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The Lorane Historian – Volume 1 Issue 2; November 8, 1993

Lorane Historian Volume 1 Issue 2 - headerMORE MEMORIES

By Maxwell S. Doty
(continued from Last Issue)

Dating the Lorane Orchards packing house construction: Harvey Currin (married to W.W. Jackson’s eldest daughter) hired my father to build the packing house on the upper side of the territorial road. As a young man of perhaps 5 or so, I “helped” put the tar paper roof on it. So, it was in the early 1920’s and perhaps five years after the Currins had moved from south of Drain (from a large apple orchard) to the Lorane Orchard. So, this construction must have been done in the first half of the 1920’s. My feeling is that it was after all Doty’s had moved away for the Lorane Valley.

Is Stony Point essentially at the north end of the Siuslaw Valley as determined by Farman and Hawley Creeks? That is, north of the old William Hawley ranch and a mile or so north of the old Scott Jackson place? If so, then the north side of Stony Point slopes steeply down to the headwaters or a branch of Coyote Creek? Up this latter was the first Scott Jackson ranch, perhaps a homestead. It appears a road now runs through it to Creswell. I hauled gravel from Eugene and graveled that road up as far as the site of a sawmill on the Jackson place…and worked in that sawmill…but that is another story for sure. Over the ridge, to the south and, thus, sloping into Lorane Valley was a large farm owned by a Charles Emery. I worked there, too.

I’m confused about “Stony Point” for getting up out of the Long Tom (Coyote Creek) drainage in going to Eugene, some miles further north was a long climb up around a “Stony Point”. This was, upon leaving the Lorane Valley, on the right fork of the road, the left fork of which led to Crow and so on. From this Stony Point, one looked down from the cliff side road onto a fair-sized valley, probably Fox Hollow. From here on into Eugene, roads seem to have changed greatly: they don’t match with my next northern quadrangle or, for that matter, my memory, either.

Where is Gillespie Corners? I think I used to know about 60+ years ago when the “water grade” road was put in that bypassed the hill on which “downtown” Lorane sat. (Editor’s note: I believe he is thinking of the “corner” where Old Lorane Road meets Territorial Road, just north of Lorane.)

George Buddington was a real friend to us kids. In addition to reciting or reading us poetry, he made very long shavings in his carpentry shop out back and adorned our ears with them as “long curly hair”. Many, many of the names of people in your delightful book are well known to me, but who they were or what they were, I no longer know. Through high school, we lived on a ranch out Eugene’s West 11th Street; father, H.M. Doty, became deathly ill, so I went into the Civilian Conservation Corps for a year during which he died. After that year, I went to the University of Oregon. The ranch was sold. Mother moved to town.

(Regarding frontispieces (photos) across from Introductory page in Sawdust & Cider..)…Who now lives in the big white house on the right in the middle photo?…or at that place? It also shows in the top photo. I think I remember remnants of the grandstand showing in the bottom photo. This would have been in the 1920’s, some years later after the Siuslaw Road was put in.

This lowest photo of the Frontispiece must have been taken before the Siuslaw Road was begun. In doing so, they apparently got rock from a little point of high land that protruded toward the camera from a cut made for the road. I remember climbing the remaining rocks, and looking up to see what Phyllis Addison and, perhaps Virginia, were doing, I fell off backwards, lit on my head, and was stunned, out cold, for a while.

Do you know when the Siuslaw Road was begun? It was years before the water grade road beginning from opposite the Territorial Road ran in a broad curve generally bordering the creek (or Siuslaw River) to the Cottage Grove Road, across it and a mile northward to where it rejoined Territorial Road.

Do you have any record of who lived in the house on the southwest corner of the junction of the Siuslaw Road and the Territorial Road? I’m interested in the period of ca 1907 to 1922. Any information on where H.M. Doty lived during 1908 through ca 1921 (when he and family moved to Eugene) would be appreciated. Or, for that matter, what he or my mother did those years, etc.

My last visit there, on a drive through in ca 1987, revealed two blackberry patches just on the Cottage Grove side of the little bridge at the bottom of Lorane hill on the Cottage Grove Road. They were favorite haunts of we kids who used to pick blackberries in them 60 to 70 years ago.


Lorane Library signTHE LORANE LIBRARY: a Community Effort

By Pat Edwards

The thirst for knowledge, relaxation, and expanding one’s horizons does not halt at the boundaries of metropolitan, or so-called “cultural”, areas. This has been evidenced in Lorane by the amount of interest shown in the various libraries that have been provided for the community over the years. During most of the past 20 years there has been some type of library available for those who read for enjoyment or are seeking ways of making their lives simpler and more productive. At one time, community members set up a free library in a previously unused room of the Lorane Elementary School. A book drive was conducted, and the room was filled to capacity. Volunteers kept it running until sometime in the 1970’s when the room was needed for a classroom. Later, the Lane County Bookmobile made semi-weekly runs to the area until the budget crunch hit Lane County and the Bookmobile was discontinued

Friend of the Library, Barbara Dare, and "browser;" 1993

Friend of the Library, Barbara Dare, and “browser;” 1993

Thanks to Viki Meyer and a sizeable group of supporters, Lorane once again has its own community library. When Viki moved to Lorane in 1990, she had a desire to make a contribution to her new home. The method of doing so was presented to her when she decided to obtain a library card from the Eugene City Library. When she discovered that it would cost her $60 annually, she became determined to see if she could round up support for an on-site and affordable library for the people of Lorane.

