The Museum of Sycamore Shadows

Experience the culture and folkways of America’s most unusual small town when the Museum of Sycamore Shadows begins its 80th summer season on May 21. Named one of the ten best small-town museums in the country by Folklust magazine. Admission to the museum is free. Limited parking is available at the Imaginactory but spaces can be found along Plane Tree Lane. Private tours are available by appointment, including the popular “Introvert’s Tour,” in which your guide follows at a distance and says nothing unless you ask a question. Visitors may purchase refreshments at the restored Verter Beer Wagon, located on… Keep reading

Life in the Shadows

Photo caption: Curly Dowd purchased this half-photo at a garage sale and needs help identifying the lady. He thinks it may be his great aunt. “That’s my grandfather’s chin,” he says. Herman Yost says he has trained his slohund, Lancaster, to locate ripe raspberries, and intends rent him out by the hour. Note: Seldom seen outside of rural communities, the slohund is a breed of hound developed in the late nineteenth century by Amish farmers in need of an intelligent, sturdy, reliable dog for both hunting and farm work. Otto Hopp, Angel’s Rest Funeral Home, reports that since the introduction of… Keep reading

Miss Vivian

Miss Vivian moved to Sycamore Shadows just after World War II, beginning work in the lingerie department at Hibb’s Department Store the next morning. Sixty-eight years later, she still works every day the business is open at the only job she has known. The years have taken their toll and she’s not as spry as she used to be, but Miss Vivian will not consider retirement. If Hibb’s owner Lloyd Lloyd Chalmers were to suggest it, he would find himself tarred and feathered, so loved is Miss Vivian, even among those of us not accustomed to wearing lingerie. When Miss… Keep reading

Life in the Shadows

According to reports, moles have invaded the home of the Buttonballs and “right field looks like it has varicose veins.” Mayor Chibble says the town needs to establish rules for the new Marsuoin Park restrooms, “before things get out of hand.” In related news, the Castor Area Spastic Colon Club has announced an ambitious plan to build public restrooms at seven additional sites throughout the region. In celebration of Earth Day, Burson’s Hardware is offering 30% off pesticides, weed killers, and chainsaws. “Kill some bugs, wilt some weeds, and drop a tree,” says Burson. For members of the Church of… Keep reading

The Bookmobile

In 1920 Chase Bibble, the owner of Castaway Books, bought a milk wagon and paid Huddleston Drayson to convert it to a bookmobile. Bibble took to the roads of western Pennsylvania and eastern Ohio the next spring, leaving his sister, Dorothy Swain, to run the bookstore. At a time when farmers seldom traveled beyond the pig barn, books were an escape to the world beyond the oinks. Seeing a dust cloud in the distance, a farmer knew that a visitor was coming. With luck, it would be Chase Bibble. Each summer for twelve years Chase Bibble traveled, selling books, making… Keep reading

Life in the Shadows

SYCAMORE SHADOWS, Ohio. Eighty-seven people attended last week’s dedication of the new Marsuoin Park restrooms. The use of toilet paper for the ribbon-cutting ceremony was pure genius and Mayor Chibble’s address was well-received, even if he did venture into hyperbole by calling the new facility a “monument to nature’s call.” Otto Hopp would like to swap a funeral for a vacation in Maine, preferably on the coast. According to an unconfirmed report, young Hanny Yoder has entered the rebellious stage, Amish style. Last Saturday he took the family mule, rode it to Castor, got drunk, and came home the next… Keep reading

Life in the Shadows

    The subject of Minister Easter Westminster’s sermon next Sunday will be, “How to File Your Taxes Without Losing Your Soul.” The first 20 visitors will receive a free copy of the book, “Render Unto Caesar.” Tax forms will be provided for all.     Garton Purby found a pet groundhog yesterday and will hold it in his garage for one week. The rodent appears to be a young male, walks with a slight roll, and is wearing an Ohio State Buckeyes sweater. Purby says people shouldn’t keep groundhogs if they’re not going to take care of them.  … Keep reading

Frazzled Sheep

Homer Hundigger told this story at the Crawdad Club last night: Daddy always said I didn’t apply myself. I did, just not how he wanted. We was dirt poor, so Daddy probably didn’t apply himself neither, least not the way Momma wanted.    The Gritstones, a mighty fat family, lived behind the church and had a sheep pen in the rear—six or seven head. Now, older folks might see the Gritstones laundry on a line and think nothing of it—young folks is different. I saw them clothes hanging there, and them sheep resting comfortably, and I thought it would be… Keep reading

Life in the Shadows

Thursday, March 30, marks the 85th anniversary of the Shadow Road collapse, widely considered one of the seminal moments in town history. Construction has begun on the Marsuoin Park restrooms. Frida Goblocks is writing a research paper for her history class and wants to know if anyone was ever beheaded, stoned to death, or drawn and quartered in Sycamore Shadows. If not, she’ll have to change her subject. Betty Hundigger wants to know if Mr. Hopp really signs bodies with a marker after embalming them or just says he does for advertising purposes. She’d hate to think that Grandma Wentworth… Keep reading

Life in the Shadows

Although Minister Westminster acknowledges his position as the leader of the Church of the Lost Sheep, he feels uncomfortable when people call him “your wooliness,” and refuses to carry the shepherd’s crook he received as a birthday present. Mayor Chibble and Nippy Keene have agreed to terms for the establishment of a cemetery near Buckstone Field in Amishtown, for which Mr. Keene will donate two acres containing 13 trees, one boulder, several fence posts, and a substantial blackberry patch. Mayor Chibble has contacted the Heaven’s Gate Cemetery Entrance Company, Lombard, Ohio, and expects a quote within the week. Amanda Ballard… Keep reading

The Pine Cone

While conducting research at the Museum of Sycamore Shadows, I found the following brief story in the papers of the late Robinson Hardy, written in the last decade of his life. Although too sappy for my taste, those who prefer sentiment to substance may enjoy it for Valentines Day: We waded to a midstream rock—you might call it a boulder. I’ll point it out when you’re in town. Holding hands we sat and talked, each word a discovery, each smile a delight, telling each other who we were, and I felt as if I could have lifted the rock—the boulder,… Keep reading

Dowd’s Flying Diapers

Birds have wings for one reason: to scatter the output of one of the fastest digestive systems in the animal kingdom. Those who doubt the efficiency of bird plumbing should walk behind a Canada goose for 20 minutes. Nature also gave birds more intelligence than is commonly known, especially the corvids. Send a duck to college—eight years later he’ll graduate as a crow. Sycamore Shadows inventor T. Alva Dowd, the father of Curly Dowd, had a pet crow named Falstaff. I could also write that Falstaff had a dimwitted pet human named T. Alva Dowd. By studying his pet crow… Keep reading

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