Friday, September 30, 2022

Remember Clifton Clowers in Song?


The song was "Wolverton Mountain," as sung by Claude King. The spelling of the actual mountain was "Woolverton." Both the mountain, in Arkansas, and the man in the song, Clifton Clowers, were real.


King and Merle Kilgore composed the song.


Alline Clowers, a teacher in the Galena school system, was married to Clifton's brother, Ted Clowers. I remember Ted as a referee in some of our high school basketball games. I first heard of the song connection from Alline and was amazed to find out. I really liked the recording and still do.


The mountain overlooks the small town of Center Ridge. Kilgore was Clifton's nephew, and longtime friend and manager to Hank Williams Jr. Kilgore also cowrote "Ring of Fire" with June Carter Cash.


Oh...  and Clifton in real life had two pretty young daughters, Burlene and Virginia.


Clifton was born in 1891 and died in 1994 at age 102.


Some details:


Clifton T. Clowers of Woolverton Mountain, became a Conway County legend as a result of a popular song written by Claude King and Merle Kilgore and was performed by many artists including Bing Crosby. 

The song "Wolverton Mountain," warns would-be suitors to stay away from the mountain where Clifton Clowers was protecting his pretty young daughter because "he's mighty handy with a gun and a knife." He was the son of Jefferson Davis Clowers and Mary Prince Clowers. He was a World War I veteran and a member of the Mountain View Baptist Church where he was a deacon for several years. Survivors at the time of his death include three sons, Guy Clowers of Howell, Mich., Ted Clowers of Joplin, Mo., and Burl Clowers of Modesto, Calif.; two daughters, Virginia Green of Hurricane, W. Va., and Burlene Moore of Clinton, Ark.


Burial:

Woolverton Mountain Cemetery 

Center Ridge

Conway County

Arkansas, USA



Thursday, September 29, 2022

 


{Ed.: Baxters' Chat AKA Blue Sounds. Member Norman T. Manning died in 2008 at age 60 in a nursing facility in Galena, Kan.

Baxters' Chat

Formed
1965, Baxter Springs, KS, United States
Disbanded
1969
Members
Dan Brewster (lead guitar), Mike Brewster (rhythm guitar), John Green (bass), Norman Manning (vocals), Elmotie Scroggins (drums)
Dan & Mike Brewster (lead & rhythm guitar, respectively), John Green (bass), Norman Manning (vocals), and Elmotie Scroggins (drums), honed their musical chops playing school dances, roadside bars, teen clubs, wedding receptions, and anywhere else that would book them. The boys cut two 45's for Independence, MO label Pearce, in the vaunted Cavern Studios (2) where Pretty (6), Trinikas, & The Blue Things all recorded. "Loves Other Side" is a heavy dose of psych-fuzz and break beats, a wild departure from their Association/Turtles influenced other cuts. Aside from being one of only a handful of integrated acts in the 60's (drummer Elmotie Scroggins was African-American), Baxter's Chat was one of the most popular garage bands in Southern Kansas, and shared bills with future Lynrd Skynrd guitarist Steve Gaines' first band, the Ravens.

 

Wednesday, September 28, 2022

Tuesday, September 27, 2022

 


Sketching freehand, a lifetime practice

 