In researching the idea, Viki discovered that there were small collections of books in the Grange, Rebekah’s, and at the Lorane Famly Store that were seldom being used.  She spread the word around the community about her interest, and found that many others were willing to support her idea to establish an actual library.  When he heard of it, Jim Kelly, who, at theBook clipart time, owned the Lorane General Store, offered the use of the garage adjacent to his store as a site for the library.  Donna and Bernie Moulton built the shelves, and those attending a community party painted the building.  Once the physical preparations were finished, a call for books was made via word-of-mouth, newspaper, and television coverage.  Books began coming in from all parts of the country.  Well over 6,000 books have been collected so far, with over 2,000 in storage at Mel Keep’s until a larger place can be found for them.  Bob and Fran Balmer, the present owners of the Lorane General Store have continued to allow them use of the building.

The Friends of the Library who have contributed their time and energies on a regular basis include Alix Mosieur, Barbara Dare, Peter Crawford, and Curt Mitchell.  Those who have agreed to be on call are Barbara Robertson, Connie Clark, Sandy Maxwell, Norman Hammar, Richard Miller, and Pete Gass.  Approximately 200 families have registered, so far.

There are no fees charged to those using the library, and according to Viki, “we have a library that is good for research, information, and entertainment.”  The current hours are: Wednesdays, 4:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m.; Saturdays, 12:00 noon to 2:00 p.m.; and by appointment.  Viki says, “We have a good little library and we could use a few more helpers on a regular basis so that we can open again on Thursdays.  We accept all donations, and what we can’t use, we sell or pass along.”

Please give Viki a call at 942-5424 if you are willing to contribute time or books to a very worthwhile community effort.  Regardless of what type of education or interests each of us have, we can all benefit by what Viki and the Friends of the Library have been able to accomplish so far.  Let’s support them in anyway possible

And, to quote Viki, “Good reading to all!”


From the Editor…

Something that I have discovered since beginning The Lorane Historian, is that people are reluctant to tell me anything that might seem like “bragging.” One of the goals of this newsletter is to stress the positive in the community. I want to provide a forum for expressing the pride we have in ourselves and our families. If the historians, 100 years from now, want to “dig up the dirt” that is tucked in the corners of our lives, then that is their right. But in this day and age of so much negativism, I want to point out that there is something special about each of us, and we need to acknowledge it, not only to ourselves, but to each other as well. If you’re proud of your family, an accomplishment, a talent, anything in which you genuinely take pride, whether it be that your children have done something special, or you can grow white cauliflower, or your chocolate chip cookies won a prize at the county fair, or you have withstood hardship and triumphed, etc.– then, I want to write about it.

Sure, our community has its share of the problems of the world, but I sincerely believe that even the most negative among us has positive qualities, as well, and I don’t want anyone to feel that they should withhold something because it might be considered “bragging.” Let’s express our honest pride — I don’t mean the false boastful kind that comes from personal insecurities, but the kind that can only build self-esteem and respect. There should be no shame in that.


Family Portrait

Mike and Linda Jenks

By Pat EdwardsMike and Linda Jenks

Mike and Linda Jenks have some advice for new people moving into the community who want to meet their neighbors but don’t quite know how…invite them to a field fire! About 2 days after moving to Lorane 23 years ago, a horse knocked over their electric fence, starting a grass field fire. A telephone installer spotted the fire and called it in. Their neighbor, Mark Annett, arrived to help, followed closely by a Western Lane truck being driven by Jim Rothauge. Joe Brewer soon arrived to disk a fire break around the fire, and others pitched in to extinguish it before it got out of control. The Jenks took some good-natured teasing from people in the community who claimed that they probably started the fire in order to get to know their neighbors. Linda is quick to point out that “we learned quickly how the neighbors in Lorane pitch in to help each other in times of need. This hasn’t changed.”

Mike and Linda (Bartgis) Jenks were both born in California…he in Long Beach and she in Los Angeles. They were married in 1962 in Downey, California. Mike had just been discharged from the U.S. Navy when he was offered training and a job with IBM. They lived in California for the first seven years of their marriage while being transferred for several months at a time to a variety of locations during Mike’s training period. He attended IBM schooling in San Jose, California, Rochester, Minnesota, and Poughkeepsie and Kingston, New York while they lived in Saugerties and Wappingers Falls, New York, respectively.

During that time, two children were born to them. Colleen, age 30, was born in Downey. She is now in her 9th year of teaching high school English after graduating from Oregon State University. She is currently at Wahtonka High School in The Dalles.

Mark, age 27, was born in Kingston, New York. He is presently a Captain in the U.S. Air Force stationed at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base in Ohio. He also graduated from Oregon State University where he had an ROTC scholarship.

