Tag: Ron Thomas

The Lorane Historian – Volume 1 Issue 3, January 10, 1994


By Pat Edwards

Imagine nodding “Good morning” to Yassar Arafat or Boutros Boutros-Ghali, the Egyptian Secretary General of the United Nations, as you pass them in the hall; or riding in an elevator with Nelson Mandela; or watch as President Bill Clinton, surrounded by secret service agents, walks down the hall ahead of you. It’s not something most people from a small community on the West Coast of the United States even think about. These are newsmakers, world leaders, figures that the history books will tell our great-grandchildren about.

A former long-time Lorane resident who recently moved from Lorane to Eugene, saw these people, talked with some, and took part in the world community at the United Nations in New York in the latter part of 1993.

Ron Thomas lived for many years with his wife, Carolyn Moravek, and daughter, Sierra, in their home on Siuslaw River Road. He is an executive with MCI and took a four month leave-of-absence from his job to volunteer his services to the U.N.’s Center for Human Rights and its Department of Telecommunications and Political Affairs where he worked for the Security Council and Peacekeeping. When asked how he would describe his uncommon experience, Ron stated that “It was exciting every day! There was something exciting and interesting happening all of the time! The United Nations is the world’s greatest social experiment, and it’s only 48 years old!”

Is it accomplishing the goals that its founders envisioned?

“It’s coming closer to accomplishing the goals than it would have if it never existed,” says Ron.

Because of recent events in troubled countries like Somalia, it’s presently having to undergo adjustments to its policies. Never before, until recently, have United Nations peace-keeping forces been fired upon. There has always been a strict agreement among nations that representatives of the U.N. would be respected and safeguarded. That has changed dramatically. But, Ron states strongly that “there are many many more positive things happening at the U.N. than is reported in the media.”

Ron’s personal experience at the U.N. centered around his research of the methods used in its Human Resources training program. He found that there is a massive difference in the “work place cultures” of the U.N. and that of corporate America. He spotted areas where communications, especially, were out of sync with the times and mired in bureaucratic paperwork, reflecting an old-school management style. Memos were still circulating from office to office, piling up on the desks of those who must dictate responses, sign letters, and fill up file cabinets with tons and tons of paper. Large corporations just across the river, however, have adopted computer systems and electronic mail systems that allow their members to communicate electronically to others within the company as well as those across the U.S. and in other countries. Using vast computer network systems, one memo can now be sent from one computer to dozens and even hundreds of others in moments, eliminating the reams of paper that would have been used with the older methods.

Ron made observations and came up with some suggestions for change while he was there. He suggested that members of the U.N. staff take “field trips” to various corporations, visiting their Human Resource departments; he also suggested that they be allowed to sit in on training sessions at these same corporations to observe and learn how to move the United Nations into the electronic era. He was not with the U.N. long enough to draw up any definite proposals, but managed to pique the interest of members of the Ford Foundation who would like him to explore his suggestions further and possibly present a formal proposal to them at a later date.

The Chief of the New York office of the Center for Human Rights, and Ron’s boss, was Elissavet Stamatopoulou from Greece. Other staff members were from Haiti, Sweden, Italy and Bolivia. On another project, he worked with people from Italy and Germany. It was truly an international experience for him.

He became especially interested in UNICEF, the United Nations Children’s Fund, while there. He asked that I share some information gathered by UNICEF with his friends in Lorane.

* There are 20 million children alive today that wouldn’t be alive this year if not for UNICEF.
* $25,000 are spent each second on the world’s weapons; $18 billion are spent each year on the world’s military.
* $380 per child are spent each year on the education of the world’s children; $20,000 per soldier are spent each year on the world’s military.
* One-fifth of the world’s annual arms expenditure would abolish world hunger by the year 2000.

Ron felt that he personally benefited from his experience at the United Nations. It enriched his life and temporarily extracted him from “his daily life environment,” but it is not something he would want to do on an everyday basis. The intensity and magnitude of work being done at the United Nations is a heady experience, but Ron feels that he can use his experience and expand on it from his home environment on the West Coast. He’s once again back at work for MCI in Eugene, although the big city life might have rubbed off on him a little bit. He may possibly transfer to a position in Seattle soon.

His friends wish him well.

I am a stranger here.

I wanted to help
So I came.

Full of the Spirit of Cooperation
Hoping to make a small contribution
to Lasting Peace for ALL people.
I walk these Sacred Halls, with you.

With deep Gratitude I greet you.
Public Servants of the world.
As you work for social change,
or keeping this house beautiful.
Feeding us, protecting us, answering the phones and
Delivering the mail–
the list goes on and on….
I Salute You All.

The beautiful and musical sounds of languages from
All around the World fill these halls, and my heart
with Joy and deep satisfaction

.I pray that we hold the Spirit of Cooperation
dear to our hearts as we work at our daily tasks,
and also that we never let petty struggles
undermine the Mission of
The Organization of Hope.