Salute!!!: Smoky Joe Wood, Melody Matinee, Sunny Jim's Ozark Candy Farm, M. Robeson's Lumber Co., Spring GroveJoplin Miners, Al Gerhauser, Conny & The Bellhops, George "Boots" Grantham, Circle 7 Jamboree, Rodeo Weiners, Alba Aces, Bill Windle, WMBH Hot Stove League, Runt Marr, Old Rock Distillery, Gabby Street, Maywood Theatre, Ranger Ed, Chicken Annie's, Walter Johnson, Stag Beer, Galena Sundries, Charlie Cunningham, Pojo's, Gib Smith, Elks Dodgers, Bulldog Bray, Anita Bryant, Cave Springs, Carl Hubbell, Link's Cafe, Skimmy Skaggs, Galena Bulldogs, Ferrell "Andy" Anderson, Scoop Albright, Yank Davis, Logan Thompson's Texaco Filling Station, Schwartz Drugs, Floyd "Goat" Woolridge, K-12, Bunny Mick, Boodle's Mineral Specimens, Standpipe, Pepper DeMont, Dow Booe, Tamko Roofs, Johnny Lindell, Seneca Indians, OTASCO, 5-Mile, Cliff Mapes, nosed and decked, Earl's Market, Purcell Pirates, Barney "Big Barn" Barnett Jr., GB Beer, Milnot, Don Gutteridge, Valomilk Candy Cups, Wild Red Berry, Tiger Bill, Schwartz Drugs, Gabriel Heatter, Spring River, Gene Russell, Ralph Terry, Mile-a-Way Club, Alton Clay, Max Brown, Dairy Dream, Red Rose, Mickey Owen, Duck Inn, Max-Roy-Ray and Mickey Mantle, Wayne-Cloyd-Lynn-Ken-Clete and Ron Boyer, Miners ParkTurkey Creek, Fred and Reds, Ike and Everett Labor, Avery Slimp & His Shoal Creek Playboys, Miami Owls, Grand Lake, Carolyn Methvin, and Spooklight.
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REST-A-WHILE

Shower away that 66 rust and catch a few Z's

Monday, September 26, 2022

 


MEDAL OF HONOR

Forgotten Hero: Charles Denver Barger

By Pete Mecca


Most Americans believe that Sgt. Alvin York of Pall Mall, Tenn., was the most decorated American soldier of The Great War, better known as WWI. Indeed, York was a national hero and a man of extraordinary courage; his feats in combat were certainly worthy of his various decorations, including the Medal of Honor. The 1941 film, “Sergeant York,” starring Gary Cooper, was the highest-grossing movie that year plus made Sergeant York a household name for the second time to new generations of Americans.

Nonetheless, the most decorated American soldier of WWI was born into the notorious Staffelbach gang from Galena, Kan., in 1892. His mother ran a house of ill-repute out of her home, and several grown sons, all of whom were disreputable characters, were in and out of trouble for a variety of petty crimes. By the time the baby boy, Charles, turned five years old in 1897, his father and two older brothers were arrested for the murder of a disruptive and a bit too persistent gentleman caller who kept demanding his ‘special girl’ in the wee hours of the morning.

Unable to manage family concerns, the mother gave up Charles for adoption. He did not see her again until after WWI. Charles was eventually adopted by Sidney and Phoebe Barger of Scotts City, Missouri, took their last name, and worked as a farmhand.


Charles D. Barger enlisted in the United States Army on April 1, 1918. He earned the Expert Rifleman Badge during basic and was eventually assigned to Company L, 354th Infantry Regiment, 89th Division. Arriving in France in June of 1918, Barger gained a promotion to private first class and due to his marksmanship was selected as an automatic rifle gunner. He fought bravely during the St. Mihiel Offensive but really proved his mettle in the famous Meuse-Argonne Offensive. A week-long German bombardment of high-explosive shells and mustard gas sent numerous American doughboys into hospitals and/or required medical care. The gas fumes lingered for days on end. No one escaped the effects, yet Barger never reported for any type of medical treatment.


On Oct. 31, 1918, his regiment sent out numerous patrols in broad daylight (a questionable tactic) into no man’s land to reconnoiter the German positions. Two patrols were quickly pinned down by heavy rifle and machine gun fire, leaving two officers seriously wounded. Another soldier managed to crawl back to Allied lines to report that the officers were trapped in no man’s land. No man’s land meant exactly that, neither side controlled the area yet had guns and artillery zeroed in on the barren ground. Darkness gave limited concealment; daylight turned no man’s land into a killing field.

