215 Oaklawn Avenue Fremont, Ohio 93420
It was somewhat foggy on Friday morning, August 19, when we left for the Dover show. I drove with John Dawley of Fremont, a man I went to school with in Clyde, and Charles Young an ace tractor mechanic retired from Clyde. Charles worked for the IHC dealer for many years.
We ran into our first detour through a small city of Norwalk. After, we drove into Ashland County and we began seeing a lot of trees with clusters of cobwebbs on them. The farther we went, the worse they got. I think they are called 'web worm'.
We were driving with the lights on as it was quite bad and foggy in places. At Ashland we left US 250 and took Route 60 to Loudonville and picked up Route 39, a scenic route through Amish country. We were warned by signs to be alert for horse and buggies but we only saw a few. We got to the Dover Fairgrounds about 10:30. Steam was already up on most of the rigs there and other outfits were coming in right along. John wanted a cup of coffee so Charlie and I started a tour of the many engines and tractors. About noon I had John paged to meet us at the car for dinner. We sat in our lawn chairs in the shade an date our lunch we had brought from home. Nearby sat another couple and after eating I decided to speak to them.
My opening remark was 'Sure is hot today...Where are you folks from?' We met Earl Hamilton and his wife from Lisbon, Ohio. He is a retired stationary engineer. In his long span of working years, he worked as an operator of a steam shovel - one he worked on used a ton of coal an hour.
The boiler was about seven feet tall inside and a man could stand up inside when they worked on it repairing flues, crown sheet and whatever. He was a very interesting man to talk with and we hope to meet up with him again!
An afternoon tour of arts and crafts, gas engines, flea markets, exhibitors, etc. proved interesting and helped us meet up with a few familiar faces. However, about three we decided to start for home. We had about 120 miles to cover and it would make it too late to stay and watch the parade of engines, tractors and machinery which I'm sure proved to be excellent.
Sight-seeing on the way home included an Amish man with his team and wagon in a pasture field taking down a wire fence in preparation to clean up a load of four-inch clay field tile that had upset into the ditch - I presume from a truck.