Let us become Friends,
and promote Goodwill.

~ Ronald G. Thomas, 1993
United Nations

(The following information was included in a letter from Joyce Coons Fasano, address withheld, Portland, Oregon.)

I am researching my husband’s family which settled in that area in 1853. Anderson Barlow and his wife, Melissa Melvina Lane, lived in the Siuslaw area until Anderson’s death. They had six children. One of them, Joseph, died in The Dalles at the age of 24. Another, Andrew Jackson Barlow, remained in the Siuslaw for some years after his father died in 1879. He then moved on to Gold Hill, near Medford and then to Port Stanley, Washington (in the San Juans). Two of the other sons, Andrew and Charles married Salem girls and moved to the Spokane area ca 1890. Charles was Gary’s (her husband) great grandfather. There were two daughters. One, Mary “Mollie,” married Reverend Joel Martin and they had one son, Charles E. Martin. I do not know what happened to Joel or the marriage, but Mollie later married Isaac McClung and moved first to California, then to Republic, Washington. The other daughter was first married to an Emerick and had twin daughters. Again, I do not know the circumstances, but she later married a Welsh and had another child. All three children (Ada and Ida Emerick and Ava Welsh) were living with Joel and Mollie Martin, their son, Charles E. Martin, and Melissa Barlow in the 1880 census of Lane County. They were right next door to Andrew and Ellen Barlow, son Charles, and stepson Harvey Hazelton. I find no trace of Virginia Welsh and her husband.

I would like to inquire as to any additional information you might have on any of these individuals. I have a tremendous amount of information of Melissa Melvina Lane’s family since her father, General Lane, is the subject of much material at the Oregon Historical Society. I have never been able to find anything on Anderson Barlow except that he was born in Harrison County, Kentucky in 1810. I have searched the records of that county but have never located Anderson’s parents or any siblings. There is mention in the Eugene Register-Guard of Anderson’s illness in June, 1879, but no mention of his death a few weeks later nor any obituary to provide any clues to his ancestry.

The following are some records on this family that I was able to find for Mrs. Fasano. The names that we know to be Lorane-ites are in bold type.

Lane County, Oregon Marriage Records, 1870-1879, Volume II
A.J. Barlow married E.C. Hazelton, 1 Sept 1878, at the home of Nat. Martin; witnesses, Joel R. Martin and Amanda Cathcart; William N. Crow, Justice of the Peace; Sur: Frank Whipple.
Joel R. Martin (over 18 years) married Mary E. Barlow (over 18 years), 17 Nov 1878, at the home of A. Barlow by W.N. Crow, Justice of the Peace; witnesses, Jesse Martin and E.A. Jackson; Sur: S.B. Eakin, Jr.; consent filed.
J.M. Emerick married A.J. Barlow, 25 May 1870, at house of William Barlow; witnesses, A.J. Barlow; Minister: Samuel Dillard; Sur: Andy Barlow (not recorded until 20 May 1872).
Frank Welch married Virginia Emerick, 1 July 1874, at house of A. Barlow by Mathew L. Mann, minister; witness, James S. Ozment; Sur: G.B. Dorris.

Volume III, 1880-1889
J.S. Martin married Mary A. Doak, 19 Oct 1884, at house of A.J. Doak by Hiram Wingard, Justice of the Peace; witnesses, J.A. and W.S. Leonard; Sur: T.M. Doak.
W.H. Martin married V.I. Doak, 4 Nov 1880, at house of A.J. Doak by Hiram Wingard, Justice of the Peace; witnesses, L.F. McPherson and George Landreth; Sur: T. Doak.

Lane County Cemeteries, Volume III
Anderson Barlow (born Harrison Co., Ky, 23 Jan 1810) died 6 June 1879, Lorane Grange Cemetery.

1880 Lane County, Oregon Census
    age    occupation    born    father/born    mother/born
Barlow, Andrew    37    Farmer    Indiana    Kentucky    Indiana
Ellen C.    28    Keeps house    Missouri    Indiana    Indiana
Nellie M    10/12        Oregon    Indiana    Missouri
Hazelton, Harvey    10    at school    California    Illinois    Missouri  (stepson)
Martin, Joel R.    22    Farmer    California    Indiana    Indiana
Mollie E.    25    Keeps house    Oregon    Kentucky    Indiana
Charles E    10/12        Oregon    California    Oregon
Barlow, M.M.    59        Indiana    N. Carolina    Kentucky (mother-in-law)
Emerick, Ida    8        Oregon    Missouri    Indiana  (granddaughter)
Ada    8        Oregon    Missouri    Indiana  (granddaughter)
Welsh, Ava    4        Oregon    Illinois    Indiana  (granddaughter)