Nevertheless, Barger and Pfc Jesse Funk volunteered to run the 500 yards through no man’s land to rescue the two officers. They also discovered a wounded enlisted man about 50 yards from a German machine gun nest. The two intrepid doughboys made three trips into the killing field to rescue their three seriously wounded brothers. That they survived one trip is unbelievable but to survive three trips into no man’s land is nothing short of a miracle. In February, 1919, General John Pershing presented Barger and Funk with the Medal of Honor. In total, by the end of WWI, Charles D. Barger was awarded the Purple Heart 10 times for different wounds suffered during combat.

In an interview after the war, Jesse Funk said of Barger, “Then there was Charlie Barger. He came from down at Scotts City, Mo., and he’d never had much of a chance in life. He was an automatic Chauchat gunner; I was his carrier, and I used to write letters for him and got to know him pretty well. He was scared, too, just as badly scared as any of us, but he had the grit to put it all behind him, and what was more, he’d force it down so far that he could cheer up the other fellows. Believe me, he sure had grit, and I’m proud to have been the running mate of a man that had as much fight in him as he had.”

Barger returned to farming after the war, worked construction for a short time, but had trouble making a living and struggled to stay employed. The American Legion helped Barger find jobs, but as the public gradually became apathetic the “national hero” mentioned as part of an introduction or consideration for a job fell on mute ears. Despondent, Barger rejoined the Army as a machine gunner on Jan. 10, 1921. Within six months the Army permanently discharged the “national hero.”

Barger had one short-lived marriage before marrying his second wife, a union which produced two children, but a wife and kids couldn’t erase WWI and the nightmares he carried with him.


In January 1922, he was hired as a police officer in Kansas City. The next month Barger and another officer were dispatched to arrest two men for bootlegging and suspicion of murder. The suspects decided to shoot it out with the officers. The other officer was hit and went down. Barger was hit five times, in his left wrist, right arm, chest and head. He still returned fire. One suspect was hit in the abdomen and the other criminal was hit three times. One would die from his injuries.

Although Barger recovered from his injuries, a head wound, 10 Purple Hearts, the effects of mustard gas, and PTSD began to take a toll on his mental and physical health. He held out as a police officer for 12 more years until he was dismissed with no pension or any sort of compensation.

Barger worked odd jobs for the next few years, did what he had to do to make ends meet and feed the family, but finally had to accept something he never wanted, charity, from the American Legion and VFW, the only two organizations that stuck with him through the years. Barger once stated, “It’s fine to have all the medals, but the trouble is you can’t eat them.”

During the spring of 1936, Barger moved to a farm near Kansas City and started working for the Civilian Conservation Corps in Blue Springs. County police were called to his home the night of Nov. 23. Barger was brandishing a large hunting knife and torching his farmhouse. He had self-inflicted wounds to his throat, his clothing was torn, and his body was seriously burned in dozens of places. The officers attempted to arrest Barger for threatening to kill his wife. He resisted, then lunged at the two officers with the hunting knife. A deputy fired in self-defense, hitting Barger in his right thigh. Rushed to Kansas City General Hospital, the third-degree burns to his face and arms took his life two days later. Barger was buried near his home.

This soldier, this “national hero,” endured on his own, fought his demons alone, lived WWI every day of his life, and no veteran of war could deny his mental and physical breakdown resulted from the devastating physical and mental impact of war on the mind and the soul. Veteran organizations began a lengthy fight for Barger’s benefits to help his impoverished family, they tried to persuade the government that sent him to war that Barger’s life was changed forever by that war, but all their endeavors proved futile. The government’s refusal echoes the refusals of today: There was no “proof” that his suffering was connected with his service. Medal of Honor recipient Pfc. Charles Barger, recipient of 10 Purple Hearts, still remains a name and a case number.

Pfc. Charles Barger was not cut from the same mold as Sergeant Alvin York. No movie told his story, after the war nobody knew his name. His life was as tragic as his childhood, a child most likely abused, mishandled, and misunderstood. He came from the wrong side of the tracks, but found the right path through the killing field of no man’s land to rescue officers more blessed in life than the son of a woman who ran a house of prostitution.