They eventually moved from California to Longmont, Colorado where Mike was transferred. They lived there for a year. According to Linda, “we were in Colorado when IBM was ready to send us back to the Los Angeles area. We had always wanted to live in a small rural community.” Mike and Mark travelled to Oregon to check out a position that was open with IBM in Salem. What they saw, they liked. When Mike applied for a transfer to Oregon, he was awarded a position in Eugene where he worked until his retirement in 1991.

“We arrived in Eugene on the 6th day of July, 1970, and started looking for a house with some acreage. We looked at about four farms around the area, and after eight days, put our earnest money on the Brewer’s 65-acre farm on south Territorial Road, says Mike.” (The house that they chose for their future home was built by the Addison family over 100 years ago. More of its history can be found in Sawdust & Cider; A History of Lorane, Oregon and the Siuslaw Valley.) “We didn’t really know anything about the area or the people, but we did like the house and land. After looking back on the 23 years that we have lived here, we don’t think there is any place in Oregon that we would rather live than Lorane.”

Mike laughs when he tells of the day that he and Linda placed their earnest money down on the farm. After leaving, they talked of how beautiful the house was and that the white picket fence around the front yard really set it off. When they went back to see it the next day, they discovered that there never was a white picket fence at all. “Oh, how the mind can play tricks on you!”

After they settled in Lorane, another child arrived. Ewing was born in the Cottage Grove Hospital almost 22 years ago. He is presently attending his 4th year of college classes at Oregon State University. (The Jenks raised a family of Beavers!) All three of their children graduated from Crow High School where Colleen was valedictorian and Mark the salutatorian of their classes.

Mike is now retired from IBM and is a full-time farmer. (Neither he or Linda believe that “retired” is an appropriate word to describe him.) He had a variety of jobs before his stint in the Navy including newspaper boy and working in the oil fields. He’s presently a volunteer fireman and enjoys such hobbies as metal working, computers (naturally), photography, electronics, woodworking, and farming.

Linda has been a homemaker since Colleen was born. Before that, she was a registered nurse. Linda loves teaching “Bible Club” Release-Time to Grades K-3, and has been teaching it for over 15 years. She says, “It isn’t long compared to the many years that Lorena Mitchell, who teaches the upper grades, has been teaching!” Another thing that Linda loves is doing all kinds of handwork. Her specialty is tatting and she has adorned some beautiful pieces with it. Linda also headed the Lorane Centennial quilt project, and it was mainly through her efforts and supervision that the community quilt became a reality. She also loves to garden and has a large vegetable and flower garden to tend.

Both Mike and Linda are long-time members of the Lorane Grange. In the past, they have been actively involved in Lorane P.T.C., Lorane 4-H, Crow High School Booster Club, and the Lorane Centennial Committee, as well.

Linda said, “As you can see by where we have lived, we have traveled across the U.S.A. a few times! The most fun that we have had was on vacation one summer in a houseboat with my parents on the Sacramento River. Michael was always doing things to keep it lively–like throwing mops overboard and almost getting us run down by a freighter.” Their last family vacation consisted of camping out in tents for 3 weeks while visiting friends on a dairy farm in Wisconsin.

The Jenks are the type of family that represent the backbone of the Lorane community. Whenever there is an activity that requires community participation, they are always there. Whenever there is a community need, they are willing to contribute. They are always busy, but never too busy to give of themselves. It’s that willingness on the part of families like the Jenks that make Lorane the special place that it is.


SAWDUST & CIDER CORRECTIONS AND ADDITIONS

Editor’s note: The following excerpts are from a letter from Frances R. Anderson that was written to Nancy, Marna, and I in 1987, following the publication of Sawdust & Cider. The portions in italics are my responses to her concerns.

I’ve recently finished reading the “labor of love” you, Marna Hing, and Nancy O’Hearn have so ably provided the rest of us. All of you are to be congratulated for your fine work which surely will be considered a valuable addition to anyone’s collection of local history. And, again, thank you for undertaking the task.

However, my appreciation of your book is being tempered somewhat by the ‘ghost’ of my mother (Winnefred Currin Anderson) whose memories and those of her sister (Ruth Currin Spaniol) did not and do not square with those of your book in four different instances. Our passion for historical accuracy prompts the following additions and corrections and are in no way intended as criticism of the book itself. These modifications would be especially important to consider in the event you initiate any sort of follow-up project:

(1) In the discussion of the Addison family (page 28), you speak of the marriage of Blaine C. Addison and Maud Jackson and throughout the remainder of the book Aunt Maud is referred to as “Maud G. (Mrs. Blaine Addison)” (page 33) or as Maud Jackson Addison–all of which may leave your more genealogically-minded readers with a false impression. Following a divorce from Blaine, Aunt Maud married John (Jack) Crawford in 1930, moved to California, and died there in the 1940’s.

(A member of Maud and Blaine’s immediate family provided the information which was used. She read the copy which appeared in the book before it went to the publisher and apparently did not feel that it was necessary to discuss the divorce. (You will note that I did mention in the book that Blaine lived by himself for the last several years that he was in Lorane).