1870 Lane County Census
Barlow, A.    60    Farmer    Kentucky
Andrew J.    26    Laborer    Indiana
Mary E.    15    At Home    Oregon
Charles W.    13    At Home    Oregon
Edwin M.    11    At Home    Oregon


I find that it would be very difficult for me to be totally committed to any issue, idea, or belief. There are so many areas of grey attached to the black and white. I am presently filled with so many conflicting emotions these days as I gaze out my kitchen window at the much-loved view that our family has had for the past 27+ years. That view has been part of our life, our existence. It’s home, it’s security, it’s family, and soon, as I understand it, it will be altered beyond recognition. The timber has been sold and the logging crews will soon be moving in to harvest the bounty from the slopes where we have frequently ridden horseback through the dappled shade. There is no one I can honestly blame for what is to be a great sadness for our family when the first chain saw begins it’s roar. I can’t blame the previous owners; they are friends and selling their land was their right. I can’t blame the new owner. He bought it as a business venture. He does not live in the valley and does not have any emotional connection to it. I can’t blame the loggers. They are making a living and supporting their families in a business with a proud and respected history. I can’t blame the ecologists. They share my love for that “dappled shade.” I guess, if I really need to blame, I can blame the excesses of any belief in an issue…the rigid “in your face” inability to compromise that permeates so much of our lives. It’s that type of mentality that ties up our lives and livelihoods awaiting court decisions that end up hurting everyone and helping no one. Our family will be joining all of the others who are paying the price for it.


I was greatly interested (in Sawdust and Cider) because my mother was born in Lorane in 1878. Her younger brother was born there in 1880 and possibly the youngest sister. I am not sure about that.

Their parents were Madison Nordyke and Eleanor Willis Foley. Madison’s oldest sister, Harriet, was married to Michael Crow. I am anxious to find out if the community of Crow (Crowe?) was named after that family. According to census data, the family of Richard Crow must have been neighbors to my grandparents. The census also shows Harriet to be in Douglas County in 1870 and 1880. So it doesn’t appear that Harriet’s family was ever in Lane County.

Katharine F. Smith
(address withheld)
January 26, 1988

GONE FISHING – Lincoln and May Diess

I had intended to include a profile on two of my favorite people in Lorane, Lincoln and May Diess. Bob and Marna Hing have even volunteered to do an interview on tape for me.  But, alas, it will have to wait till next month… the fishing has been great, according to Marna, and it has been impossible to get either Lincoln or Bob to stay home long enough to do an interview!


The answer is, “Not if I can help it!” If people like Mike Jenks and Bob and Marna Hing continue to offer to take pictures and do interviews for me, I can keep these issues coming. But, I only have enough material on hand now to print maybe one more issue. I need your help with the information-gathering process. My “Roving Reporters” listing was done with “tongue-in-cheek” knowing how involved my daughters are in their own lives. So, if anyone wants to do interviews or gather information that can be used in the Historian (on a volunteer basis), I’ll make them honorary “Roving Reporters.”

Thanks to my very generous husband, the Lorane Family Store is underwriting the printing costs, so there are no charges to you. Please help keep the newsletter going!

New Kids on the Block

Dave & Carol JohnsonNEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK – Dave and Carol Johnson

Were you someone, like myself, who watched with fascination as the remodeling crew transformed the former Seales’ family homestead on North Territorial into a showcase home? You’ve probably been wondering who the new people are who have moved into it. Because they both work in Eugene, they haven’t had the chance to meet many of their neighbors yet. So, I’d like to introduce you.

Meet Dave and Carol Johnson. They moved into their “new” home on August 8, 1993 when they purchased it and about 20 acres of land from Otto t’Hooft who bought it from the Welmer Seales’ estate. It was he who had the house completely remodeled.

Dave and Carol own Keeper Import Service in Eugene where he is the owner/mechanic. They opened the import car repair shop 10 years ago. While Dave runs the business, Carol has been working in the classified advertising department of The Register-Guard for 8 1/2 years.

Before moving to the Lorane area, they lived in Eugene for 14 years. In fact, Carol grew up in Eugene. Her father owned and operated Little’s Market near the University of Oregon for about 25 years. Dave lived, as a young boy, in Idaho where his family still lives. He went to high school in Grants Pass. Both continued on to college; Dave at the University of Washington and Carol at Linfield College in McMinnville.

The Johnson’s have two sons. Jeff, 25, lives in Portland and works for an advertising agency. David, 23, and his wife, Valorie, have a 10-month-old daughter. They live in Eugene.

The Johnsons love their new home and the valley where it is situated. They describe Lorane as pretty, clean, and quiet, and profess to love the slower country pace. They both enjoy “just about anything that involves being outdoors. We would like to have a big garden and a few animals,” Carol says, “but we’re not sure what, yet. We had some geese, but they flew away – over to our neighbors’ (the Hansens’) place where they seem to be happy. I hope the Hansen’s are happy with them!”