An abbreviated version of Matthew 7:2 – “Judge not, and ye shall not be judged.” The verse means little in today’s society when those that judge are unqualified and lacking the ability to objectively judge anyone. Judged by wealth, status, home runs, touchdowns, race, creed, or color remains a scourge in today’s environment, but soldiers don’t “judge” on a battlefield. They rely on training, dedication, and the soldier covering their six.

Yes, the soldiers who make it home are the lucky ones, yet when one takes into account the life of veterans like Pfc. Charles Barger, some veterans are not as lucky as others. God bless the unlucky.


Clayton (Ga.) News-Daily, May 16, 2022

Sunday, September 25, 2022

MERLE HAGGARD -- SALUTE!!!

 

Monday, September 12, 2022

 Galena Babe Ruth Loop selects new 1958 officers 

Galena Kan. --- The Galena  Babe Ruth League elected officers at a meeting held Sunday afternoon in the home of Mr. and Mrs. Bob Scott. Elected were Bob Scott, president; Don Montee, vice president; Mrs. Alline Montee, secretary-treasurer-reporter; Harold French jr.,  player agent; Dana Webb, official scorekeeper. The group will meet November 2, when a Christmas tree sale will be discussed. All local persons interested in the Babe Ruth League Are invited to attend. 

Joplin Globe, October 4, 1958

      Design by Marie Jenkins


 


1956 SPENCER -- GALENA BABE RUTH LEAGUE


BACK ROW - COACH JIM MONTEE, CARL WILSON, ROBERT DEBUSK, MIKE SHAW JAMES MICHAEL SHAW, BYRON ELSTON, COACH CHARLES CUNNINGHAM

FRONT ROW - EVERETT HAMILTON, DAVID DEBUSK, DANNY WEBB, EDDIE LACY, VERNON HAYES, SKIPPER STEWART

Sunday, September 11, 2022

 THEY MAY BE CONSOLIDATED

A movement is on foot to consolidate Galena and Empire City into one city. The two towns are built close together, but ill-feeling has heretofore existed between them, which prevented consolidation. So much did they dislike each other ten years ago that Empire City built a huge stockade between the two towns, but the Galena police, in a riot, destroyed it. Portions of the wall still stand, but peace reigns. By uniting them Galena would have a compact city of over 15,000 people, and would rank the eighth city in size in Kansas.
Kinsley, KS, Graphic ~ August 11, 1899
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Dr. Frank James

1883-1968

Larger memorial image loading...

He is said to have delivered over 5,000 babies. Count me as one of those.

He moved To Galena in 1935.

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Wild and Wooly Times No More

Police Take Vacation 

A report at Police Headquarters indicated the only inmate of the Galena City Jail was a Mr. Howe who was arrested in Joplin by Joplin officers on a charge of horse stealing. He was brought to Galena Thursday night by Deputy Sheriff John Hardwick who took him to Columbus yesterday afternoon. Reports from Columbus show that last Wednesday was the first day in the history of Cherokee County that the county jail was empty. Not a single person occupied a cell at the jail on that day. 

Joplin News Herald, January 11, 1920

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James Monroe Porter biography 1923

James Monroe Porter biography 1923 -
Galena Weekly Republican, June 15, 1923, Pg 39

Saturday, September 10, 2022


 Marcy and Tim
Oceanside, California
Palm trees and sunny beaches




Friday, September 09, 2022

 

TWO BAKERSFIELD TALENTS WE MISS


                                                Jeanie O'Neal and Dennis Payne

Late 1960s

 Watch for it




Wednesday, September 07, 2022



 1999
Longtime labor leader ‘Blackie’ Evans to retire



Claude "Blackie" Evans, who hitchhiked to Henderson at age 17, fibbed about his age to get his first union job and became a major voice of organized labor in Nevada for nearly half a century, said Wednesday that he is retiring.

