I recently received an email from Tammy Mazzant that had a number of old print ads from a 1965 Ellwood city Ledger and a black and white photograph. I took my time and went through the ads and almost fell out of my chair when I got to the black and white picture below.
The building I only knew as Red Hot’s at the North end of the Veterans Bridge and much more. Many of you remember this hot spot as Ida’s Luncheonette when it was owned by Ida Ionellie, or you may remember it as Ted’s Hamburgers, or as it was when it was photographed here as Mayflower Lunch.
Also there was some question as to the name of the newsstand at the end of the bridge. In the 1951 phone book it is listed as the Mallary Newsstand.
I really cannot wait to hear some of your memories of Ida’s, the Mayflower, or Red Hot’s Lunch. Please share your memories below or email me at email@example.com
39 Comments to “Mayflower Lunch”
Diane Raffetto hill wrote: I remember (and the older I get, the more often I’m wrong) that the teacher’s name was Miss Eckard (spelling) who became Mrs. Barringrr after she married. I remember she wore lovely pastel-colored suits. On the other hand, I could be totally confused. Does anybody remember Mrs. Rodgers? I remember in the back of her classroom we hung our drawings of a circus parade. I also remember a Miss Collins who I think had partial paralysis of one of her arms. Also Miss Barin who taught 7th grade. I think later she became a guidance counselor.
Linda Turner wrote: Ernie and Bob, You guys made me laugh this morning. Great way to start the day. Marty Mitchell and I weren’t friends..we just knew each other. I remember Dr. Platka(he was also my doctor who made house calls) and Ms. Shremp. I only had Mitchell one year. I loved the story of a boy dropping a book and waking “Wild Bill”. I remember that happening a few times in class. I had Miss Douglas for English I think in 10th or 11th grade.
I liked Mr. Shepley. Thank goodness I never had to go to his office. After I danced in an assembly, he came up to me and told me I did a good job. I didn’t know why he was coming towards me and I thought “what did I do”.
Thanks again for the story and the laugh…as I said best way to start the day!
Linda Turner wrote: Ernie, Yes, I had Miss Ivy Jackson for cooking. Never will forget that class. The first thing we learned was how to cut an orange. There were so many rumors about her. don’t know if any were true.
Carole (Wimer) Starz wrote: My favorite teacher was George (Geets) Jinar who taught art at Lincoln. I liked my art teacher, Miss Calvert, at North Side School very much too. It is funny, but I don’t remember art classes for 7th grade at Hartman (it was a hard adjustment for many of the North Siders to go to Hartman for one year). I majored in art at Edinboro and taught it both in public schools and college, so it is not a surprise that these were my favorite teachers and classes. I also think that Mr. Oliastro was a wonderful teacher. He taught 8th grade English at Lincoln. Mr. Boschini (sp) was an extra nice person who went out of his way to be helpful to the students. There were teachers I didn’t particularly like, but other students loved them. That always seems to be true. No one can please everyone, but many different teachers are remembered for touching our lives and guiding us in the right direction.
Linda Turner wrote: Hi Carole, Yes, I liked Mr. Jinar also. I admire artists, as I said I cannot draw a straight line with a ruler!!! I had Mr. Oliastro & Boschini at LHS. Your are right they were both very nice. Boschnini in 9th grade and Oliastro in a higher grade just not sure which one.
Who was the teacher that taught next to Jinar? I made a plastic key chain which I still have it. Honest I’m not a pack rat.
Ernie Young wrote: You girls are correct about Mr. Oliastro, he was a nice guy. Some months ago I wrote a good story about him and myself. He always would stand in the hall between classes and talk with Mr. Reese. They spoke so much I believe they may have been friend away from school also.
I never had Mr. Boschini. In 1992 when Linda and I moved back to Ellwood we were at the BVM Bazaar and low and behold who was calling Bingo was Mr. Boschini. First time I saw him since graduation in 65. I was lucky enough to run into him several more times in Ellwood while I was working at McElwain’s, before he was call home. You were right about him also, being a nice person.
As for Mr. Jinar I had him for art too. Like you Linda, and even to this day, I can’t draw a lick. He was also a football coach for a period of time. If my memory serves, he was a wrestler in college and told a story about rolling himself up in a mat and getting shoved under a heater to lose weight for a match. I think I remember that correctly.