When I asked Carol and Dave what they specifically enjoyed doing for recreation, they seemed to flush and confessed, “We’re cyclists. I know that people in rural areas don’t like cyclists much because of the narrow roads. But, we follow the rules of the road and don’t ride in ‘packs’ or races. We just enjoy riding our bikes for exercise and a way to enjoy the beautiful scenery up close.” I reassured them that we don’t shoot cyclists in Lorane (although we have had problems in the past) and that we can certainly appreciate their love for the Lorane countryside.

In addition to cycling, the Johnsons love to go fishing, boating, camping, and hiking. Collecting antiques, cooking, and traveling are also on their list of favorites.

“We would both just like to retire and stay home because we love our new place so much!”

Welcome Dave and Carol!


Mrs. Vida (Richardson) Bullis shared some of her memories of Lorane and gave more information on some of the pictures that were used in Sawdust and Cider in a letter that she wrote to Tiny and Monte Ramp of Crow in 1988.

“How kind of you to send the book, Sawdust and Cider. I have enjoyed it so much. Sure brings back a lot of memories. Of course, some of the people mentioned we did not know, but were schoolmates or neighbors. I have the school picture on page 84 with Winford and me in it. I am second from the end in the back row, and Winford is 4th, back row. The picture on page 79 was our school. Then on page 142, either Winford or I took the lower picture. My dad is pitching; Mrs. Auld, batting; Joe Schneider, catching; Otto Buntrock on 1st base; and I think, Josie Jackson on 2nd. This big open field was in back of our place and the neighborhood had many pleasant picnics and ball games there. Early in the spring, I road my horse back there and picked the biggest and most luscious strawberries! The largest wild berries I ever saw! My mother made jam and canned from what I picked. Others reported seeing bears gathering berries, too, but I never saw any. Range cattle were sometimes pasturing here.”

Organization of the Lorane Centennial Celebration, August 7-9, 1987

Stell with Centennial shirt B&W

Estelle Mitchell… one of the main organizers and force behind the Lorane Centennial

By Pat Edwards
Activity Director and Co-Publicity Chairman

We actually began the work of organizing the Lorane Centennial in the summer of 1986.  (See the committee minutes for the exact date.)

The first meeting that I remember was just a discussion group to try to decide what we all had in mind for the celebration.  We tried to get representatives from each of the local organizations to sit on the committee.  I agreed to sit on the committee, but since I was still very much involved with writing and getting our book published, I made it clear that I could not get very deeply involved in the organization until after the book had gone to the publisher in January.

At the August, 1986 meeting, I decided to make up some suggestions as to how we should set up the committee (Definitions of Committee Responsibilities) and the areas where we needed leadership roles.  Everyone seemed to be in agreement of the outline.  Committee heads were chosen or volunteered and business began in an orderly manner.  I volunteered to be the activity chairman or director as that was a job I felt I could handle.  I also agreed to help Lou Dell Hayes with the publicity.

First on my list of priorities was to decide on a number of activities and entertainments that we would like to incorporate into the celebration, and to find individuals who would head up each.  Most on the committee agreed that we should have a country-western dance.  It was a while before I found someone who would begin the work on organizing it, but finally, Sharon Malcolm agreed to if she had some help.  Nancy O’Hearn said that she would help her.  At one of the later meetings, however, the consensus of the meeting was that maybe we shouldn’t sponsor the dance because of the problems of security in case of disorderly conduct.  Several on the committee felt that Mr. Beebe, superintendent of the school district, might object to the gym being used for a dance.  So, I finally agreed to ask Sue Pruitt if the Pruitt’s Equestrian Centre would sponsor the dance to be held in their barn.  She agreed that they would handle that on their own, apart from the Centennial committee’s sponsorship.  I did suggest, though, that they hire a live band to be consistent with the quality we wished to maintain for the Centennial.  Sharon and Nancy were then relieved of their commitments.

Another suggestion for an activity was a parade.  That was another area where no one seemed eager to organize as chairman.  After most of the other sub-committee heads were determined, Lou Dell and Walt Hayes agreed to take on the job of organizing a parade for fear that the idea would be dropped otherwise.

LouDell has always been the chief organizer of the Old Timers Picnic each year, so she also volunteered to once again be in charge of that activity.  We later found out from our insurance agent that the picnic could not rightfully be covered under our policy because of the potluck (home-cooked food) that would be served.  The picnic could be advertised in the Centennial brochure only if it was described as being held “in conjunction” with the Lorane Centennial.

