tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1093760845563381722024-03-05T22:51:38.407-08:00Historical Society of Upper St. ClairHSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-2228041522938445282014-11-11T17:08:00.001-08:002014-11-11T17:08:42.924-08:00Veterans Day Feature at the Upper St. Clair Township BuildingAs a salute to all Upper St. Clair Veterans, present and past, the Historical Society of Upper St. Clair has partnered with the Township to share a patriotic piece of history from our archives. The current display has a World War II theme and includes letters from soldiers, newspaper clippings, and numerous photographs. Also on display are tokens and ration stamps as a reminder of one of the many ways WWII affected those back home. The photographs and several of the newspaper clippings are from an incredible scrapbook created by Emma Hoffman, a teacher at the McMillen School. The scrapbook reveals this period as seen through a local woman's eyes and provides us a record of Upper St. Clair's brave men and women who served their country so many years ago.<br />
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HSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-74963959237216681582014-10-06T10:44:00.002-07:002014-10-06T10:44:51.583-07:00Preparing for Fall on the Gilfillan FarmHere's a look back at a few of the things farmers would have done by this time of year to get ready for the cold months ahead:<br />
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HSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-71061279102659613072014-09-26T09:20:00.000-07:002014-09-26T09:20:59.610-07:00Fall FashionsIt may not feel like fall just yet, but it won't be long until it's time to pull out the jackets and coats. In 1895, these might be what the ladies were wearing if they followed the latest fall and winter fashions.<br />
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HSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-1032938379351735042014-04-15T10:34:00.001-07:002014-04-15T10:34:26.715-07:00Save Your StuffComing up soon, April 27-May 3, libraries and organizations across the U.S. will celebrate Preservation Week. The American Library Association- ALCTS has created a fantastic website with basic tips on how to store and handle your family's treasures. Check it out and help save treasures of all types for your family and the history of our community: <a href="http://www.ala.org/alcts/confevents/preswk/quick-tips">Quick Tips to Save Your Stuff</a><br />
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<br />HSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-28229970292732471002014-04-06T11:11:00.001-07:002014-04-06T11:11:12.590-07:00The Working Woman: Part II-- RevoltFans of PBS Masterpiece shows such as <i>Mr. Selfridge</i> and <i>The Paradise</i> may be interested in these excerpts from local ladies who experienced the ins and outs of being department store employees here in the U.S.<br />
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From a transcript of the March 16, 1980 meeting of the Historical Society of Upper St. Clair: Helen and Nellie Currie speaking on "The Working Woman, Then and Now."<br />
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After working in Toledo for a while, Helen and Nellie Currie found jobs in a new location. Helen continued to work in millinery and Nellie went to work in a baby department. Nellie continues her narrative:<br />
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She [Nellie's boss] had been to Baltimore for one year working, and she acquired the southern speech; and if she didn't keep us girls on our toes, she was yelling at us all the time with that accent. There was a stockgirl and I. We were the youngest. She'd [Nellie's boss] take my pretty decorations in my baby department and change them all around, which was too much, you know, after all my work. She would not allow us to leave the floor to get our coats until all the tables were set up. So we had to do that after the lights went out, and we'd stand there with our arms folded waiting for a customer to come in, and we weren't allowed to touch the tables. So, all of the girls were married but me. So, I said, "Girls, if you stand by me, I'll do the talking, but we're not going to do tables tonight." So they said, "Oh, yes, they didn't want to do tables, they wanted to go out." So, the lights went out, and I came out with my hat and coat and umbrella. She came running over, "What goes on here?" The girls all came out, and I said, "We're going home." She hurried out of there and got the owner of the store, Mr. Rosenbaum. He said, "What goes on here?" So I said, "If we can't do the tables before the lights go off, we are not going to do the tables." "We'll do them in the morning when we come in." So he said, "Well, Mrs. Cunningham is the boss here and you will have to do as she says." So I said, "All right, then she does it right now, but I'm not staying." "And, I won't be back tomorrow." Everybody came back the next day, but me.</blockquote>
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HSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-50867336633949291432014-03-02T15:38:00.003-08:002014-03-02T15:38:46.863-08:00March's first hidden gemThere are many historic photographs that depict people and places that are integral to the history of Upper St. Clair. In addition to these images that are so important to our collective memory, there are photographs that I like to call the "hidden gems." Something about them just makes me smile, or for one reason or another, they have captured my attention. History can captivate the imagination, and sometimes it can be just darn cute...enjoy!<br />
