Last Meeting!
W
e had another
great meeting!
I arrived near
the Bimbo’s Pizza location
about 10 minutes early, but
I could not find a parking
space on either side of the
street. I have never been a
big fan of one-way streets
but, in the case of curb
parking, at least if you make
enough laps, someone is
going to open up a parking
space.
It seemed like time was
ticking by too fast and I
could envision myself
missing all the great pizza!
That was when I decided to
take any space I could find!
On the same block, but as
far away as one could get, I
spotted a space! However,
after I got squared-up and
close enough to the curb, I
reached for the ignition
switch when I noticed a
sign, LOADING ZONE
HOLLY JOLLY
TROLLEY !!! So I pulled
out for another lap!
Once again I spotted a
parking space and as I pulled
in, I saw two lovely young
ladies just getting out of their
car ahead of me. Right away
I recognized it was Kelsey
and Katie. They looked back
to see me parking when I
rolled down the window and
asked if they thought I was
in a real parking space!
They looked over the
signs and agreed it looked
questionable! But, they
motioned me towards the
spot ahead of their car. The
three of us started our one
block hike to Bimbo’s Pizza.
We went by one of the local
watering holes when a pan
handler stepped into our path
looking for a handout!
Instantly my grand-
fatherly instincts were
triggered and I went into my
karate crane kick position!
Ok, maybe that wasn’t exactly
what happened. Frankly that
sort of thing leaves you in an
awkward position. I thought if
I take out my wallet and the
man sees I have not one but
three dollars . . . what then?
Was I ever glad I had the gals
along to keep me safe!
We finally reached
Bimbo’s and made our way
back to where the gang was
already seated and Katie
looked at me with an
astonished look! I know the
gals had never seen such a big
turnout for a club meeting! I
just nodded and said, “It’s the
pizza!”
I have to say, when we all
get together it is a big group
and a lot of fun! Here is the
names I have on my sign up
sheet, and frankly I am not
sure I have them all. The
following pizza eaters left
their marinara sauce-smudge:
Kelsey Ennis, Katie
Osborn, Bob Haffner, Mary
Hamilton & Linda, Ed
Nickerson, John Winkler, Ron
Smith, Charles Parker,
Vincent Grossi, Kevin
Seigfried, Elmer Ogg, Mark
McNee, Scott Hendrichson,
Steve DeBoode, Tim Hayes
and Al Holden.
Because of Veteran’s day
the Kalamazoo Library was
on lock-down, so we met at
Bimbo’s Pizza. Even so, we
still saw some awesome
bottles!
Where to start? We filled
up two large tables and a few
side booths. Most of the
bottles did not make their way
around every table. For
example, Scott Hendrichsen
had a bunch of freshly dug
treasure that never even
reached me.
I guess for that I can
be grateful! Think about it, he
does this very well! He brings
in stuff still covered with
privy vitamins, passes them
around and everyone handles
them. Then with the same
dirty hands we pick up a slice
of pizza! Hey, maybe that is
the secret to great pizza?
One of Scott’s finds, one
that I thought I had a picture
of, was a neat cast iron
cannon! It is a pretty good
sized heavy item and my first
thought was, “This is not a
toy, but a signal cannon!” It is
pretty cool but very rusty! I
think Scott plans to do some
electrolysis on it, then perhaps
we will learn more.
Also, Scott found a
beautiful pontiled S.O.
Richardson’s Bitters bottle!
Dr. Solom Osmond Richardson
was a doctor, who was also a
son of a doctor. Solom’s father,
Nathan Richardson, started
bottling his 98 % alcohol,
bitters as early as 1808, and
from the very beginning, folks
claimed to feel better from the
first dose!
The bottle that I picked up
was a nice early, machine
made medicine with full label
and even one dose left! He
even had the original box!
The product is:
DR. PETER’S
GENEES-OLIE
LINIMENT.
Alcohol
72%, Chloroform 18
minims per ounce,
camphor, chloroform, oil
of cloves, oil of sassafras,
oil of turpentine. DR.
PETER FAHRNEY &
SONS, CHICAGO, ILL.
Another item that Ed
gave me as a gift (actually he
gave me three items because I
am such a nice guy) was an
old, heavy, glass, W.
BROOKFIELD insulator. I
have a fairly large collection
and I know little to nothing
about them, but I really like
them! The ones without
threads we generally use for
pistol practice.
This one is embossed:
W. BROOKFIELD 83
FULTON STREET,
NEW YORK
Pat Nov. 13th 1883 & Feb
12th 1884.