The Crow-Applegate-Lorane School District’s music teacher, Sharon Boehringer, was the one who suggested that she write a pageant to be performed during the Centennial.  Her idea was to use mainly Lorane school children with a few adults in the pageant.  She asked us if we would give her permission to use material from Sawdust & Cider for the pageant.  Since she needed the material before the book was published, we supplied her with printouts of various parts of the book.

It wasn’t too difficult to find someone to head up the horseshoe pitch contest which we wished to have.  I was told that Stan Davis’ uncle, Lowell Davis, was an expert “pitcher”, so I asked Stan to find out if Lowell would be interested in organizing the contest.  He agreed to do it for us.

I approached Mike Counts about organizing a softball game for the Centennial as he plays on a softball team each summer and was a natural for it.  He said he would and also agreed to organize the tug-o-war.  As it turned out, about a month before the Centennial, Mike discovered that he would have to be away at his own tournament during the Centennial, so wouldn’t be able to do the organizing.

Since Mike Chaplin, our Lorane postmaster, had just begun organizing a softball team in Lorane just for the fun of playing, I asked him to line up an opponent for a Centennial game.  He was happy to do the organizing.

Jamie Annett eagerly took on the job of organizing the tug-o-war and arranged to have the Lorane Fire Dept. challenge the Crow Fire Dept. to a pull.

For the hog-calling contest, which we weren’t even sure we’d have contestants, Larry Wilson was happy to agree to be the organizer.  Michelle Doughty and Kathy Warden agreed to dress as Miss Piggy and come running out of the woods when someone called, but Kathy got involved with the children’s games, and Michelle moved from the area.  Larry also agreed to head up the greased pig contest for the children.

Mike Jenks was the one who suggested we have a beard-growing contest, and, in so doing, ended up being chosen to head it up.  Mike put a lot of thought into the contest, but, as it turned out, very few people signed up before the deadline, and only one or two actually reported in as clean-shaven when they were supposed to.  That meant a change in rules, and it was decided that there would be a category for beards that had already been started for those who didn’t want to shave off their established beards.

Suggested children’s games were sack races, hoop rolls, three-legged races, egg throwing, etc.  Kathy Warden agreed to head that up and Michelle Doughty agreed to help her.

Randy Joseph thought he could round up enough draft horse teams for us to sponsor either a contest or a demonstration.  The difference between the two was that a contest would require a pot of several hundred dollars.  A demonstration would cost the committee about $150 per team–with only two or three teams. Randy said that he would not charge the committee for his team.

It was also thought that Randy could provide a horse-drawn shuttle service for people who wanted to ride between the parking area on Lorane Orchard Road and the Lodge and Church area.  It was later determined to be an unfeasible plan because of the traffic that was expected to be using the roads and the bottleneck that would occur in Pruitt’s Equestrian Centre’s driveway where the team would have to turn around.

People were chosen to work on obtaining some of the planned entertainments for Saturday afternoon.  Jean Thompson agreed to try and get a square dance group to entertain for us.  As it turned out, she was not able to find a caller who was free to come that weekend.

Carroll Noel never was sure if he could get his folk dance group to the celebration.  At first it was thought that the celebration would be the same weekend as the Junction City Scandinavian Festival where the folk dance group was committed.  But it was determined that it was not the same weekend.  He thought that his group would be able to come on Sunday to perform so a slot was allotted the group at 1:30 p.m.  As it turned out, Mr. Carroll was in the process of making a career move which required that he move to California on our weekend, so we were not able to get folk dancers as we had hoped.

Debbie Davis offered to be the person in charge of getting her family, the Booher family, to perform as old-time fiddlers for whenever we needed them for the Centennial.  They are a well-known group who have played for years in the area and around the country.  They were first scheduled to play for the vaudeville show on Friday and on Saturday afternoon.  As it turned out, they had to cancel their Friday evening performance, but spent several hours as our only Saturday afternoon entertainment.

Later into the activity planning, Kathy Smith suggested that we have a 10-K or a Fun Run as part of the activities.  The committee gave her the go-ahead providing she organize it herself–which she did–admirably.

As activity chairman, I outlined a list of suggestions to be discussed at one of our earlier meetings.  At that time, we thought that we would like to have some type of folk dancing as our kick-off on Friday night that the audience could take part in, since that was a popular form of entertainment throughout Lorane’s history.  I later decided that a talent show or vaudeville night would be more feasible.  I decided on the vaudeville show, as it would not involve competition, and we could combine professional and amateur talent to make a quality program.

One of my first steps in organizing the vaudeville show was to ask Helen Gleason if she would be willing to head up the decorating of the gymnasium.  She had been recommended to me as a talented lady, and I found out that she was a very dedicated one, as well.