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<br />HSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-66786457309174629682014-02-22T11:54:00.000-08:002014-02-22T11:54:18.053-08:00The Working Woman: Part I-- HatsFans of PBS Masterpiece shows such as <i>Mr. Selfridge</i> and <i>The Paradise</i> may be interested in these excerpts from local ladies who experienced the ins and outs of being department store employees here in the U.S.<br />
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From a transcript of the March 16, 1980 meeting of the Historical Society of Upper St. Clair: Helen and Nellie Currie speaking on "The Working Woman, Then and Now."<br />
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As the department stores grew and they hired many women, the customers complained. The women said the clerks were more attractive than the customers, so the clerks were forced to wear black and dark blue, and black stockings. Hornes allowed white collars in 1927.</blockquote>
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My mother always wanted to be a milliner, and she thought it would be nice if we would be a milliner...She got us each a job as an apprentice making hats. We made $3.50 a week. My first hat sold for $11.95...There were no men buyers in millinery, but we had the women makers and the women trimmers. Every millinery department had the trimmer and the maker. The trimmer was the headlady...But in these millinery departments, some of them were so large. Maybe you didn't realize it, but Rosenbaums at one time had fifty women on one floor selling only hats, and that was only one store in Pittsburgh.</blockquote>
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Tune in next time to read about Nellie Currie leading a department store revolt!<br />
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Title: Postcard photograph of an older woman wearing a hat<br />
Creator: Charles I. Davis Photo Studio<br />
Description: Postcard is cut in half and part of the image has been lost. Note the spelling of Pittsburgh as Pittsburg. Godwin Collection.<br />
Date: Circa 1891/1911<br />
Historical Society of Upper St. Clair Image Collection, 1875-2011, Historical Society of Upper St. Clair Archives<br />
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HSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-75293705156702238742014-02-02T13:29:00.000-08:002014-02-02T13:29:56.853-08:00A trip through Painter's Run before the paved road<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><u>Emma</u>: Oh yes, Well, you see,
at that time Painter’s Run wasn’t paved, of course, and you would have to go
through the Run three times from our place before you got to Bridgeville.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><u>Emma</u>: You drive through the
water and especially in the early Spring or in the wintertime, sometimes the
water would be flowing over top of the ice, and the ice would have holes in it,
and the horse would step down in the hole, you know. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I remember one time my sister was teaching
school in <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">South</st1:placename> <st1:placename w:st="on">Fayette</st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on">Township</st1:placetype></st1:place>,
and I went down to Bridgeville. She came
down to Bridgeville on the train, and I was going down to Bridgeville to get
her and I had a buggy and horse. I must
have been about 14 or something like that.
It was in the early Spring and the water was deep across the Run, and
the first Run was down there by where Stampfol’s <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placetype w:st="on">Garden</st1:placetype> <st1:placetype w:st="on">Center</st1:placetype></st1:place>
is now, right on this side of it, was where you had to go through. Well, the water was so deep, and I was afraid
to go through and just as I was waiting there, I stopped the horse and was
watching and looking to see whether I should try it or not, Mr. Tidball, who
was our mailman, had a sleigh and he was coming home from delivering the mail. So he came across the Run and the water was
so high that it went in to the bottom of the sleigh, of course the sleigh was
low, and he says, “Oh, I think you can make it, Emma.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">So I told the horse to
go on, and as I got just about to the middle of the Run the front wheel of the
buggy fell down in a hole and the back wheel on the other side fell down, and I
was stuck and the horse stopped right in the middle of the water. Well, I got kind of seasick as the water was
rushing so fast and right up above was a trestle which the railroad train went
over, and I felt as if I were moving up the stream, you know, from the
dizziness from seeing this water. I
guess I would have been there yet, but the horse had sense enough finally to go
on, and we got across all-right. </span></div>
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then I still had two more runs to cross before I got to Bridgeville, but we got
through them all right. So then I said
to Jean, “I’m not going back that way.”