(2) On Page 33, you refer to the four Jackson (W.W. and Della) children, including Helen who is further identified as Mrs. Herbert M. Doty. Aunt Helen married Mr. Doty around 1910 and later they adopted a son, Max. In the Doty family biographical account (page 30) there is no reference to Aunt Helen or Max, and I believe there should be.

Just before the book was ready to go to press, I reviewed it to see if I had left any big gaps. One which I found was the absence of much information on the Doty family except for brief references to their lumber mill in the Lane County Directory; the house fire which destroyed not only their home, but the Grange records, as well; and records that they owned part of the Lucas Donation Land Claim according to Bob and Marna Hing’s property abstract. I felt that there should be more than that on the family as they appeared to have been a fairly prominent family in the area for some time. We were never contacted by any Doty family members, nor did we know of anyone to contact for an actual history of the family. For two years, we distributed questionnaires to anyone who would take them, to be filled out and returned to us so that we would be able to have factual information on each of the families. Because of the vast number of families who lived in the Lorane area over a 150-year period, there was no way that we could try to trace descendants of each one, and so we were relying on them to contact us, or by following leads given to us by others. No one ever emerged as a Doty family informant, so I had to go with what we had.

(3) In speaking of the King family (page 52), you write of two teachers, Kay West and Mae Masterson, who in 1936 are reported to have lived with the Currin Family. These women may well have lived on Lorane Orchard Road, but the likelihood of their having lived with the Currins is remote. Ruth Currin Spaniol has no knowledge of her parents ever taking in boarders and tells me that H.W. and Laura Jackson Currin were no longer living in the area in 1936, having left in 1934 or 1935 at the latest.

Kay West King Smith was the lady who provided me with the information about living with the Currin family. In her letter to us dated December 1, 1986, she wrote, “When I first came to Lorane to teach, I lived with Mr. & Mrs. Currin in a large brown house above the pear orchard. The high school teacher, Mae Masterson, lived with me and she had a Model A Ford which we drove over weekends…”

(4) Your reference to the introduction of Scotch Broom to the Lorane area by the Currin family (page 151) seems unnecessarily argumentative. We do not know your source for this information (you’ve chosen to use that uncertain phrase “It is believed…”), but we do know you did not talk to the only people (H.W. and Laura Jackson Currin) who might have been able to confirm or deny your suggestion. Both have been dead for over 20 years. Surely you did not intend to end an otherwise credible chapter with a 60-year old rumor. Your book, your readers, and the Currin family deserve better. In any case, as most of us know, Scotch Broom has long been common throughout Western Oregon and only blind chance can account for it’s possible absence in the Lorane area prior to the 1920’s. It was really only a matter of time before the shrub made it’s appearance in your community and no human assistance would have been necessary.

If I had known that this would have caused embarrassment to the family, I wouldn’t have included it. The formula I used when I wasn’t sure if I would use an item or not was…”would I want it to be written about my family”. After spending many years in researching my own family history, I have always been excited about finding a bit of information about my family which made it stand out a little from all of the others whose members seemingly were always farmers who owned so many acres of land in Illinois or Kentucky, had large families and went to the Methodist Church. In this case, bringing in the Scotch Broom, I felt, was a very reasonable thing to do if one didn’t know what a culprit it would eventually become. It’s a beautiful shrub when it’s in bloom. If your family was, indeed, the one that brought it to the Lorane Valley for the first time, there should be no shame attached to it. They didn’t try to do anything other than beautify their yard. To me, it was a humorous account. There was no shame or illegality involved…We were told about it by someone who lived all of his life in the area and is past retirement age now. His father reportedly told him that the Currin family introduced it to the area. We have heard the same from others, so I felt safe in saying “it is believed…”. We should have checked on this with a member of your family to see if there was some sensitivity pertaining to it. I am sorry that we did not, and if there is a Part II to Sawdust & Cider, I’ll try to rectify it.

Aside from the aforementioned points, the over-all quality of Sawdust and Cider is excellent, and I wish you equal success with future publications.

Thank you, Mrs. Anderson ,for caring enough to write. Your comments have been taken in the light that they were intended.


It's Our Business logoAre you toying with the idea of selling a piece of property that you no longer want to pay taxes on? Or, is your home no longer big enough to contain your growing family?  Maybe the house is now much too large for a family whose young ones have declared their independence and have left to build their own lives? On the other hand, maybe you want to finally find that very special home of your own so that you can begin paying taxes instead of rent? If so, Lorane is fortunate to have two qualified and dedicated residential realtors among its residents.

LINDA SCHAFER, RealtorLinda Schafer business card

Linda Schafer, a relatively new member to the Lorane community, would like to help you in your real estate goals. Linda, who bought Jim and Pauline Sudut’s mobile home and 15-acres at the top of Stony Point in July of 1992, is a licensed realtor who specializes in rural properties and wishes to work for her neighbors in the Lorane area.
Linda lived in Cottage Grove all of her life before moving to Lorane, and it has always been a special dream of hers to move to the Lorane area where she could ride and raise her horses. She has always lived on a ranch and is a member of the Quarter Horse Association, the Paint Horse Association, the Shorthorn Breeders Association, and now, the Lorane Grange.  Besides her love for horses, Linda’s other interests include sports, snow skiing, and plays. She also likes to knit, sew, and work in her garden. Before becoming a realtor, Linda worked in the medical profession.