Mr. Beebe, the superintendent of schools, had assured us that the school district would cooperate in any way possible with our plans.  They agreed to fill our need for a stage, all the chairs we needed, backdrops, lighting, any sound equipment we needed, tables, and the use of colored paper and decoration supplies from the school.  (We kept a list of what we used and paid the school district back for it.)  The school district maintenance crew even hauled most of it over for us from Crow.  They painted the gymnasium, inside and out–even the basketball backboards, and had the school grounds immaculate for us.

When the stage was brought over from the high school, Helen Gleason, her son and daughter, Randy and Lil, and Lil’s boyfriend, Shawn Stanturf, all spent days decorating the stage, backdrops, and gymnasium.  In the beginning, they covered the stage with colored paper which we asked them to remove because of the hazard it would present when the dancers, especially, were on stage.  When they removed it, we could see why they had covered it.  The stage was stained, unpainted wood and could only be described as “ugly”.  It was later remedied, however, when Lloyd Counts saw it and offered to get permission from Mr. Beebe to paint it.  When he got that permission, Lloyd did the painting, himself.

During some of the rehearsals that were taking place the last two weeks before the celebration, the decorations would occasionally get torn or scuffed, and Helen and crew would fix them back up without complaint.  When pasting lettering on the large Centennial sign behind the stage, Randy accidentally pasted two “n’s” after the “Ce” instead of after the “te” in the word “Centennial”.  The mistake wasn’t discovered until after the sign was completed.  He spent one whole afternoon the next day cutting out the letters again and re-doing the whole sign rather than patch it.

Bob Adams relieved my first concern about the sound system, by offering to let us use his personal system which was an excellent one.  We discovered later, we couldn’t have done without him.  Each act needed a different type of microphone and set up which he took care of entirely for us not only for Friday’s show, but for Saturday and Sunday, as well.

Sharon Malcolm suggested that we use spotlights on Friday night, too, and it was she that arranged for the use of the school district’s light system and for Brad Hayes to do our lighting for us.

As for the entertainment, my original idea was to have a number of acts and end the show with an old fashioned sing-a-long, but as it turned out, there wasn’t enough time for more than one song at the end.  Our concern was that we didn’t want the show to end much later than 9:30 p.m. as the P.T.C. had scheduled a pie social afterwards and we didn’t want to spoil their plans by making our show too late for people to want to stay and have pie and coffee.

My first hope was to hire the McKenzie Touring Company–a comical barbershop quartet to perform that night.  Another hopeful was Rhys Thomas from Crow who is a professional juggler and comedian.  The McKenzie Touring Co. wasn’t able to make it and neither were the only other two quartets in the county.  So, that took care of our hopes for a barbershop quartet.  Rhys Thomas, it was determined, wasn’t able to come, either because he was planning to move to Washington that weekend.

Knowing what a good voice Tracy Drullinger has, I asked her if she would be willing to sing for us.  She accepted for a $25 fee.

Elda Lowman, a former teacher and principal at the Lorane Elementary School, also agreed to do a skit for the program, and Emma Belle Johnson said that she would do some readings for us.

At about that time, I decided that I needed some help with the vaudeville show–some ideas on who I could get to help make it a quality show.  I asked Sharon Malcolm and Linda Hughes.  Both were eager to help.  After some discussion, we decided to ask a senior citizen’s group in Coos Bay if they would be willing to put on their “revue”–a show that we understood was exceptionally good.  All of the acts were performed by senior citizens who did everything from song and dance to a fake striptease.

After three phone calls, I got in touch with a lady who said that she could probably get us enough acts to fill in an hour time slot–which would have been perfect.  But, after a couple of weeks of waiting to hear for sure, she notified us that they wouldn’t be able to do it that particular weekend after all.

Our spirits were really beginning to droop by then.  I then contacted a comedy-juggling-song and dance act which Rhys Thomas had recommended.  They said that they would perform for us for $110, but they did not have a videotape of their act which we could view.  For that amount of money, we were reluctant to hire them sight unseen, so we held off while we did some further looking.

In the meantime, I received a call from another lady in North Bend who was part of the Senior Revue that we lost out on.  She said that she was also a member of a clogging club, and that she could get some members of her group to perform for us if we wanted them.  They took donations of anywhere between $50 and $75.  We decided that that was the way to go, so we hired them.

We felt we still needed one more act.  I contacted a gentleman in Monroe who did whistling and bird calls, but he wasn’t available.  He had a lady call me who was a puppeteer.  She had just been on the Johnny Carson Show the week before and would perform for us for $100.

About the same time, I discovered that a Lorane resident, Ron Thomas, was a talent agent.  After talking to him, he suggested that we contact Chick Whitten, a ragtime pianist, who would probably work for us for $50 for as long as we needed him.

After some discussion, Sharon, Linda, and I decided that this was the way to go, and we arranged for Mr. Whitten to join the show.  That gave us a very full schedule, but one we felt would entertain the audience sufficiently that they wouldn’t mind if we went over the time allotment by ten or fifteen minutes.

