Lions Mu­sic Fes­ti­val com­ing soon

Record Observer - - Opinion -

The Cen­tre­ville Lions Club ap­pre­ci­ates the fine pub­lic­ity with story and pic­tures o fthe up­com­ing Bay Mu­sic Fes­ti­val on June 10 in the re­cent edi­tion of the Ch­e­sa­peake Ex­plorer, but must cau­tion all read­ers of that edi­tion that it had the date and time wrong in its story.

The Fes­ti­val is on June 10, not June 9 as was printed, and will run from 2 to 9 p.m., not 1 to 9 p.m. as was printed in the Ex­plorer story. Also the Club is not hav­ing a corn­hole tour­na­ment, which was also in the Ex­plorer story; so don’t show up fig­ur­ing to be in a corn­hole tour­na­ment.

We look for a good crowd at the 4-H Fair Park on June 10 — it will be a grand affair for the whole fam­ily.

••• CHS ALUMNI DIN­NER As I have men­tioned many times over the past years, our Cen­tre­ville High School Alumni As­so­ci­a­tion din­ner is al­ways a very nice affair and lets all of us who show up greet old friends and for­mer class­mates again, some­times for the only time in a year.

It is in­deed won­der­ful that an or­ga­ni­za­tion which can­not re­cruit new mem­bers and, in fact, al­ways loses mem­ber­ship dur­ing the year, can have such a won­der­ful turnout each May.

A good ad­di­tion this year was the lengthy his­tory of our old high school, which was at each place set­ting. It was put to­gether by the as­so­ci­a­tion’s sec­re­tary, Patsy Dadds Mock, who was a mem­ber of the Class of ‘66, which was the fi­nal class to grad­u­ate from CHS. She found pa­pers that show the school com­mis­sion­ers on June 28, 1892, were seek­ing $10,000 from the county com­mis­sion­ers to build and equip a high school in Cen­tre­ville. It took a few years, but fi­nally in 1900, school board mem­bers awarded a bid of $16,280 to Ed­ward E. Ins­ley to build the school. Our school was opened on Tues­day, April 9, 1901, to ac­com­mo­date 300 stu­dents, but only 111 were en­rolled in four classes. The first grad­u­at­ing class was in 1903.

••• BASE­BALL HERE IN 1946 Had ev­ery in­ten­tion of cel­e­brat­ing the 70th an­niver­sary of Cen­tre­ville’s fi­nal year in or­ga­nized pro­fes­sional base­ball last sum­mer, but notes got mixed up and lost in this messy desk and I never fin­ished read­ing the 1946 bound file of the Record-Ob­server to get the story to­gether.

So here we go just a year later of that won­der­ful bit­ter-sweet sum­mer when we won it all, and then lost it all as the Bal­ti­more Ori­oles, which put their farm club here, did not re­turn.

We were in the eight-team Eastern Shore Base­ball League and I was lucky enough to be named of­fi­cial scorer for the team and sat in the tele­phone­sized booth on the top row of the old wooden grand­stand at the foot of Belvedere Av­enue as my old class­mate and friend Ge­orge Aldridge did the playby-play for ev­ery home game.

The team won its opening game, May 9 over Cam­bridge, 8-1 with 1,500 fans in the ball­park. We went on to win the reg­u­lar sea­son sched­ule, 88 wins and 37 losses, and then took the play­offs and pen­nant. At one of the games, the field was filled with 2,563 fans, over-ca­pac­ity at­ten­dance.

I was edi­tor of the pa­per at the time and also sports edi­tor, writ­ing about ev­ery game that sum­mer, and said we hoped the team would re­turn for an­other year, but it did not hap­pen. In fact, the Eastern Shore League folded in 1949.

Oh, and I ran across a lit­tle poem that I printed on the sports page that was writ­ten by Ida Mae Dodd, where she wrote about Jack Dunn III, the team’s gen­eral man­ager.

••• HIN­DEN­BURG VISIT? A story in the Bal­ti­more Sun the other morn­ing told of the gi­ant zep­pelin the Ger­man-built Hin­den­burg fly­ing over Bal­ti­more on Aug. 8, 1936. It said the air­ship had flown down from New Jer­sey and came on down the Eastern Shore to Cen­tre­ville, where it turned and flew west across the Bay to Bal­ti­more.

Can any of my se­nior read­ers re­call that day? I was only 12 and don’t re­call ever hear­ing about the visit of that great air­ship over town.

••• CAR­DI­NALS FEED­ING It was fun a cou­ple morn­ings this week to watch the big red car­di­nal feed­ing un­der the finch feeder in the back­yard, then also pick­ing up a seed or two and go­ing over to a smaller car­di­nal and feed­ing it.

The d*** black birds get into our smaller finch feeder and clean it out be­fore the smaller birds can get a bite to eat and I am filling it nearly ev­ery day. Our largest feeder by the rose gar­den doesn’t seem to get the busi­ness the finch feeder gets and I only fill it about once a week.

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