She has two adult sons, Jeff Elliott, age 26, who lives in Seattle, and Chris, age 25, who is married and lives in Eugene.  Both graduated from Cottage Grove High School and the University of Oregon.

When asked what she likes most about Lorane, Linda lists her neighbors first. These include Arnie and Helen Christofferson, James and Christine Whitmire, Beth Booth, and Chris and Katie Bartels.  Next on her list is the terrain and beautiful valley.  Says Linda, “I never want to leave it!  I love it!”

SHARON MALCOLM, Realtor

Being a “country girl” at heSharon Malcolm business cardart and having lived in the country most of her life, it only seemed natural to Sharon Malcolm that when she entered the real estate profession, she specialize in what she knew and loved.

After working for some years as a bus driver for the Crow-Applegate-Lorane School District, Sharon  was awarded her real estate license in 1990.  Since then, she has worked with Rams Realty, Inc. out of their Eugene office. “I love showing and selling country property. I have a good knowledge of zoning laws and have found it valuable for my clients.  I give 100% to all of my clients and friends whether they are buying or selling.”

Sharon, her husband, Bruce, and their children, James Everett and Ashley Louise, live at 79555 Fire Road, where Bruce’s family has lived for over 43 years (see “Schuger family in Sawdust & Cider). Their neighbors on Fire Road include Jim and Judie Brantley, Corky White, Ron and Marla Norton, Clint and Sandy Rhodes, and Mike and Nancy Dresser.

Sharon has been involved in various community activities, most centering around her family’s interests, including Lorane P.T.A. and the Crow Booster Club.

The Malcolms enjoy camping, swimming, and traveling. They love Lorane and its feeling of community. When asked what she thought would make it a better place to live, Sharon said, “straighten out a couple of curves”, and her advice to the teenagers in the area includes “drive carefully, enjoy life, and get a good education.” That’s good advice for all of us.


The Lorane Historian – Volume 1 Issue 1; October 4, 1993

Lorane Historian Vol1Iss1 headerTHE LORANE HISTORIAN MAKES ITS DEBUT
By Pat Edwards

I frequently have been asked in the years since Sawdust and Cider; A History of Lorane, Oregon and the Siuslaw Valley was published whether I would consider writing a sequel at some point.  I have always said that I would like to, because I thoroughly enjoyed writing the original with the help of Nancy O’Hearn and Marna Hing.  But, my life is full of other activities–mainly grandchildren and my job–right now, and I’m not sure that I would have the time to do a proper job of writing another book at this point.

Instead, I would like to start a newsletter.  It will include bits of history that have not been covered in Sawdust…, interviews with interesting residents of the community, features on new families and businesses in the area, activity announcements, school news, editorial comments, and yes, even letters to the editor.  In order to make this newsletter a success, however, I will need to get input and written contributions from members of the community.   There are questionnaires available at the Lorane Family Store that I would like each family in Lorane to fill out.  For those who have lived in the area for more than a year, I’d like you to complete the Family Portraits/Portraits form; for those new to the area, there is the New Kids on the Block form; and for those who are conducting a business in Lorane, I would like you to complete the It’s Our Business form.  All submissions and forms should be returned to the store.

Since this is a beginning project, I will print newsletters as often as I have the material to include.  My goal is to publish it at least monthly…and who knows, maybe at some point we can do it weekly.  This issue will be free.  I ask, however, that you take only one per family.  You may xerox them if you like. Future editions will have a nominal charge to cover printing costs and, if applicable, postage costs.  The purpose, for me, is not to make a profit, but to regain touch with my friends and community members whom I don’t see or talk to often enough, and to keep our area’s history alive for future generations.

Where we go from here depends on how The Lorane Historian is received by the community.  I hope that you will support this project with your suggestions and written contributions.  In doing so, we will all benefit.


MEMORIES OF LORANE
By Maxwell S. Doty, (address not disclosed)

Editor’s note: Maxwell Doty is the grandson of Reuben Doty who settled in the Lorane area in approximately 1874.  Excerpts of a letter he wrote to me in 1990 remarking on information contained in our book, Sawdust & Cider; A History of Lorane, Oregon and the Siuslaw Valley make up this article.

Reubin Doty was a well known circuit  rider; in fact, he moved his family to Lorane from Eola, which was a progressive little town a few miles west of Salem on Route 22, to provide “needed” proselytizing…

After perhaps about 1920, Blaine Addison worked with W.W. Jackson in running the latter’s store.  Before 1927 when W.W. Jackson died, and my visits to Lorane were terminated, there were then three major buildings in a row: Jackson’s store on the southeast corner of the intersection of Territorial Road and Cottage Grove Road, followed by the big white Jackson family residence, and then a bungalow built by or for Blaine Addison and his wife, Maude Jackson Addison, W.W. Jackson’s youngest daughter (Virginia Durbin’s mother)…

The Ford truck you may speak of as being used for picnic trips down to Siuslaw Falls was driven into a garage area under (the) roadside (at the) south end of the store.  A stairs under a big trap door in the store floor led to it.  Blaine used to drive it to Eugene every Tuesday for supplies for the store, etc.  The W.W. Jackson home is the big white house to the right of the store (see lowest photo opposite introduction page in “Sawdust”), and in between, the oil house and outhouse (together) where the fire probably started.  A trelise-covered walkway, passing in front of the oil house, connected the house to the store.  The trelise was covered either with lilac or wisteria and, before the 1932 fire, my mother brought and planted cuttings of them on a trelise on the front of our farm house out west of Eugene.  This photo must have been taken some years before Blaine and Maude’s bungalow was built still further to the right.

