Mural Book Now Available
Come Home and Remember
This book presents 50 of my murals of East Liverpool, OH and the surrounding area, along with accompanying text. Painted over a twenty-five year period, the book contains beautiful full-color reproductions of notable sights and places from a by-gone era: schools, potteries, restaurants, businesses, scenery, parks, and many more.
by Mary L. Tambellini and Craig Wetzel
77pp, 9 x 12,” alk paper, full color with fold-outs
Signed by the artist. $25.00
Now available for purchase through my Etsy store. E. Liverpool area residents may wish to contact me directly, unless you enjoy paying shipping costs.
New Stock at Hibb’s Dept. Store

Owner Lloyd L. Chalmers would like to announce that new fly rods are available for the 2012 season and may be tested across the street in the pond at Sycamore Park, though the public is cautioned to refrain from casting near the ducks after the unfortunate incident last year. The public is also reminded that the limited edition bamboo fly rod lost in the aforementioned pond last year by Mr. Curly Dowd remains the property of Hibb’s Department Store and anyone recovering said fly rod is requested to return it immediately, where they will be given a selection of flies or a toaster as a reward.
Hibb’s Department Store, Lloyd Lloyd Chalmers, Owner, Sycamore & Park St., Sycamore Shadows, OH
Our Covered Bridge
There is no better introduction to a town than through a covered bridge. The car rises, you enter the shade, the bridge rattles and shakes as only a wooden bridge can do, and then you pop into the sunlight and the town is suddenly in view, Sammy Blue’s Bait Shack immediately to the left. with Doc Ghesslet’s office straight ahead, partially visible through the Sycamore trees. Built in 1883 (more…)
Sycamore Shadows Yearbook

The imaginactory is pleased to announce the forthcoming publication of the Sycamore Shadows Yearbook for 2011, a compilation of every post relating to the town and its citizens published in the past year. The book will be available free to all subscribers of imaginactory.com and for .99 to everyone else. If you’re cheap, subscribe. It will be published in formats compatible with the Nook, Kindle, iPad, and most other readers. (more…)
Falling from the trestle
Although the Fredericktown trestle was dismantled quite a few years ago, many citizens remember having heard the story of Jessup Sanderling and what happened when she lost her balance.
Our Illustrious Tree
Ohio has always been known for its abundant Sycamore Trees but the most famous example just happens to live in Sycamore Shadows.
Nippy Keen: Revolutionary War Veteran

Nippy says his many greated grandfather fought with General Nathanael Greene in the southern campaign of the American Revolution. According to Nippy, his grandfather and the Quaker general were such great friends the common soldiers called them Keen & Greene, or Greene & Keen, but I don’t know about that. Nippy knows more about the American Revolution than anyone I’ve ever known but he likes stretchers too, especially when it concerns his family, which he’s terribly proud of. (more…)
The Rock, or Why You Can’t Just Grab a Girl
The proper name is Little Beaver Creek but folks around here simply call it the “crick,” since it pretty much surrounds the town. It’s the only place I fish. Some folks just fish here to hold them over till they can get somewhere else but Sammy Blue and I don’t want to fish elsewhere. There’s a spot downstream of the town about a mile that’s close enough and far enough where there’s a big boulder midstream that people call “the rock.” At one time, before the dams raised the level of the Ohio River and the lower few miles of the creek, it wasn’t near as deep. I’ve seen photos of it around the rock. Big boulders all over and water rushing this way and that, foaming and gurgling and splishing like a trout stream in the mountains. (more…)
View From Laughlin’s Bridge

This photo was taken in the 1920s from “Laughlin’s Bridge,” looking downstream on Little Beaver Creek, about a mile from the Ohio River. On the flat to the right was located the town of Little Beaver Bridge and just upstream was the original covered bridge built in 1806, reportedly the first in Ohio, for what it’s worth. Because dams have raised the level of the river, and by extension this part of the creek, the rocks in this photo are no longer visible.
Sycamore Shadows Historical Marker

I carry a camera with me wherever I go and though I am no photographer, I do snap an interesting photo on occasion. This sign is located at “the bend” just before the covered bridge and the town come into view. Outsiders will often stop and read the sign, then invariably look around and scratch their chins, wondering where the place is, eventually concluding it no longer exists. Two minutes later they round the bend and the town pops up, sort of like driving through the tunnel into Pittsburgh, except it’s prettier. I’m supposed to paint the sign, which isn’t as old as it looks, but don’t know when I’ll get to it. I keep telling people that sign painters might be artists, but not all artists are sign painters.
The Ohio Mermaid
I enjoy looking through old newspapers, books, and periodicals, especially when they relate to the area in which I live, so I was delighted to find this article in an old Lisbon, Ohio newspaper. I was already familiar with John Bever,
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Aunt Ada says Sammy Blue was simply there one day, an intelligent young black man wearing a new hat, coming from nowhere in particular, without a history, without a family, carrying an expensive Martin guitar, appearing so natural that no one thought to question his presence until it no longer mattered and wasn’t worth the asking. How he would fish when he wasn’t playing the guitar, catching smallmouth and sauger, 