The schedule allotted 15 minutes for the masters of ceremonies to open the show and to introduce the court.  Then we gave Emma Belle and Elda 10 minutes each.  They were to be followed by the Booher Family Band for 15 minutes, and Tracy Drullinger for 10 minutes.  We would then take a 10 minute intermission and proceed to the Ocean Pacific Cloggers for 15 minutes, followed by Chick Whitten for another 15.  We would then close out with the Gowings for 15 or 20 minutes, and the finale (which I thought of only a couple of weeks before the show) would be Vicki Adams singing “God Bless America” with the audience joining her in the last chorus.  There would then be a few short announcements to make people aware of the early morning activities on Saturday.

About a week before the Centennial, the Booher Family Band found it necessary to cancel out of the vaudeville show on Friday night.  They were very sorry, but it couldn’t be helped.  They did agree, however to stay for several hours on Saturday afternoon when it was discovered that we were having trouble finding entertainment then.  They had only been scheduled for one hour on Saturday.  This turned out to be less of a disaster than I first imagined.  It gave us a little more leeway on Friday night, as our schedule was not quite so packed, and, as it turned out, all my hopes for a variety of entertainments on Saturday were dashed.

My vision was to have square dancers, Indian dancers, old-time fiddlers, the school band, and possibly, the Elmira High School’s dance team doing their dances and music throughout Saturday afternoon in the gym.  As it turned out, Jean Thompson was not able to come up with a caller for square dancing.

After what seemed like hundreds of phone calls to as many different people, trying to find a group of local Native Americans to demonstrate some of their dances for us, we were told that there was to be a large pow-wow that particular weekend, and all of the drums would be at the pow-wow.  There could be no dancing without drums.

At the end of the school year, we had been assured by the band teacher, Terry Thompson, of Crow High School, that he could probably get enough school kids together to play for us on Saturday, although he didn’t want to try for marching in the parade as they had no experience or equipment for that.  We were to contact him at least a couple of weeks before the Centennial.  Many of the kids began coming to me a month before the celebration, asking if Mr. Thompson had contacted me, yet.  They were really looking forward to participating.  We all agreed that we would all try getting in touch with him, as none of us had had any luck.  No one answered the phone at the number listed in the book.  We figured that Mr. Thompson was on vacation.  After a week or more of calling, each of us managed to find out that the number we had been calling was the wrong Terry Thompson, and by the time we had the right number, the right Terry Thompson was on vacation.  When we finally did get in touch with him, it was only about a week before the Centennial, and he had already made other arrangements.  (He was also a minister and had scheduled two weddings for that day–Saturday, August 8th)  When we asked if he would be willing to work with the kids during the week before the celebration, he didn’t feel he would have the time.  There were some very disappointed kids.–Me, too.

Earlier, I had contacted the Elmira dance team who did a cute can-can routine, but discovered that they would be unable to come for that weekend.  Our own Crow High School dance team had not practiced for months, and would have been willing to work on it, but over half of their group had either moved away (two had been exchange students from Mexico) or were going to be away on vacation for the weekend.  So, my list of entertainments quickly dwindled down to the Booher Family Band who did a fine job.

I also wished to have a variety of crafts being demonstrated in the gym on Saturday afternoon.  I contacted Beth Booth who enthusiastically agreed to bring her spinning wheel.  She also brought a friend who also spun wool.

Charlotte Mitchell agreed to come in for awhile to work on her china painting, too.

Karen Pidgeon had planned to demonstrate her artwork, too, but our weekend coincided with an art show displaying Karen’s work at the Eugene Hilton Hotel, so she was unable to attend.  She did, however, agree to leave several of her wildlife paintings/pen & ink drawings with us to be displayed in the gym.    Also displayed were three paintings by Alix Mosieur, a Lorane artist, who specializes in American Indian art.  All three were portraits of regal Indian chiefs.  One was a watercolor and the other two were oil paintings.

Also displayed were three paintings done by another Lorane lady, Carolyn Mathiesen.  Her paintings were award-winning landscapes.

Doug Caudle had planned to come and demonstrate his whittling skills, but was not able to make it.

I had also talked to a man who did glass-blowing, but he never got back to me and evidently had prior commitments.

As it turned out, the spinning wheels and the china painting demonstrations were adequate and gave those who were interested a chance to watch and ask questions.

My weak point in the organization of the Centennial activities was in the communication with my contest and game chairmen.  All were people I knew could handle everything without my help, but the one foul-up during the activities that I regret is the mix-up in communications between Larry Wilson and myself.  I had scheduled the greased pig contest at 4:00 p.m. for Saturday, but apparently either did not get the information to Larry, or he forgot.  (Things were so hectic for both of us by that time that it could have been either way.)  So, the contest was held at 1:00 p.m. instead of 4:00 p.m., and there were a lot of disappointed kids who had signed up to participate.