When W.W. Jackson died, Blaine Addison took over the store and operated it.  At that time, I believe he moved his family from the bungalow to the big white house.  It was during this time that Della Jackson (Mrs. W.W.) came to live with us out west Eleventh Street, ca 5 miles west of Eugene’s Chambers Street.  This was on the Crow Stage mail route.  Della Jackson also lived in an apartment in Eugene sometimes, I believe providing a home for various of the younger generation going on to school.  The related Abbey family was close to us too in later years.  “Old Aunt Lib” stayed with us on her perennial rounds of the family: a delightful soul.

To me, the great fire draws a close to an era in Lorane History.  I clearly remember Blaine Addison coming to our house and telling Della Jackson and the rest of us that the store and house had burned down.  It was, as you say, about two weeks before Christmas, 1932. This led to terminating the family’s use of that land between the three main roads.

With my two Addison cousins, we defied superstition and climbed those stairs of what must have been the Modern Woodman of the World lodge building and saw that wooden goat with a wagon-like tongue sticking out its back end and rubber-tired wheels, one on each side. We were scared.  One of your contributor’s tells us that Modern Woodsman initiates had to ride it.

Incidentally, a “fresno” was such as you describe, but the guy on the handle raised the handle to get it to dig into the ground, and the handle was raised still further to get it to dig in, flip forward, and dump the dirt out ahead of itself.  The team pulling it then dragged the fresno back for another load.  The fresno jockey (me, many times) would try to flip the fresno back over quickly enough (via a trailing rope on the end of the handle) so the front sharp end would not dig into the ground and the fresno would drag with its sharpened end pointing slightly upward and not digging in as it was dragged back for another load.  Handling the fresno was an art—practical art, for if it was not done just right, the guy practicing the art could be flipped over, too.

Harvey Currin (married to W.W. Jackson’s eldest daughter) hired my father to build the (Lorane Orchard) packing house on the upper side of the Territorial Road.  As a young man of perhaps 5 or so, I “helped” put the tar paper roof on it.  So it was in the early 1920’s and perhaps 5 years after the Currins had moved from south of Drain (from a large apple orchard) to the Lorane Orchard.  So, this construction must have been done in the first half of the 1920’s.  My feeling is that it was after all the Doty’s had moved away from the Lorane Valley.”

To be Continued in the Next Issue


APPLAUSE…

To Mike Jenks for his willingness to take photographs to be used for the Historian

For Jim Edwards for finishing the Portland Marathon in 4 hours, 15 minutes and 29 seconds!!


Staff boxFROM THE EDITOR…

I’d like to introduce myself to those of you who do not already know me.  I have been the invisible person in the area since I accepted a job with the University of Oregon in the Institute of Neuroscience almost 5 years ago.  My weekdays are filled with my job and my weekends are spent trying to get my house and yard in shape…you know, the usual stuff…dishes, laundry, dust, clutter, etc. that accumulates throughout the week.

My husband, Jim, and I have lived in the area since 1966.  We’ve raised our four kids here and each of them attended the Lorane and Crow schools. We’ve lived in the same house on Lorane Highway, a mile north of Gillespie Corners, all of that time except for a one year period when we rented it out while Jim was working in Corvallis. Our children are all grown now.  We have a son and four daughters (that’s a story in itself) and seven grandchildren. We own the Lorane Family Store which we bought in 1977 from the Mitchell family.  I ran it for the first 8 years while Jim managed several of the Mayfair Markets in the area.  When Mayfair sold their Oregon stores, Jim took a part time position as a meat cutter at the West-Lane Thriftway, and gradually began taking over the management of LFS. When he resigned from the Thriftway position and I found myself demoted to the position of janitor at the store, I began looking for a more challenging position elsewhere. That’s when I accepted a job as secretary for the Institute of Neuroscience at the University of Oregon.  It’s a great job and I love it, but I miss my friends and acquaintances in Lorane.  I’m hoping that this project will at least allow me to keep in touch and to get to know all of the new people who have moved into the area whom I have not yet met.



Seeking Information

On March 12, 1883, in Lane County, my great great grandfather, Alexander Fenwick, died and was subsequently buried in the Lorane Grange Cemetery in that county.  I have been unable to find very much information about Alexander and was hoping that your records might shed some light on him.  All I know is that he was a farmer and that he came to Oregon around 1865.  I believe he lived in Lane County near Siuslaw most of the time.

I would truly appreciate whatever information you might have on him and would be more than happy to reimburse you for time and materials.  Thank you for your attention to my plea.