So we came back the Hill Road, which was the Noblestown McKeesport Road,
which is now Cook School Road, and right up about where the old Cook School
stands now, there was a great snow drift and we almost upset going through that
snow drift, but we finally got home.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #783f04; font-family: Droid Serif;">Source identifier: PC3322</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #783f04; font-family: Droid Serif;">Title: Margaret Gilfillan driving a horse-drawn carriage</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #783f04; font-family: Droid Serif;">Creator: Unknown</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #783f04; font-family: Droid Serif;">Description: Margaret Gilfillan and a family member drive a horse-drawn vehicle along the carriage drive next to the Gilfillan house on Washington Road, Upper St. Clair, PA.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #783f04; font-family: Droid Serif;">Date: circa 1905-1910</span><br />
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HSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-64090023097935937532013-12-24T17:03:00.001-08:002013-12-24T17:03:06.053-08:00Merry Christmas from the Past<div style="text-align: center;">
Wishing you holiday cheer with handmade Christmas cards from the Historical Society of Upper St. Clair Archives!</div>
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These cards were created by Margaret Gilfillan [1901-2001] circa 1930-1950. They depict the spring house and farm buildings on the Gilfillan farm on Washington Road.</div>
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Hope you have a happy and safe holiday season, and be sure to make many memories worth preserving!</div>
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From the Historical Society of Upper St. Clair Archives</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Source identifier: PC1685</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Title: Gilfillan house in snow, old wide porch</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Creator: Unknown</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Description: 20th century photograph of the Gilfillan house on Washington Road. When the porch was later remodeled, the width of the porch was decreased.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Date: c. 1920-1935</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Historical Society of Upper St. Clair Image Collection, 1875-2011, Historical Society of Upper St. Clair Archives</span>HSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-52619999950557653462013-12-08T12:43:00.000-08:002013-12-08T12:43:12.729-08:00Christmas Greetings from 1946<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Creator: Margaret Gilfillan</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Description: Christmas greeting card from the Gilfillan family on Washington Road.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Date: 1946</span><br />
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<br />HSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-44324364855094482752013-10-13T12:06:00.001-07:002013-10-13T12:06:07.749-07:00In 1883, in Upper St. Clair...From the daily journal entries made by John Gilfillan [1826-1885] in the year 1883. In a small leather book entitled Excelsior Diary 1883, John would record brief notes about his farm, the travels and events of note within his family and friends, and a few financial transactions.<br />
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Let's take a peek at what happened...<br />
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October Sunday 7, 1883<br />
All went to the sanctuary but Rob, grandmother, and Sarah Finaziem.<br />
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October Monday 8, 1883<br />
Lovely day<br />
Finished up potatoes in field No. 2.<br />
Sowed two bush wheat and 4 quarts of McGehee wheat in corner nearest old house.<br />
Rob & Alex went to town.<br />
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October Tuesday 9, 1883<br />
Lovelier than yesterday<br />
Raised potatoes in [truck] patch.<br />
Ella went to town.<br />
To cash Ella $15.00<br />
Put on load of hay.<br />
H. home<br />
Picked load of apples.<br />
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October Wednesday 10, 1883<br />
Jim Rankin took three horses [illegible]<br />
Billy had the two charlies.<br />
7 barrel apples 3 band potatoes<br />
To repair to harnes .90 cts<br />
expenses 85 cts<br />
By cash for apples and potatoes $18.00<br />
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October Thursday 11, 1883<br />
Billy hauled 50 bush coal for himself and To cash Billy $7.00<br />
put on load of hay. H. home<br />
Jim R. fixed up hog pen.<br />
John Willson and Mrs. Porter came out this evening.<br />
Alex and Maggie went over to Uncle Wills to hear a base drum play.<br />
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October Friday 12, 1883<br />