I also have a faint recollection of the Miss Collins you folks have written about. I have this picture of her in my memory as having brown to almost dark blonde hair.
Going back down the Hartman memory trail. Do you remember, and I’m sure you do, Mrs. Quigly, Mrs. Haines and Mrs. Stillwagon. I’m sure their names have come up before, but maybe you all may have a story or 2 that you haven’t shared about them.
I also remember Mrs. Elly (poor spelling) she taught 7th Grade English. I wrote my name on a paper or test that was to be turned in and my “Y” for my last name was written very fast to the point it looked like an “S” and she wrote on my paper, “I have an Ernest Young in my class, but not an Ernest Soung.” She was tough on me, but I survived it.
As with all of you, I love this site and the memories it helps unlock, in that wonderful part of our
minds known as our memory bank, that we now share with one another.
Dave Larson wrote: Happy Memorial Day!
Many a great parade has passed the infamous Mayflower Lunch on this holiday commemorating the war dead. The renaming of the bridge itself is a tribute.
Ernie Young wrote: Thank you Dave for the kind wish of a great day. May we all remember and be thankful for the last full measure given up by so many for us all, so we could live free. May Almighty God grant us the wisdom to understand just what they did for us.
I also want to wish one and all a very “Happy Memorial Day.” May you all enjoy the day with family and friends. Eat, drink and be merry. And above it all, REMEMBER..!!
Carole (Wimer) Starz wrote: Linda, to answer your question about the name of the teacher in the room next to George Jinar…I think you mean Mr Andy Bodensky. He taught crafts and was an excellent teacher. I still have some of the things I made in his class too, including a silver ring with a rose quartz stone. I don’t know if students are still able to learn as much at the junior/senior high levels because of State funding cutbacks. We paid a minimal price for some supplies, but most were included with the class. He made sure all of his students learned many advanced techniques in several areas of fine crafts. I was ahead of most of the other art majors in my freshman year in college only because of Mr Jinar and Mr Bodensky.
Donald Anderso wrote: Mr Boschinni also taught bowling on Sat. mornings.
Linda Turner wrote: Thanks Carole for Mr. Bodensky’s name. He was a nice and patient teacher (especially with me). there is a photo of Mr. Boschinni in the 1960 Ellwoodian of him bowling.
I remember Oliastro, Giovanni and Reese standing in the hall in the mornings as we went into our homerooms. All of us often wondered what they were talking about and laughing.
Donald Anderson wrote: we always thought that Reese And Giovaninni might of had an affair or maybe not.
Ernie Young wrote: I forgot about Mr. Boschini teaching bowling. My goodness I lived a sheltered life as I passed through the halls of LHS. I never suspected, nor did I know of the relationships or the lifestyles of the teachers.
Bob Mallary wrote: Mr Boschini was also the JV basketball coach under head coach Al Como from 1954 thru 1956.
Ernie Young wrote: Wow Bob that is a little history that I bet a lot of us, who enjoy this site, didn’t know. I know, I sure didn’t.
Carole (Wimer) Starz wrote: Mr Boschini was the advisor for the Saturday morning bowling club/league, but we didn’t get any school credit or grades for bowling. He taught us how to bowl….or (in my case) tried to. It was because of him that I got bowling shoes and a bag to carry them one Christmas. Sadly, even having my own shoes did not raise my scores. But, we had lots of fun!
Linda Turner wrote: Bob, I don’t recall Mr. Boschini as a basketball assistant coach. I started LHS in 1955 (8th grade/homeroom in basement for mechanical drawing class). Always thought it was a strange place for a homeroom.
I remember Al Como. He was a nice man from what I remember. It was always rumored that his brother “Mr. C”” aka Perry Como used to come to EC and visit. Don’t know if it was true or not.
Linda Turner wrote: Don, A lot of us also thought the same thing about Mr. Reese and Miss Giovanni. She was an attractive woman and Mr. Reese was also good looking. So who knows?!!!! It sure did cause talking among the students.