Janet Flynn
(Mrs. Philip W. Flynn)
Address withheld


BITS AND PIECES OF LORANE’S PAST

John Cryslerman Simpson was married to Jane S. Coulson in Lorane on November 21, 1861.  He was buried in Lorane.
Ben Simpson (born December 1, 1867 in Lorane) married Mellie Beckwith in 1898.(Above information supplied by Vera Swartz, address withheld)

Andrew Jackson Doak married Mary Rebecca McConnel.  They settled in Siuslaw in the mid-1860’s.(Above information supplied by Meredith DeBuse, address withheld, and Norma A. Marks, address withheld)

Thatcher house on South Territorial Road was built by Milo B. Stone who finished it in 1907.  Milo and Ella Stone occupied the house until 1910.


Hing business cardIT’S OUR BUSINESS…
BOB HING CONSTRUCTION

In March of this year, a new business was born in the Lorane area.  One of Lorane’s long-time residents, Bob Hing, established his own construction company, called, appropriately enough, the Bob Hing Construction.  It is located in his home at 79876 Territorial Road in Lorane, and it specializes in roofing, gutters, chain-link fencing, and miscellaneous construction.

Bob brings to the company his 27 years experience working for Sears Roebuck & Co.  When his job at Sears was eliminated, Bob decided to form his own business using the same installers that he had worked with for the past 15 years.

Bob considers the roofer who subcontracts under him to be the best in Lane County.  “He has an excellent reputation in the area and is very much in demand,” relates Bob’s wife, Marna.  “He still hand-nails his roofs instead of stapling them as most of the other roofers in the area do.  He also installs seamless gutters and downspouts.”

The fence installer also does first quality work and happens to be a brother to the roofer.  In the 15 years that Bob has worked with these men, there have been no complaints from their customers.

Bob assures us that his prices are very competitive to those in both Eugene and Cottage Grove.  “We are not the cheapest, or are we the most expensive.”  No one does better quality work, as their very satisfied customers can attest.

Bob and Marna have lived in Lorane for 21 years.  Marna says, “We bought our house 20 years ago and have been renovating it ever since.  Bob has done all of the work, himself.”  But, like the typical husband, when it comes to work at home, there is always something more important to do (like fishing) and “it takes us three times as long to finish an at-home project!”

(Editor’s note: I can sympathize with that…as a grocer’s wife, I get the bruised tomatoes and bread past its prime at home!)


Joe & Barbara BrewerFAMILY PORTRAIT
        Joe and Barbara Brewer

Remember the marvelous, romantic scenes in the old war movies where, with the threat of war brewing, the hero was drafted into the military and on the eve of his getting shipped overseas, the couple scrapped their formal wedding plans in order to get married before he left to fight for his country?  Well, Joe and Barbara (Ostberg)  Brewer, with a couple of changes in the script, managed to live those scenes.  The date was December 3, 1951, and the war was the Korean conflict, already in progress.

Joe was drafted into the Army on January 3, 1951, and following basic training, he and Barbara became engaged.  Soon after, while she was visiting him in Las Cruces, New Mexico, and fearing that he would soon be “shipped out”, they decided to get married before she returned home to Coos Bay, Oregon.  As soon as they  were able to obtain a license, they“rousted out” the minister of a local Christian Church and were married.  In less than 3 weeks after Barbara’s return home, Joe was on his way to Korea to serve with the Korean Military Advisory Group (KMAG).  He spent a full year there, bringing home the regulation hair cut that distinguished the South Koreans and Americans from the North Koreans.  It became Joe’s trademark.

Upon Joe’s return, he and Barbara made their home in Creswell while Joe went to work for Orchard Auto Parts in Eugene and Barbara worked for Gunderson Trucking doing inventory work.  In 1963, after several moves coinciding with the births of their four children, they decided to seek a permanent home in the country where their children, Cheryl (Cheri), Teresa (Terri), Jeff, and Sandra, could grow in a healthy environment.  They traded their town property for a home and 65 acres belonging to Arnold Kast  where Mike and Linda Jenks presently live.  They then bought a 155-acre ranch from Harold Gates, later purchasing an additional 55 acres from Eldon Thompson.  This, their present home on Gowdyville Road, was built by George Schneider.  According to Barbara, “we found a newspaper dated 1887 underneath some wallpaper.  The front half of the house is the original part.  We don’t know when the back half was added.  Two back additions that were attached were offices from the Skelton-Mitchell Mill which were dragged here on skids.”  Other families who have lived in the house are: Joseph Schneider (1906-1920), Ernest Theuerkauf (mid-1930’s), Terry McCornack (early 1940’s), Paul Estergard, Ned Pasco, and Harold Gates.

Soon after their arrival in Lorane, Lucille Mitchell asked them if they would allow their children to attend the Lorane Church’s Vacation Bible School.  When the minister, Mr. Flemming, brought the kids home following their first day, he noticed Barbara’s piano.  When he discovered that she played, he asked her if she would be willing to fill in for his wife as the Church’s accompanist when they went on vacation.  Barbara agreed, and soon afterward, the Flemmings moved and Barbara has been playing the piano at the Church ever since, sometimes trading Sundays with the wives of some of its pastors.