Evans, 63, said he will submit on March 8 his letter of resignation as secretary-treasurer of the state AFL-CIO, a post he has held for seven terms. AFL-CIO board members have been informed that the resignation will be effective Aug. 30, to coincide with the 21st anniversary of Evans' first election to state labor chief.

"I made the decision over the holidays," Evans said. "I was not feeling well and I just felt it was time to retire."

Before his tenure with the AFL-CIO, Evans worked seven years as state labor commissioner and 18 years at Titanium Metals in Henderson."

Evans was diagnosed two years ago with adult onset diabetes. Over the holidays, he says he overindulged in the wrong type of foods, resulting in his blood-sugar level rising to dangerous levels.

"It has been a hell of a ride and I have no regrets about the things I did to help the workers, who were always my first concern," he said. "I never hesitated to open my mouth and be blunt. I was too darn dumb to lie and I was clean as a hound's tooth."

Culinary Union Local 226 Secretary-Treasurer Jim Arnold, a longtime friend, said this is not a happy day for organized labor, but Evans has more than earned his retirement.

"It is always sad to see someone retire from any job, but Blackie gave a lot of dedicated years to organized labor," said Arnold, whose late father, local labor leader Jim Arnold Sr., also was a close friend of Evans.

"Blackie's dedication was to all working people. He fought for fair wages and benefits for all workers, organized or not."

The AFL-CIO board will select a member to finish the last month of Evans' term, which expires Oct. 1. Evans will recommend Danny Thompson, the state AFL-CIO political action director and the man Evans has for the last five years groomed to take his place.

An election will be held in the fall for the 145,000 state union workers from 79 labor organizations -- the largest of which is the 40,000-member Culinary Union -- to pick the new secretary-treasurer. Given the history of the post, that individual could serve a long time. Before Evans won in 1978, Lou Paley held the post unopposed for 25 years.

"I don't think there will be a problem (with the transition) because Blackie has built such a solid foundation that his successor will hit the ground running," said U.S. Sen. Harry Reid, D-Nev., who met Evans in 1964 when Reid was Henderson city attorney.

"Blackie was not college educated. He got his education on the streets and in the factories, and has been an intelligent leader," Reid said.

Former Nevada Gov. Mike O'Callaghan, now executive editor of the Sun, first met Evans as a steel worker in Henderson and in 1971 appointed him state labor commissioner in charge of the workers compensation system.

"He never forgot the working people and their families," O'Callaghan said. "He would drive 100 miles or more and deliver a check to a widow of a worker who died on the job."

Born Nov. 26, 1935, in Galena, Kan., Evans -- who got his colorful nickname from his dark complexion and wavy black hair, which has since turned white -- hitchhiked to Southern Nevada to join his uncle, who worked for the old Thunderbird hotel-casino.

At age 17, Evans got a job at Titanium Metals after claiming he was 18, the minimum age for workers. At first, he refused to pay the $3-a-month union dues, but reluctantly joined the union to help obtain a promotion.

A short time later, Evans was elected vice president of United Steelworkers of America Local 4856. He was promoted to president in 1961, when Local President Johnny Clements suffered a nervous breakdown during contract negotiations.

"There I was 26 and the whole thing was thrown in my lap," Evans said. "We settled in less than two weeks for what I thought was less than the workers deserved."

Four years later, while settling the 62-day 1965 strike at Titanium Metals, a more seasoned Evans accomplished what he calls his biggest victory in labor contract talks.

Evans secured the then-unheard of full cost-of-living increase, which laid the groundwork for the company paying what today is the highest wages in that industry. Also, the company pension plan was established at a dime-an-hour rate.

He is proud of the fact that 32 percent of workers in Las Vegas and 20 percent of workers in the state are organized. The national average is 14 to 16 percent. Also, all of the AFL-CIO-eligible unions in Nevada are AFL-CIO members.