Jim Hardie wrote: May I say that this is not the forum to suggest any unfounded relationships concerning teachers in our past. The two teachers mentioned were excellent in the class room and had my deepest respect. Statements we make here could be around for many years. Please think about your comments.
Bob Mallary wrote: Linda – I know Perry visited Al in Elwood at least once. Al was good friends with some of the guys he coached in Basketball/football and one of them told me that he received a call from Al one afternoon telling him that he and his Dad were to come out to Al’s house for short visit as Al had something to show them. When they got there, they were introduced to Perry. The person who told me would never have made that up. Concerning Boschini coaching JV basketball, he was my coach in my sophomore and junior year. I liked him, he was a good man.
Linda Turner wrote: Jim, I meant no disrespect to our teachers in question. I liked Mr. Reese very much. I didn’t have did not know Miss Givoanni. Mr. Reese got me interested in history and I’m still interested to this day because of him. So please, accept my apology. It was just what was going on at that time in school; a part of our history. It’s just a memory from the past.(never to be mentioned again)
Jim Hardie wrote: No apology necessary. Sometimes I feel like I’m talking with just a group of friends on this site and lose the concept of how many people are just reading our words. I then consider what a statement without basis could do to a relative or loved one who may read this in the future.
Donald Anderson wrote: Jim, It was just a memory brought up by naming teachers and the experiences we had in school.
Ernie Young wrote: The handling of this situation was done very nicely. From Jimmy’s first statement, to the apologies given, and then to Jimmy’s very thoughtful explanation of, “I then consider what a statement without basis could do to a relative or loved one who may read this in the future.” To all involved thank you.
Now how about this memory. You always knew when Mr. Shaffer was going to make an announcement, because of the 15 second playing of the xylophone before he spoke. I always found it funny and now it’s a wonderful memory for me.
How many of you remember Mrs. LaRitz. I remembered her because, looking through a draw recently I found a music book I used when taking trumpet lessons from her husband Bruno. He stood about 6’4? and was, when I was in 4th grade, the biggest man, I swear, I ever saw. I later worked along side of him in the National Tube.
Jimmy your statement of respect for teachers rang true back then. We all poked fun at certain teachers, but there was always respect given for the position they held. Besides if you didn’t, the trouble that came your way in school, was nothing in comparison to that which awaited you at home. You prayed the news didn’t travel there, but that prayer was seldom answered, as I remember. Even with that said, “life was so much better back then for people of our young age”, when compared to what I see today in the faces of the young people I encounter. Just an opinion.
Jim Hardie wrote: Unlike most of you, my first paddling came the first week of kindergarten!!!!! Miss LaRue Craig’s younger sister who later married a man named Paul, last name, was my teacher ….. This was the second or third day of school….She said she was going to see the Principal and would be back in a few minutes. When she left the room I said let’s hide and jump out and say surprise when she returns. This we did but when she entered and found no class she turned and ran back up the stairs. undaunted we continued our wait until we heard the sounds of many shoes coming down the stairs. When Miss Craig, the Principal, custodian and several other teachers entered the room we jumped from hiding and yelled surprise!!!!! Miss Craig asked whose idea was this and 22 little fingers pointed to Jimmie Hardie who received a smack with the paddle for punishment. At super that night my Dad in his teasing way asked if I got a paddling today and when I answered yes I received 2 smacks just as he had promised before the school year had started. That was the first and last time it ever happened to me!!!!
Ernie Young wrote: My very short comment to your very cute story is, “lesson learned by Jimmie Hardy.”
Carole (Wimer) Starz wrote: Jimmie, you must have been in the morning Kindergarten class. I was in afternoon Kindergarten and am fairly sure I would have remembered this fun game if I took part in it. Did you get the swat from Miss Craig or Miss Hartsell (sp), the principal?
Jim Hardie wrote: Morning, Miss Craig…. La Rue Craig told me her sister remembered that day very well. I think it may have been her second year of teaching. The old Victrola against the wall near the door had 4 or 5 kids lined up beside it . Some were in the cloak area . Others near the exit to the back. More under tables. We did a great job of hiding. Makes for a great memory.