warm<br />
sent Dave to mill 12 bush wheat<br />
had on 3600 lbs hay to car stables<br />
expenses 65 cts<br />
Alex and I went over to [Langs]<br />
told Arthur about taking back the farm in the spring.<br />
J. Rankin got 105 lbs ham.<br />
got Buck at Bridgeville.<br />
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October Saturday 13, 1883<br />
warmer<br />
Mother, Retta, Sara, and John and I went to Uncle Thoms.<br />
Rob came back with us.<br />
drove the two charliesHSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-22990919744039062472013-10-06T19:37:00.001-07:002013-10-06T19:37:25.360-07:00On this day 130 years ago...This post is the first of many to highlight the daily journal entries made by John Gilfillan [1826-1885] in the year 1883. In a small leather book entitled Excelsior Diary 1883, John would record brief notes about his farm, the travels and events of note within his family and friends, and a few financial transactions.<br />
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Let's take a peek at what happened...<br />
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On October Thursday 4 1883<br />
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[illegible] and daughter, H. Murray and Laura, Ella, Alex, Rob and I all went to the fair.<br />
drove [illegible] spring wagon.<br />
came back to gas well at 6 o.clock.<br />
got to Hicory 1/2 [illegible].<br />
7- had supper stayed all night<br />
very tired<br />
extra for sundries<br />
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October Friday 5 1883<br />
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This entry consists of John's transactions from the day, such as, "By cash for load of apples about 25 bush $15 50" and "To cash paid hotel bill five dols"<br />
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October Saturday 6 1883<br />
[illegible] sheep frame<br />
very much pleased with my purchase all round<br />
<br />HSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-27439313788180116402013-10-01T19:49:00.002-07:002013-10-01T19:49:46.216-07:00Party Time in Upper St. ClairWith fall here, we will likely see cooler weather before too long, which for many people means spending more time indoors. <br />
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Before televisions, gaming consoles, and computers, what did Upper St. Clair residents do to pass the time? A hundred years ago, friends and neighbors would get together on occasion and throw a house party.<br />
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According to a 1975 interview with Emma Hoffman [1903-1982], the small youngsters, as she called them, would go into a room at parties so that they could play games, pop popcorn, make taffy, etc. away from the hustle and bustle of the older "youngsters." The older age group would usually dance, and the older men played euchre on occasion.<br />
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What does a house party look like? The interviewer asked Ms. Hoffman, "How did they dance in the homes? Did they just roll back the rug, or what did they do?"<br />
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Ms. Hoffman replied, "Well, they either danced on the carpet, or we had a piece of muslin that they used. Of course, the carpet was from wall to wall, they didn't have rugs then, it was mostly carpeted, and to make it slide easily, they would put this muslin over top of the wool rug. There was always somebody in the party who played the violin or played the piano." <br />
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Ms. Hoffman goes on to explain that these events were family gatherings. "It was a family type activity- children, all ages, would go with their parents to different houses." Even though dancing was the highlight of the evening, the young folks didn't think too much about dancing with the right guy or gal. They were just there for an evening of fun with other local families. The young folks didn't go out in couples but came with the entire family for what sounded like a good time for all. "A crowd of us would get together and we had square dancing and round dancing." If during the wintertime someone's house wasn't available to host the dancing party, Ms. Hoffman says they would travel to Castle Shannon to the dance pavilion at Grove Station.<br />
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While you might not roll out the muslin fabric for smooth dancing this winter, we hope you have a few fun family gatherings of your own to look forward to as the chill begins to set in.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">M. Miss Poellot was the first teacher, Annie Poellot. They lived right here where this restaurant
is, which was Gammons. Her house was
torn down. But she knew all of the
children in her one room school, maybe twenty-five, knew all the families, knew
all the circumstances, everything. Every
child was well-known to her. She knew
what to expect from them, what to allow for.
