Anamosa - A Reminiscence 1838 - 1988
The definitive history of the community of Anamosa, Iowa, USA
The definitive history of the community of Anamosa, Iowa, USA
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the main attraction filling the big wooden drawer.<br />
Mr. and Mrs. Harper Smythe owned the Easterly<br />
Hotel on the south side of Main Street along Booth<br />
Street. On Saturday nights they sat out on the front<br />
porch of their hotel to watch the folks going by. I<br />
remember both of them talking to folks who stopped by<br />
to chat.<br />
Folks who needed watch repair will remember Nick<br />
Jura who operated a jewelry store on the south side of<br />
Main Street. He talked broken English. and as a kid I<br />
thought he might be related to some distant German<br />
from the old country who taught him the business. He<br />
was a very nice man.<br />
The Lazio Grocery Store was on West Main Street<br />
where fresh fruit seemed to appear daily. Joe Lazio was<br />
an <strong>Anamosa</strong> High School football player who started off<br />
the winning streak, and long after leaving high school<br />
he still loved the game. Both Lazio boys were fond of<br />
sports and used to come to every game played.<br />
George Zeuck operated Zeuck‘s Grocery on the north<br />
side of Main Street. l will always remember one of his<br />
employees. Mrs. Owen. She was from Wales and she<br />
had a brogue as rich as Jack Neville's. She was a lovely<br />
lady and an asset to the store. Those were the days<br />
when the clerk of the store would greet each customer<br />
as he walked in and ask. "Can I help you?" She did a<br />
wonderful job of making people feel welcome.<br />
Dr. Rawson had an upstairs office over Main Street.<br />
So did dentists. Dr. Trevarthen and Wilkinson. and a<br />
few others. No one worded about older people having to<br />
climb the steep stairs. Several law offices were also<br />
upstairs. as was the Bell Telephone office.<br />
If you wanted to discuss real estate, you could flnd<br />
‘Stub’ Conmey leaning against a light pole in front of<br />
Watkins’ Department Store. He made more contacts<br />
down there on the street than he did in his upstairs<br />
office.<br />
Roy Skeels had a gas station and grocery store<br />
combined in the west end of town. He sold Paraland<br />
Pennfield gas and oil, and Clover Leaf brand groceries.<br />
In 1939, at Christmas. Roy gave his customers milk<br />
stools that he had made by hand.<br />
One of the specialties of the soda fountain of<br />
McMickle's Drug Store was a soft drink called the<br />
“green river." This store had a row of circular-motion<br />
fans attached to the ceiling and it always seemed so<br />
nice and cool inside the store. You could also get thick<br />
malts and banana splits for a very special treat there.<br />
Frank Stoughton ran Stoughton's Drug Store next to<br />
the post office on the corner of Main and Booth Streets.<br />
Frank used to sell a double-dip ice cream cone with a<br />
cherry on the top for 5 cents. His cones seemed bigger<br />
than the size of cones today, and he pushed one dip<br />
right down into the inside of the cone and then<br />
piled two more huge dips on the top along with a<br />
cherry.<br />
Mr. Berger ran the “Kom Krib" candy store on the<br />
corner of Main and Ford Streets. It was a stopping place<br />
for all the kids. He sold both candy in bulk and candy<br />
bars. It was here that I was introduced to the new pop<br />
"Pepsi" that was competing with Coca-Cola in 1938.<br />
Every country kid dreamed of stopping off at the Korn<br />
Krib on Saturday night to buy a candy bar that was<br />
three times the size of present-day candy bars. The<br />
price? One nickel.<br />
The "Nook" was a favorite hang-out of the high<br />
school crowd. It was a meeting place for young people<br />
to go after games. for malts and hamburgers. and<br />
socializing. Everett Anderberg and his staff were most<br />
tolerant and understanding with young people and put<br />
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up with a lot of noise and horsepiay.<br />
Rudy Trejtnar had a shoe shop below the McNamara<br />
Shoe Store. Rudy repaired shoes and leather goods. The<br />
smell of leather and glue still sticks in mind, as we had<br />
new soles or heels put on our shoes and maybe sewed<br />
up a little. Rather than throwing old things away, folks<br />
took care of what they had and used things until there<br />
was no hope of repair left.<br />
Frank Hart owned “Hart's Motor Repair" where cars<br />
were reborn by a slow but methodical mechanic like<br />
Frank. When he finished repairing a car, it would run<br />
again. Frank had one bad eye, but that didn't slow him<br />
down at all. He loved kids and was really nice to me<br />
when my folks took a car in there for him to fix.<br />
"Lucky" Baldwin had a junk yard in the west end of<br />
<strong>Anamosa</strong>. Folks around thought it was an eyesore. but<br />
we kids thought it was really neat — all that stuff to sort<br />
through. Another area where you could find junk was<br />
where the city maintenance shop now stands. There<br />
was a pond there and it was populated by bullhead fish.<br />
The sides of the pond were lined with junk cars and<br />
parts. Buried under tons of fill dirt are antique cars and<br />
parts from sixty years ago.<br />
Reverend David Beggs was the minister of the First<br />
Congregational Church. He was from Ireland and he<br />
spoke with a slight Irish brogue. As a young man he<br />
had worked on the "Titanic" as a carpenter before<br />
entering the ministry. As a child. I thought he was<br />
related to God and I was told to behave real well when<br />
Reverend Beggs and his wife made a social call.<br />
in the years of the “dirty thirties" between the Depression<br />
and World War II. <strong>Anamosa</strong> was a thriving<br />
little town that was connected to the rest of the world<br />
by Highway No. 151 which ran right through town. On<br />
Saturday nights the population doubled as all<br />
surrounding fanners and their families came to town to<br />
shop and trade, and get things taken care of for another<br />
week. Farm folks often only came to town as a family<br />
once a week.<br />
A lot of country kids worked hard all week and<br />
especially hard on Saturday so that they could go to<br />
town on Saturday night. One of my first stops in town<br />
was at Curley Schuchman's Blacksmith Shop. I tried to<br />
stand out of the way (but was probably in the way]<br />
watching him shoe a pair of work horses. We kids were<br />
enthralled to see Curley‘s arm muscles stand out as he<br />
worked. He had the biggest arms I had ever seen. He<br />
was a giant of a man in my eyes and I was afraid of him<br />
because of his size. If I had ever thought of dating his<br />
daughter. Helen [now Helen Gray). I quickly changed<br />
my mind.<br />
Everyone I knew who was a kid in the thirties. and<br />
who lived on a farm. thought that going to town was<br />
something special. There was a lot to offer a kid if he<br />
had a quarter. There was no swimming pool but the<br />
town was the only means of restocking supplies and the<br />
only outlet for socializing. During the week kids were<br />
needed at home to do the chores. or help fix a hamess.<br />
or mend some fence. or get a planter ready for spring. or<br />
to milk the cows by hand. So, not much time was spent<br />
in town. If a harness was beyond our help. it meant a<br />
trip to town to see Fred Otten at his harness shop. We<br />
might get to visit the <strong>Anamosa</strong> Creamery in the early<br />
mornings to deliver milk and cream. Hazel Smith made<br />
the ice cream and ifyou behaved yourself you might get<br />
a sample.<br />
In the thirties and forties. North Ford Street was<br />
surfaced with brick. Coming into town from the north I<br />
remember the hum of the tires when driving over the<br />
brick. In winter the Ford Street hill would be roped off