And he believes Venetian owner Sheldon Adelson is "making a serious mistake" trying to keep the Culinary Union out of his yet-to-open Strip resort.

"He is an intelligent businessman who is making a bad business decision," Evans said. "Labor cannot afford to let him operate a hotel on the Strip without a union presence." He recalled the 5_frac1/2 years Culinary Union picketed outside the Frontier before that hotel signed a contract, and predicted the same will happen at the Venetian as well. "If he won't budge, it will be a war," he said.

Evans said has a few regrets at the end of his long career: "I never learned to speak Spanish, we endorsed a few bad candidates, and at times, I neglected my (four) children. That's one reason why I now spend a lot of time with my (four) grandchildren to make up for the time I was away from my kids, who all turned out OK thanks mainly to their mom."

Evans said he will remain a resident of Henderson and will live in the house where he and his wife of 46 years, Carolyn, have resided since 1977. He plans to do volunteer work and keep a hand in state labor, though not in a leadership capacity.

A retirement dinner honoring Evans is planned for Sept. 16 at a Strip resort. The details are in the works.


Las Vegas Sun, Thursday, Jan. 21, 1999




He died September 28, 1971

Evans was born Nov. 26, 1935, in Duenweg, Mo. He is survived by his wife, Carolyn Lorraine (Qualls) Evans, of 54 years; son, Steven, of Las Vegas; daughters, Cheree, of Reno, and Sienna and Lisa, both of Henderson; and four grandchildren.

{Ed. -- Blackie was born in Duenweg. He grew up in Galena where he lived all his life before departing to go west as a teenager.} 



“Born Nov. 26, 1935, in Galena, Kan., Evans -- who got his colorful nickname from his dark complexion and wavy black hair, which has since turned white -- hitchhiked to Southern Nevada to join his uncle, who worked for the old Thunderbird hotel-casino.”

Las Vegas Sun,  January 21, 1999


“As the state's most powerful union leader in the 1980s and '90s, Claude "Blackie" Evans had great discipline organizing work forces by the thousands and haggling with management for the best deal for the working man.”

Las Vegas Sun, October 3, 2007


Claudie "Blackie" Evans

Monday, September 05, 2022

 TITANIC MENU

"I feel dread coming on so I'll have some corned ox tongue and fried cat's ass. What does it matter?"

 Galena Tableau


Great photo. Someone said it brought to mind a Hopper painting.

Galena, Kansas, USA | Sorry, We're Closed | Pom' | Flickr


Saturday, September 03, 2022

 


Son of Porter Clark


Warren Clark, Desert Railroad Prez



                                            Trona Execs: Warren Clark, middle, top row

By Bryce Martin


Warren Clark was president of the Trona Railroad, a short line track running  across the Mojave Desert for 31 miles. The railroad was established in 1914. Its usage was wholly instrumental in supplying potash to the nation and lowering the price of the product. Prior to, the Germans had a monopoly on potash distribution. He and wife Shirley had two daughters, Teri and Lisa, and a son named Porter Matthew. Warren was the son of Porter M. Clark and Maude (Shaw) Clark of Galena. 


Warren's name I had heard often in family discussions. He is connected to us Martins from our Shaw side. I looked him up in Trona in 1963 where I found him in his office. We had a nice visit and talked some "shawp."


Beginning on January 1, 1963, Warren was promoted to assistant general manager under president and general manager J.S. Latham. Warren was effectively in charge of the Trona operation since Latham was based in Los Angeles. Superintendent at Trona was Ivan Cederburg. Warren had been with the railway since the early 1950s when he was a general freight and freight claim agent. He remained in the head position for many years until his retirement. By that time, his title had changed to president and general manager.


According to genealogy buff John Schehrer, in response to our communications in 2011, “You are right about George M. Shaw having some Indian blood.  All of us who are descended from George and Sarah Morris Shaw have some Indian blood because Sarah was a Cherokee.  That means that all of those Shaws that we have talked about are included, even Warren Clark. Yes, he would be related to me because Maude Shaw Clark was his mother and Maude and my grandmother, Lillie Shaw Patty, were first cousins."