Dave Larson wrote: I didn’t join Jim Hardie at North Side Elementary until 3rd grade. His kindergarten story brought memories back of Kindergarten at BVM. I did something bad. Don’t remember when it was, but my punishment was to go stand in the cloak room. It was dark in there, but with enough light to find my jacket. In my jacket was a Clark bar. So while the other kids were doing their school work I was in the cloak closet getting chocolate all over my face. When my punishment was over I was called out of the closet and came out looking like Al Jolson in The Jazz Singer. I don’t recall getting a beating. That incident had a life-long affect on me though. Learn how to have a good time no matter where you are! Jim Hardie is a saint.
Diane Raffetto hill wrote: I remember kindergarten very well at Hartman. My teacher’s name was Miss Taylor. I got really confused, however, because in the middle of the school year she married and became MRS. Taylor. At least that is how I remembered it. Can anyone else verify this, or maybe I’m just confused — which happens more frequently these days. I also remember dressing as Cinderella at the Halloween party and thinking that Larry Turner was the most handsome boy I had ever seen in an Indian chief outfit. I think he even had a headdress made with real feathers. I think I actually went over and told him of my feelings. I was obviously a 5-year old hussy. I also remember being taught how to walk quickly up and down the stairs after I almost got trampled to death in our first fire drill. I lived in a ranch-style house and hadn’t had much experience with stairs. Miss Sanders taught me.
Donald Anderson wrote: Diane, I have a picture somewhere of our kindergarten class but I dont remember the teachers name
Donald Anderson wrote: PS: must have been 1950
Ernie Young wrote: I too had Mrs. Taylor then, I think. I remember having a quiet period, when you would sit at the table with your head down. I remember having to bring in one of my Fathers old shirts to wear when doing finger painting. I remember games and toys. Very little learning, other than learning to play in a group. One more thing I remember is the big wooden “Monkey Bars” that stood at the far right corner, when looking up 4th St. towards Johnny’s Pizza. I think my memory of it’s placement is correct.
More on the learning, which I don’t remember being much, as I wrote. My Grandson can count pretty much to 40, knows his A-B-C’s, his address, phone #, how to dial 9-1-1, prayers, the pledge to the flag, speaks some Italian, sings in French, able to read a bit and he’s not even in Kindergarten till next year. There’s more I’m sure, I just don’t know of it. I love B.V.M, as we old-timers know it. And for any new folks who know it as, Holy Redeemer.
Danny John wrote: The school will always be BVM in my mind
Ernie Young wrote: That’s because you are one of the old-timers I wrote about, Danny.
Linda Turner wrote: Ernie, If Danny is an old timer, then I must be an antique. I fee the same, it’s the BVM, 5th St. Bridge, and there was something else they were re-naming that to me would always be the “old way”.
Jim, that was a funny story about chocolate & punishment.
Carole, I forgot about morning & afternoon kindergartens. I think I was in the morning at West End grade school. If they had 2 a day. My Kindergarten days were in the late 40’s. I think I started Hartman in 1947 for 1st grade.
Bob Stevenson wrote: Diane. Miss Eckard became Mrs. Bollinger. He new husband was a Lawrence County Commisioner. And the teacher who became a guidance counselor was Letha Barringer. I never had the opportunity to go to kindergarden. We lived in Ellport the year I could have gone and they didn’t have a kindergarden. I started in first grade at Hartman
Ernie Young wrote: Linda—We are all antiques, it’s just some of us have more age which makes us more valuable to family and friends.
Linda we will probably never meet other than on this site, so you will always be the girl with the long red hair, I think, marching at the front of the Lincoln High School Marching Blue Band with the other majorettes.
Linda Turner wrote: Ernie, You are sweet. I like your sentiment of antiques are more valuable to family and friends. Did you know of a Gary “Gup” Young or related to him? He and I graduated together. He was a good friend. It was always fun to see him at a 1960 Reunion. I used to think (when I read the society page in the Ledger)that people who had their 20th reunion had one foot in the grave and here I am 53 years out of school. It’s funny how you see things when you are younger.
I always had fun being with the Marching Blue Band even during the hot August band weeks before school and football games started. “Those were the Days” as Jean Stapleton sang.
Again, thanks for your kind words. I appreciate them!
When did you graduate?