She was a good teacher, but I never remember of her being cross. That was children from six years old up to
fifteen or sixteen, all in one room, all subjects. You just moved along as you were able. There weren't any grades. Some of them never got very far, but they
went to school until they got old enough to do something else, and then
quit. They didn't have to go to school
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Mostly. Then the big boys come in during
November, or in March, and then if there was something doing at home, they
would drop out. Some of them seemed enormous
to me. I thought they were men, but I
don’t know how old they were, but they would take the same thing over and over
again, maybe the same books, and probably about in the same place if they really
wanted an education. But they would go
wherever the teacher thought they should be, and I know we read the same books,
readers, over and over again. You had a
first reader, and you read it through, and started over again reading it three
or four times. There were no new
books. You stayed right in that
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">M. No. There weren't that
many. Well, the building was just down
here until a while ago. Where the tennis
courts are now. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Q. What was the name of
that school?</span><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">M. <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">Clifton</st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on">School</st1:placetype></st1:place>. It was a Lodge Hall at the last. There is a football field there now. They filled it all in. But the school was right up on <st1:street w:st="on">Washington Road</st1:street>.</span></div>
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From Margaret Gilfillan [1901-2001], life-long Upper St. Clair resident.<br />
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HSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-45997652461920176522013-07-28T14:05:00.001-07:002013-07-28T14:05:14.657-07:00Summer Time at the Gilfillan House and Farm<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Too beautiful not to share this sunny day snapshot!</div>
<br />HSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-45483873922804741562013-04-02T17:14:00.001-07:002013-04-02T17:19:08.156-07:00Pittsburgh's March Madness<br />
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March Madness: <st1:city w:st="on">Pittsburgh</st1:city>
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The end of March seems to be an unlucky time for <st1:city w:st="on">Pittsburgh</st1:city>, or at least
it seemed that way in <st2:mysmarttag w:st="on">1936</st2:mysmarttag> and <st2:mysmarttag w:st="on">1937</st2:mysmarttag>. From
March 16<sup>th </sup>to March 22<sup>nd</sup>, <st2:mysmarttag w:st="on">1936</st2:mysmarttag>,
the city of <st1:city w:st="on">Pittsburgh</st1:city>
experienced an incredible flood. This flood came to
be known as the Great Flood of <st2:mysmarttag w:st="on">1936</st2:mysmarttag>. On the first day, Monday, March 16<sup>th</sup>,
heavy rains and melting snow began to swell <st1:city w:st="on">Pittsburgh</st1:city>’s rivers. Tuesday brought terrifying reports from <st1:city w:st="on">Johnstown</st1:city>. Four bridges were destroyed, and severe
damaged occurred in downtown <st1:city w:st="on">Pittsburgh</st1:city>, <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">Cambria</st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on">City</st1:placetype></st1:place>, and the South Side as waters
continued to rise. By noon on Tuesday,
the flood waters had reached 27 feet at The Point and were not showing any signs
of stopping. On Wednesday, numerous people
died as buildings were swept off their foundations. Many residents became trapped by rising water
within their homes. Fires broke out and
panic began to set in as families were stranded, many without power or
food. Emergency workers were mobilized,
including the National Guard, state police, firemen, the Red Cross, and many
others, to rescue those marooned by the flood and to provide basic
necessities. By the end of the day
Wednesday, the flood waters began to slowly recede. </div>
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At the end of the week, both survivors and relief workers
were exhausted. Water, candles, and
gasoline were in short supply, and Downtown Pittsburgh had to be placed under
martial law. Sicknesses, such as scarlet
fever and whooping cough, broke out among children at emergency
shelters. As many as 62 people died from
flood-related causes, and 500 people were injured. Devastating as this tragedy was to Pittsburgh,
the Great Flood also created many
heart-touching stories of good Samaritans, and the nation watched as the
citizens of Pittsburgh stepped up to the challenge. For example, numerous local <st2:mysmarttag w:st="on">Boy Scouts</st2:mysmarttag> stepped in to act as traffic directors
when all available policemen were on flood duty. Hardworking Pittsburghers set right to work
rebuilding, and there followed a high demand for labor to aid in
reconstruction.</div>
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The following year, <st2:mysmarttag w:st="on">1937</st2:mysmarttag>,
tragedy struck locally in Upper St. Clair with the crash of TWA flight 15A at <st1:place w:st="on">Clifton</st1:place> on March 25. The flight, carrying passengers and mail, was
heading for what is now the <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">Allegheny</st1:placename>
<st1:placetype w:st="on">County</st1:placetype> <st1:placetype w:st="on">Airport</st1:placetype></st1:place>. At a time before Black Boxes in airplanes,
investigators only had eyewitness reports to piece together what may have
caused the crash. Pilots of another TWA
flight saw warning signs that the plane was out of control just before “it fell
to the ground in a spin to the left.