Warren and Shirley retired to live in Henderson, Nev. Warren Shaw Clark was born on September 19, 1925, in Galena. His father, Porter Mason Clark, was 51 and his mother, Maud C. Shaw, was 29. He died on July 29, 2010, in Nevada at the age of 84, and was buried in Las Vegas, Nevada.

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 1955 M










1955 Mickey Mantle Signed Baseball


THE COMMERCE COMET"S SIGNATURE

Selfie taken in 2011 on front porch of my home in Tennessee. Down the street lived former Detroit Tigers standout pitcher Paul Foytack, whom I remembered quite well. On each visit at his place he regaled me with stories about Mantle, some quite ribald. They were great friends.

A baseball, a sunny spring day, Mickey Mantle, life is good

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Former Detroit Tigers Star Settles in Spring Hill

     By Bryce Martin

  

     The phone rang more than usual for Paul Foytack at his Spring Hill home back in late April of 2007.

     “I was watching some basketball on television and got a call. They kept coming for a couple of days.”

     That was because a little known pitcher for the New York Yankees, Chase Wright, had given up four consecutive home runs in a contest on April 22. Once the record book was dusted off, it revealed the dubious feat had happened only once before. The pitcher then? Foytack.

     A tall, hard-throwing righthander, Foytack was an outstanding major league pitcher from 1953 to 1964 during a career with the Detroit Tigers and Los Angeles Angels. 

     He recalls well the game when he was with the Angels and took the mound against the Cleveland Indians. “We had used up a bunch of pitchers, I had pitched not long before and they asked for volunteers. I guess I shouldn’t have volunteered. It was a little embarrassing. I think everyone in town homered against me except Elizabeth Taylor and Shirley Temple.”

     He can drop Hollywood names because once he left Detroit and landed in Los Angeles he met many of the stars and starlets in the city, including Elizabeth Taylor, Bing Crosby, Bob Hope, Eddie Fisher and a host of others.

     “My favorite growing up was Gene Autry,” he said. “Since he owned the Angels I got to meet him and I really enjoyed that.”

     Foytack, 81, was born in Scranton , Pa. He moved to Spring Hill in 2004 to be near a daughter and his grandkids. “We moved to get away from the Michigan winters,” he said. “It’s nice here. I’m not going anywhere else.”

     To occupy his time now he mostly watches horse racing on television. “I put the golf clubs up. I was a two-handicap.”

     He gets plenty of mail from those wanting autographs. “I get letters from Iraq wanting me to autograph things. For those I always send them back airmail. You don’t know how long they’re going to be there."

     Though a highly effective pitcher in getting batters out, Foytack is more historically connected to homeruns he allowed. When Yankess outfielder Roger Maris hit 61 out of the park in 1961 to better Babe Ruth's longstanding record of 60 from 1927, it was Foytack who started Maris off with No. 1.

     The great New York Yankees outfielder Mickey Mantle was his best friend. “Mickey was a great guy. He hit one of the longest home runs ever off from me. One time when we were both around a reporter asked him about it and he said, ‘Heck, what about all the times he struck me out?’ It was true. I struck him out many times."

     Long after his playing days were over, Foytack, living in the Detroit region, would pitch batting practice to the Tigers. Many of the younger Tigers did not know who he was.

     “Mark Fidrych asked about me and they told him I was an old fighter pilot from the last war. He believed it and asked me about my flying days. He was a great kid.”

     Foytack loves to tell old baseball stories. A favorite is one about Ron LeFlore, who played for the Tigers after serving a prison term.

     “Billy Martin was manager for the Tigers. He and Art Fowler gave LeFlore a tryout. 'Look how fast this guy is,' Billy said. 'We've got to sign him.' Fowler said, 'No, we ought to sign the guy who caught him.'"