Barbara relates, “we have been very happy with our choice of Lorane.  The people have been very friendly and helpful.  Some of the first people I recall meeting when we first arrived were Eldon Thompson and Oren Jacobson who were at our house several times helping during a flue or smoke scare.” And then there was Grace Thompson who supplied them with fresh milk and Hester Briggs who had fresh eggs to sell. Grace invited them to join the Lorane Grange.  They were eager to meet others in the community and to belong to an organization that the whole family could attend and were soon participating members.  They are still active in the organization.

Eldon Thompson was very helpful in advising them with veterinary and farm problems, even helping occasionally to pull calves having problems being born.  He baled their hay until they obtained their own equipment. “This community always pulls together when there is a need.  You can get as involved as you want here in a variety of causes.”  Their present neighbors include Vergil and Linda Hughes, Duane Coop, Russ and Alice Pellham, Frank Cataldo, and Bernard and Donna Moulton.

Joe, who is Lorane’s present Fire Chief, was involved early in life as a volunteer firefighter for the Marshfield Fire Department when he first met Barbara. Their concern for Lorane’s lack of fire and medical protection led them to join with others in forming the Lorane Volunteer and Emergency Fire Group in 1973.  Several volunteered to take training as First Responders from the Crow Fire Department.  Joe has kept up on his recertification in order to retain his First Responder level and Barbara has become an EMT I (Emergency Medical Technician). They both feel that it is very satisfying to know that all of the time and work that they put into training and practice has made a positive difference in the safety of the community.

In 1982, when the community voted to establish the Lorane Fire Department, Joe was one of its first board members along with Bruce McDonald, Larry Wilson, Walt Hayes, and Earl Kuskie.  Carl Wilson was the first Fire Chief, followed by Joe.

Joe retired after 34 years with Roberts Motor Co., Inc. in Eugene.  He and Barbara have 9 grandchildren including Tyler, Lindsey, Nichole, and Gregory Wilson; John and Christina Lay; Travis and Lacee Brewer; and Jessica Newton.

Joe and Barbara enjoy camping and fishing in the Central Oregon lakes. They’ve travelled to British Columbia and Alberta, Canada, and most recently, spent a week in Hawaii.  Their hobbies differ in that Joe likes to elk hunt and collect caps.  Music is Barbara’s favorite hobby, although she has recently begun collecting plates.  Their entertainment centers around family (“observing our grandchildren is sometimes great entertainment!”), and an occasional night out at the Hult Center is high on their list.

They both agree that the happiest events of their lives were their wedding, Joe’s return from Korea, and the births of their children.  The most traumatic for both was receiving the news that Barbara had a malignant breast tumor.  They have faced the storms of their life in the same way that they have delighted in the sunshine…together.  They each credit Barbara’s continuing “clean bill of health” to their positive attitudes and the prayers and support of all of those who offered them, and, most of all, their abundant faith in God.  With the proverbial “tongue in cheek”, Barbara stated that the next most traumatic event in their lives was the announcement of a pending farm audit from the IRS.

The Brewers’ sense of humor, friendliness, and willingness to contribute to their community have gained them a respect and a permanent place in the history of the area and in the hearts of the community.


Scott & Diane ThatcherNEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK
        Scott and Diane Thatcher

Lorane’s lure for young, new families seems to be its slower pace and wholesome environment in which to raise children.  Such was the case for Scott and Diana Thatcher who recently purchased their home from Jim and Sue Himmel on south Territorial Road.  According to Diana, “We wanted to move to Lorane because we wanted our kids to be raised in a small community where the pace of life is slower and so we could enjoy the ‘country experience.’”

Scott and Diana have two children, Danielle, age 5, and Zachary, age 17 mos. Danielle enrolled in Mrs. Smith-Edwards’ Lorane Elementary kindergarten class in September.

Scott is a terminal manager for Advocate Service, a truck repair shop in Springfield.  He received his training through the diesel mechanics program at Lane Community College.  Diana worked for 5 years in retail management before becoming a full time homemaker following the birth of Danielle.

Scott grew up in Crow with his parents, Don and Loretta Thatcher, and brothers, Shawn and Shannon.  Diana spent her high school years in the McKenzie River area.

The Thatchers are both looking forward to meeting more people in the area. They were acquainted with the Himmels before moving to Lorane, as Scott and Jim work together, but haven’t had the opportunity, as yet, to get to know their other neighbors well.

Scott and Diana both love to water ski and spend a lot of recreation time with their friends and family.  When she has time, Diana admits “ I love to bake for my family and try out new recipes, especially around the holidays.”  She also makes craft items for holiday bazaars.

Both Scott and Diana admit that they don’t know how long they will stay in Lorane because their dream has always been to live in Eastern Oregon near Scott’s family.  His parents and brother, Shawn, live and ranch there.

But, until circumstances work out for a move to Eastern Oregon, they are thoroughly enjoying living in a small community with such beautiful countryside. To them it is a very welcome change after living in Eugene all of their married life. Diana sums it up very well.  “It feels great to be out of the city!”

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

CENTENNIAL ORGANIZATIONAL REPORT
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.