Several witnesses on the ground corroborate this description of the
final maneuvers of the airplane. The
fact that the airplane did not strike high obstructions in the immediate
vicinity of the accident indicates conclusively that the descent was
practically vertical.” The plane crashed
nose-down near <st1:street w:st="on">McMurray Road</st1:street>
and Route 19, shutting down traffic on <st1:street w:st="on">Washington Road</st1:street>. All persons on board, ten passengers and
three crew members, were killed, presumably on impact. In the Report of the Accident Board of the
Bureau of Air Commerce, investigators reported their determination that an
excessive accumulation of ice caused the pilots to lose control of the plane. The event caused quite a stir as one of the
worst disasters that occurred in the area, up to that time. Numerous residents made the trip to view the
wreckage before it was removed, and the Historical Society has several oral
histories recounting memories of the local tragedy.</div>
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Now that we have safely made it past these notorious
anniversaries, see if you can find traces of the Great Flood around our city
in the form of commemorative plaques, personal stories, and newspaper articles
in local archives.</div>
HSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-56507902298522945162013-03-14T11:46:00.001-07:002013-03-14T11:46:40.672-07:00HSUSC and Heinz
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From the Historical Society of <st1:place w:st="on">Upper
St.</st1:place> Clair Archives</div>
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By Carolyn Jones, HSUSC Archivist</div>
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In light of the recent Heinz company news, the Historical
Society of Upper St. Clair looks back to share a local tie to the ketchup
giant.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>On October 20, 1911, the <st1:street w:st="on"><st1:address w:st="on">Social Circle</st1:address></st1:street> at <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Clifton</st1:place></st1:city> made the trek to
visit the Heinz facilities as one of their ladies outings.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Here the group poses in front of the H.J.
Heinz General Offices.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ladies from
several prominent local families are pictured, including Gilfillan, <st1:place w:st="on">Fife</st1:place>, and Orr family members.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The ladies are dressed in their finest garb
for a trip that certainly would have been quite the excursion.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The ladies’ visit occurred before the
existence of the Liberty Tubes or the Fort Pitt Tunnels.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In an excerpt from a local history by the
former <st1:city w:st="on">Clifton</st1:city> and <st1:placename w:st="on">Johnston</st1:placename>
<st1:placetype w:st="on">School</st1:placetype> principal, Albert F. Baker, he
describes the efforts Upper St. Clair residents once had to make to travel into
downtown <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city w:st="on">Pittsburgh</st1:city></st1:place>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the early 1900s, “the time required to go
to down town <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Pittsburgh</st1:place></st1:city>
is something we scarcely realize today. It was necessary to drive either to
Bridgeville or Castle Shannon to get the train, or to drive to <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placetype w:st="on">Mt.</st1:placetype> <st1:placename w:st="on">Washington</st1:placename></st1:place>
and take the incline.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bad roads in the
winter and spring, with the horses going much of the way on a walk made it a
laborious trip.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The <st1:street w:st="on"><st1:address w:st="on">Washington Road</st1:address></st1:street> was macadamized to <st1:city w:st="on">Clifton</st1:city> in 1897 and 1898 and with the building of the
street-car line to <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placetype w:st="on">Mt.</st1:placetype>
<st1:placename w:st="on">Lebanon</st1:placename></st1:place> about 1904 the
trip became much easier.” Now the trip from <st1:place w:st="on">Upper St.
Clair</st1:place> to the H.J. Heinz Company World Headquarters takes just twenty-two
minutes according to Google Maps.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That
is, if the traffic is good!</div>
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Title: Heinz 57 visit<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span></span><br />
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Description: <st1:street w:st="on"><st1:address w:st="on">Ladies
Social Circle</st1:address></st1:street> of <st1:city w:st="on">Clifton</st1:city>,
<st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Pittsburgh</st1:place></st1:city>,
October 20, 1911. Visit at home of Heinz 57 Varieties. </span><br />
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Front row: Carrie Fife Edwards, Cora Murray, Mrs. William
Woods, Mary Ann Espy, Flora Gilfillan, Mrs. Ellsworth Philips, Mrs. Anna Fife,
Ruth Drake, Mrs. Albert Fife, Mrs. W.E. McCormick, Nancy McCormick. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">
Second row: Myra Drake (Crawford), Ella Orr, Miss Margaret
Gilfillan, Miss Blanch McEwen, Unknown, Unknown, Mrs. Nathaniel Fife, Mrs.