The Informer (newspaper), Spring Hill, Tenn,, August 2012

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Friday, September 02, 2022

 Eagle-Picher to Remodel Tri-State Lead Plants

By Telegraph to 
“Engineering and Mining Journal” 

Joplin, Mo., Feb. 6, 1929—Improve- 
ments to the Galena, Kan., and Joplin, 
Mo., plants of the Eagle-Picher Lead 
Company, to cost $250,000, have been 
approved and will be made immediately, 
according to an announcement by John 
A. Schaeffer, vice-president of the com- 
pany. The Galena plant, 6 miles west 
of Joplin, will be modernized and 
doubled in capacity, and when com- 
pleted will be the central pig-lead pro- 
ducing plant of the company. A Dwight 
& Lloyd sintering machine and refining 
equipment, housed in a new building, on 
acreage purchased adjoining the com- 
pany’s present smelter, will be included 
in the improvements. As a result of 
these changes the company can treat 
complex ores from its Arizona mine. 

A sheet-lead rolling mill will be added 
to the Smelter Hill plant at Joplin, 
which will become an exclusive fabricat- 
ing plant for the company. Completion 
of the sheet mill will make the Smelter 
Hill plant one of the most complete lead- 
fabricating plants in the United States, 
capable of producing any one of the 
various lead products. All smelting 
formerly done at the Smelter Hill plant 
will be done at Galena
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 From: Flippsides.blogspot.com Saturday, July 26, 2008

Land's Sake! I Can Reach the Outside World! ...

My cousin Margaret Stark had an 8x10 autographed picture of Charlton Heston hanging on her wall. She was taken with him since the 1952 movie we had seen, The Greatest Show on Earth at the Maywood. I thought that was amazing to have an actual photograph of a movie star. What really intrigued me was that she sent away and asked for it.

The notion that I could do something like that seemed incredible in my small world, not that I actually thought of myself as living in a small world. It was more of how everything beyond the city limits was part of the great and vast unknown. My actually doing it happened a few years later on. It was not my intention to amass a collection of autographed postcards, but it worked out that way.

After looking at a page in a baseball magazine that showed a small picture of the major league ballparks with their addresses, it came to me like a bolt out of the blue. I'll write a letter to certain players using the ballpark address and ask for a picture. It worked like a charm. I wrote to Frank Robinson, C/O Cincinnati Redlegs, Cincinnati, Ohio. To Ted Kluszewski, Gus Bell, Harvey Kuenn, Dusty Rhodes, Jackie Robinson, Red Schoendienst, Bob Lemon, Ted Williams, Ed Bailey, Enos Slaughter, Richie Ashburn, Stan Musial, and a few others.

In the past, Grandma Martin had explained the meaning for using C/O (for "in care of") on letters and I was proud of myself for not only remembering it but finding a use for it on my own.

Some ballplayers even took the time in a note to thank me for writing. Nearly all were postcards, not the bigger photographs I had anticipated. I liked the postcard style better. They had a certain charm. Ashburn's was in glossy color and Musial did send an 8x10. A few never responded and for those that did nearly all placed their signature.

It was a wintertime pleasure each day wondering what the mail would bring. I wondered -- since it was the off-season -- if someone with the team (since I had sent it to the team's address) had read the letters and addressed and mailed the postcards for the players. Nope. To find out I knew I had only to look at a postmark or two. I had one in particular in mind. Where Ed Bailey was born was a town name that stuck with me. How did I know where he was born? I knew all about all of them from my baseball cards. I turned the postcard over and there it was: "Strawberry Plains, Tenn."

Unfortunately for me the story has an unhappy ending. I stacked the postcards and bound them. They remained stored in a trunk for years. The trunk was in a shed and when I opened it a little more than twenty years later, some dampness had crept in and the sticky emulsion caused them to all stick together like honey between newspaper pages. Trying to salvage what I could, I was able to tear off a corner containing Jackie Robinson's autograph. Not bad at that.
-- By Bryce Martin
Flippsides 2008