By the time I had an idea of the type of activities we were planning, it was time to make up a schedule.  A temporary schedule was made up and inserted in all of the Sawdust & Cider books that were distributed in April.  By the first part of May, I designed a brochure listing the times and places of all the events and the activities planned by the various participating organizations.  Each organization paid a $10.00 “advertising” fee to be included in the brochure to help offset the printing.  We had 1000 brochures printed first.  They were distributed in stores and businesses in the area, and many were mailed out with Old-timers picnic mailings and reunion mailings by private parties.  By the time those were gone, there was still a demand for them, and a second printing of 500 was ordered.  We ran out of those before the Centennial, also, so revisions were made regarding a few of the times and we dropped the advertising of the horse-drawn shuttle service.  Just before the celebration, another 500 were printed and carefully rationed for those who would want them during the Centennial.

My job as the co-publicity chairman with Lou Dell was helped by the fact that we were getting a lot of publicity on the book about the same time, and we were able to combine the two whenever anything was mentioned in the newspapers or elsewhere.

A large article, written by Mike Thoele, appeared in the Eugene Register-Guard in September of 1986, on the writing of Sawdust & Cider, and mention was made of the coming Centennial.  The word was officially out.

In February, the Ruralite magazine published by the electric cooperatives in about five northwest states ran an article on the book, too.  We even made the cover with that one.  It, too, alerted several people who otherwise wouldn’t have heard about the upcoming Centennial.  It was distributed to people in Alaska, Washington, Idaho, Montana, and Oregon.

The West Lane News in Veneta ran a two-page feature story on the book and the Centennial in May and again in August just before the Centennial.  They provided excellent coverage and pictures of the actual celebration as well.

Paul Ertelt of the Cottage Grove Sentinel wrote an article complete with pictures for the Nugget edition included in the Sentinel’s Bohemia Days paper in July, and wrote a shorter article before the Centennial in early August.  He also covered the actual festivities.

Ed Kenyon of the Register-Guard contacted me a month or two before the Centennial and wanted to do another article on the Centennial and the book.  At first he was going to write a book review, but decided, instead to write two separate articles–one on the book, and one on the celebration.  He gave us excellent coverage with his articles, including a schedule, in July, and ran one or two updates just before the celebration.

All three newspapers and all three local television stations attended the school’s birthday party held on May 27, 1987.  Carroll Noel asked Lou Dell and I to do the publicity on that, too, and we had a terrific turnout.  All three television newscasts were videotaped by various members of the community “for posterity”.

We didn’t concentrate on alerting the television stations for the actual celebration.  Our main goal was to get the word out to those who would be interested in coming, instead of reporting on it afterwards.  We knew, too, that we were competing with two other local celebrations on that weekend–one in Cottage Grove and one in Creswell–and the Junction City Scandinavian Festival was to be held the following weekend followed by the Lane County Fair.  So, the media was pretty well saturated by “events” and we didn’t expect as much actual coverage by the Register-Guard and the t.v. stations.

KUGN AM/FM Radio station gave us a lot of publicity, as they were actually involved.  When I called Bill Barrett, their morning “on-air personality” on May 27, 1987 to tell him that it was Lorane’s birthday, he conned me into singing “Happy Birthday” to Lorane with him on the air after a short interview.  As it turned out, the duet turned out to be my solo performance over the airwaves when he left the chore entirely to me, explaining later that his equipment wouldn’t allow for both of us to sing at the same time–it had to be either the phone or his microphone.  I’ve known Bill for quite some time, so I told him that I’d get even some day.  He was one of the people we had asked to be our vaudeville M.C., but he was unable to attend.  He gave us a good deal of publicity, however, in the days just before the celebration.

So did Bob Bosche, who was our M.C.  I have known him for several years, also.  Tim Fox, who was scheduled to come with Bob, wanted to interview me on the radio the day of the vaudeville show, but luckily I couldn’t be found.  It made it nice to have friends on the airwaves going to bat for us.  We couldn’t have asked for better publicity from them.

I have said this before and I will continue saying it.  I have been given a lot of credit for this celebration, but I guess maybe I was the most visible person involved.  In truth, the success of the event cannot be attributed to any one person.  Many, many people worked on every aspect imaginable to make this Centennial a memorable one.  Not all were even connected with our community, but most were.  Because so many people were willing to share the load, no one person had to carry more than he or she could bear.  And because of this, we were all able to enjoy the “fruits of our labors”.

My hope is that the people of Lorane in 2087 will have the success and cooperative effort that we have had in 1987.  And we hope that the pages contained herewith will help them to organize Lorane’s second Centennial celebration, and make it one of the best.  We wish to have the tradition carried on.