Behind Iron Gates…

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films, History, iron gates, preservation, sharing

We, who love history from afar, or right up close, will count it a blessing to share what we know with others who ask… Tomorrow a week ago, I attended a workshop on the preservation of films. There, I learned from people, how to look at the “Big Picture” again, and to not get mired in the details, and sacrifice the general mission… “If We keep things locked behind iron gates, and walls, they don’t exist…” – Wise Person. We must learn to share, what we know, and what we have. More Later…

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Hidden Treasures

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Family, photos, treasures, volunteer

One of Our Volunteers, Rosemary shares her family stories of the 1930’s. You and I have hidden treasures everywhere we look. Our next exhibit in the Keller Gallery will be A Secret Gift. We thank you Rosemary, for your service to the museum, and for sharing your story! More Later…

More Significant Than I Knew…

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death, life, month, october, reunion, school

October would be a significant month for me. October proved to be very important when I did my student teaching. My teaching career began in October. And October was the month I lost my dad, Gene Glenn Holland. It is Saturday October twenty-eighth 1989, and my plans are to DJ at a sweet sixteen party in Greentown, Ohio. My parents are to go to my dad’s McGregor Grade School reunion at Holy Trinity Greek Orthodox in Canton. That same day I receive news that I can pick up my high school diploma the following Monday. My parents left for their reunion, and I waved goodbye to them as they drove off in our brown 1984 Pontiac station wagon, for my dad and I it turned out to be the last goodbye. He danced with my mom for about ten minutes. He walked over to the table he had been sitting. Placed his hands on the shoulders of an old friend who was sitting with him. He collapsed, and he was gone before he hit the floor. Massive heart attack, with ninety-six percent blockage. My mom and dad met dancing, and they parted dancing. My mom was the strongest, and held the family together for the next twenty-one years. More later…

Dawn Breaks in Hale Farm

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Gettysburg, Hale Farm, Living Historian

A Day in the Life of a Living Historian
6:15 Reveille
6:45 Morning Reports Due (All soldiers reporting for duty, sick call, and on leave)
7:10 First Call (Prepare for battle, or drill)
7:15 Form Companies
7:30 Form up on the road (as Army)
8:00 Tactical (this is a battle scenario, closed to the public)
9:15 Breakfast
9:50 First Call
10:00 Battalion Drill
11:00 Suttler’s Tents (food, gear, civilian luxuries)
12:25 Lunch
12:50 First Call
1:15 Presentation of Plaque Hale Farm, and the Western Reserve Historical Society
2:00 Battle of Gettysburg, First Day Scenario July 1, 1863
4:30 Rest
5:30 Dinner
8:00 Grand Ball

Canal Daze…

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boats, Canal, transportation

Growing up near Canal Fulton was an advantage because I learned a little about the canals, and that mode of transportation. The stones they used to build this lock, in Peninsula, Ohio were quarried not too far away, in Deep Lock Quarry.  The builders would number them, in order to put them together like a puzzle.

Inventory of the County Archives of Ohio Stark County

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Archives, County, Inventory, Stark

Inventory of the County Archives of Ohio Stark County
No. 76 STARK COUNTY

This Inventory is a Survey Project from The Ohio Historical Society dated 1940.  It is part of a very large collection of Ledgers from the Stark County Infirmary.

Grand Army Band Canton, Ohio

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Canton Ohio Bands Grand Army Military Bands

Finding artifacts for people who are searching for them is very rewarding. This is the Grand Army Band of Canton, Ohio, Stark County

Small Beginnings…

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mission, podcast, student teaching, William McKinley

Podcast

When July and August come around, I am reminiscent of my joining Sam’s Club, and preparing for my 12 week journey to the “Land of Enchantment.” Eleven years ago this August I packed up my mom’s Buick, floor to ceiling, trunk, and passenger side full of my teacher supplies, and my personal belongings. Two and a half days later arriving at the McCurdy School in Espanola, New Mexico. There, I would spend twelve weeks, student teaching, and experiencing some of the most wonderful people, and some of the most beautiful landscapes I would ever know. My dream to go to the edge would take a few turns, and would take a little longer than most to be realized. Eleven years later, I would be given the opportunity to join another group of wonderful people who have a mission to preserve, and to educate the world about Stark County, and our Twenty-Fifth President, William Mckinley. (Major) more later…