Crawford Hays, Unknown. </span><br />
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Third row: Miss Ida Orr, Mrs. Frank Fife, Miss Mary Wycoff,
Mrs. John Martin, Mrs. Cornelius Wycoff, Mrs. Harry Wycoff, Unknown, Mrs. William
T. Fife. </span><br />
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Top row: Miss Eva Murray, Mrs. E.C. Irwin, Miss Eleanor
Gilfillan, Mrs. Hamilton Drake, Mrs. Joseph Bardsley.<span style="mso-tab-count: 2;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">
Date: 10-20-1911</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Historical Society of <st1:street w:st="on"><st1:address w:st="on">Upper St.</st1:address></st1:street> Clair Image Collection,
1875-2011, Historical Society of <st1:place w:st="on">Upper St. Clair</st1:place>
Archives</span><br />
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From a history of Upper St. Clair by Mr. Albert F. Baker,
principal at the Clifton School and later at the Johnston School. <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">Baker</st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on">Elementary
School</st1:placetype></st1:place> is named for him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Transcribed by Ruth Sullivan in 1957. Gift of
Barry Sullivan Jan. 2013.</span><br />
HSUSC Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13044617749612189942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109376084556338172.post-22786697928748559022013-02-10T09:19:00.001-08:002013-02-10T09:19:29.654-08:00Valentine's Day<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Happy Valentine's Day</strong></span></div>
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by Carolyn Jones</div>
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With the focus on love and romance this week as Valentine’s
Day approaches, the Historical Society of Upper St. Clair Archives pulled out a
sampling of cards for a revealing look at how people have celebrated this
holiday in the past.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>These cards were
saved by various members of the Gilfillan family and range in date from the mid
to late 19<sup>th</sup> century to about 1915.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Most of the cards are extremely fragile because the adhesive that holds
the layers of the cards together has deteriorated and because the layers
themselves are unusually thin and delicate.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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The Historical Society Archives has highlighted these cards
for their sentiment, but actually, it is not clear if many these cards were
given for Valentine’s Day, on a birthday, or as a romantic gesture at another
time of year.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In fact, several of the
cards do not have any hand-written notes to identify them, just the Victorian
verses and intricate details not often found in Valentine’s cards over a century
later.<br />
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The verses tend to focus on abiding love with such themes as
constancy, friendship, and remembrance.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It is only with the later card from the beginning of the twentieth
century that sentiment is replaced by humor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>This most recent card was also mass produced as a post card, while the
older cards were presumably sent in envelopes (since discarded) or
hand-delivered.</div>
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One of the most touching cards is from a father, John
Gilfillan, to his four children “in love and friendship,” reminding us that
Valentine’s Day is not just a day for romance but a time to reach out to those
who matter most.</div>
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To see the rest of the selected cards, check out our facebook album Valentine's Day - <span style="font-size: 12pt;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/HSUSC">www.facebook.com/HSUSC</a> </span></div>
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Description: Postcard either from or to Alex. Gilfillan.
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Description: Front of a card from John Gilfillan to his
children. The verse reads, "Ever Yours" and "From One Who Loves
You."<span style="mso-tab-count: 2;"> </span></span></div>
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Title: Inside of Ever Yours Gilfillan Valentine<span style="mso-tab-count: 3;"> </span></span></div>
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Description: Inside of a card from John Gilfillan to his
children. The verse on front reads, "Ever Yours" and "From One
Who Loves You." Inside is the inscription, "To My Children Margaret
Fife Gilfillan, Loretta Gilfillan, Alexander Gilfillan, Mary Ellen Gilfillan,
in Love and Friendship from your Father John Gilfillan."<span style="mso-tab-count: 2;"> </span></span></div>
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Historical Society of Upper St. Clair General Collection
from the Historical Society of <st1:street w:st="on"><st1:address w:st="on">Upper
St.</st1:address></st1:street> Clair Archives</span></div>
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