Forty Years Ago
“Bling!” Or rather, “Ring!” went the police station monitor at 1:30 a.m. Something amiss at the Englehardt meat plant at 7411 Franklin. Arriving officers, finding no tampered entry place at ground level, took to the roof where a person-sized hole had been made. Calling for reinforcements to form a security ring around the building, Lt. Ed Zeibell ordered the suspect burglars to come out or expect to get weepy over some tear gas. Enter, or rather, exit, LeRoy Thompson and Lorin Blackwell, both of Maywood. Neither offered resistance, and the only harm done was to the funny bone of the editor who headlined the article, “Police Fry Meat Burglars.”
In another piece of “well done” police work, our men in blue won a high hurdles race with a 29-year-old man who wrongly entered an apartment at 330 DesPlaines at 2:30 a.m. Called by another tenant who “heard some noises,” police were dispatched. Together, they flushed the would-be burglar, chasing him downstairs. After considerable fence-jumping the intruder was brought down after a temporary net gain of 3 or 4 backyards.
From the Oct. 1965 issues of the Forest Park Review.
Thirty Years Ago
The year, according to the Review of Oct. 14, 1975 was 1914. The old village hall would soon be open, and the Businessman’s Association, AKA Chamber of Commerce, was just open for, well…business. Each member had one vote, and his occupation was recorded in the simplest terms. This ranged from the more common, such as grocer, dentist, physician, publisher, banker, saloonkeeper, to the more specialized, sign painter, art novelty purveyor, cracker and biscuit maker, beer distributor, amusement park manager. Things were different then…except maybe beer distributor.
A couple churches here served a heavy population of German people (mostly Lutheran). In 1911 about 75 Roman Catholic families living here wanted their own parish. The bishop agreed and appointed the Rev. T. D. Burke as the first pastor of St. Bernardine. The first mass was held in the lodge room at the rear of Vogel’s Saloon at Harrison and Harlem. Things were different then.
What object has six letters when in the atmosphere, and nine letters when on the ground? (Straight question. Answer next week.)
From the Oct. 1975 issues of the Forest Park Review.
Twenty Years Ago
Ye Olde Publisher Haeger: “A move to rescind the 55 mph speed limit is still on. They say that buying a car that would do 120 mph is like asking the Mormon Tabernacle Choir to hum.”
Bob said he saw a two-part sign on the front lawn of a church while driving in Wisconsin: “Do you know what Hell is? Come hear our organist in recital next Sunday.”
The Oct. 30, 1985 Review carried a press release from the Triton Earth and Space Center on Halley’s Comet, which was due to pass over the following year. It credited Edmund Halley, who observed the heavenly body in 1862, with predicting its return 76 years later. (And every 76 years since.) Keep in mind for next year’s baseball season. Halley’s Comet visited us in 1910…Mark Twain was still alive. And just two years before the Cubs had won the World Series. Well sir. That dirty ball of ice, rocks and gas swung ‘way out again on its long, lopsided loop in 1910, and gave us a big Hello in 1986. Meantime, at Wrigley Field … let’s just not get all excited about his year’s version of next year’s Cubs. It’s in the stars! The Cubs have proven themselves to be been losers on a cosmic level! Do the math”and Go you Sox.
From the Oct. 1985 issues of the Forest Park Review.
Ten Years Ago
Ex-Commissioner and Realtor Gerald Jacknow heard that PCS Telecommunications Co. offered the village $500 a month to lease space on the site of the South Water Tower for its linemen and other operations. Jacknow went to the bargaining table with the company and came away with an agreement to lease for $1,000 dollars a month. This was money for the village gotten gainfully; a type of deal that municipalities then and now engage in reguarly. Mayor Popelka congratulated Jacknow on his work.
This is the kind of positive action most of us would rather see taking place in our village council, rather than the too many instances of bickering, backbiting and petty infighting that wastes the village’s and its citizen’s money. Not that we should gouge would-be renters or lessees seeking to pay for village services, but that there come as much as possible fromall of our elected or appointed officials responsible and village-beneficial actions.
As mentioned in last week’s column, we’re all in this village together, and it is a pretty good place. Where we’re going and what we will be is up to us all.
From the Oct. 25, 1995 issue of the Forest Park Review.