Ed also gave me two
1962 Chevy Biscayne
taillights. Everyone was
impressed that I knew what
they were at a glance. Friends,
I am an old school drag racer
and I know my 60's era cars
better than anything else! I
took one look, and I could see
fender-skirts, dual antennas
and dual exhaust! I could
almost hear that big dual-quad 409 rumbling along over the
sound of Elvis on the radio!
And did you see that babe
pictured on the air freshener?
Ed also had a nice
cobalt blue poison bottle. It
was for sale, but I have one so
he found another eager buyer!
Mark McNee had
some other items for sale!
Mark has been dealing in cool
antiques for a LONG time! I
must say he has an eye for
finding some great stuff! One
bottle I saw being passed
around was as sweet as they
come! I believe it ended up in
Chuck Parker’s amazing
collection of labeled
medicines! This one was all
about the label . . . and it is a
beauty!
HAYES’ HEALING
HONEY COMPOUND
alcohol 7%, choloroform 4
min’s per ounce,
A REMEDY for COUGHS,
COLDS, & SPASMODIC
CROUP
It relieves ordinary sore
throat, stops the tickle, heals
the throat, relieves the
cough.
PARIS MEDICINE
COMPANY ST. LOUIS
MO.
What is so neat about
this label is the color graphics.
It shows a farmer leaning
against his white farm fence
with a field of clover as his
background. He appears to be
holding a honey comb in his
hand!
Vince brought in a nice
article that he found in one of
his bottle books. I have trouble
reading anything in a setting
like we had at the pizza party. I
am one of those strange birds
for whom they make you
whisper in the library. I think it
comes when you get a one
track mind. So, I took a picture
of the article.
Of course I pointed out
to some of the younger
members of the club that we
were a stone’s throw from the
B. Desenberg Wholesale
Grocery location. When I
looked over the pictures of the
article, I noticed the writer’s
names- - Lew Wisser and Joe
Widman! Joe is one of the
premier Kalamazoo collectors
and a member of our club! That
is indeed a treasure, Vince! I
really should have looked a
little closer.
Tim Hayes had a small
round bottle that is in a style
that I was taught is a “purse
bottle.” The bottle is amber and
embossed:
PROTONUCLEIN
Protonuclein was
trade-name of a substance
prepared from the lymphoid
tissues of animals, with the
addition of gum and milk-sugar
for making it in pill form. It
was employed as a healing
application to wounded and
ulcerated surfaces. I found
that it was used for everything
from thyroid trouble to
pneumonia. Neat stuff you can
learn from old bottles!
Kevin Seigfried
showed up with a thick book
full of ornate, canceled, stock
certificates from the
Kalamazoo Vegetable
Parchment Company. When I
was growing up we called it
K.V.C.P. Paper Mill and
nearly every family knew
someone who worked there!
It was really cool to
look through that book of
stocks and see all of the
names of families so
important to Kalamazoo
history! The shares were
worth $10.00 each, in 1923!
That was when ten dollars was
a meaningful amount of
money! The biggest stock
holder at the time, as far as I
could see, was J.
Kindleberger.
J. Kindleberger was
chief shareholder with
thousands of shares. If you are
familiar with this area, you
probably know about
Kindleberger Park.
Mark McNee brought
in something that he had
contacted me about earlier in
the day. It is a tin advertising
wall-hanger in the form of a
windmill. The windmill
blades served as the pivot
point of a small glass egg
timer. It was made by the
Grand Rapids Calendar
Company. My guess is it dates
to the 19-teens! It really
means a lot to me!
V.H. PIKE
FLOUR-FEED-HAY &
STRAW
CUSTOM GRINDING A
SPECIALTY
PHONE 18 OTSEGO
MICH
PIKES MESH MEANS
MORE EGGS!
I am an active member
of a Facebook group called
Vanished Otsego. I posted a
picture of this little item on
the group page and the
memories started flowing!
One member said: “My Mom
and Dad purchased their
chicken and rabbit feed
from Pike's. And then we
would go into Roger's
Grocery Store and talk to
Nobby the butcher in the
Meat Dept. and he would
give me a free bone for the
dog....this never happens in
this day and age.”
Another said: “I
remember going to the feed
mill to get feed ground for
the cows”
This was typical of the
comments. The “V”was for
Vern Pike and his wife’s name
was Alice Pike. They were
friends with my grandparents.
Because I was so close to my
grandmother I considered her
friends my friends. Mrs Pike
was a regular at First Baptist
Church in Otsego. My
grandmother called her “One
of the gal’s.”
My stepfather had the
Pikes 1947 Ford Stake-Bed
truck!
T
his month our
meeting will be
back at the
library. I think they having that
Cheese Making program again,
so I warn you it will be a rough
job finding a parking spot.
Before we went our separate
ways, some of the guys started
talking about how they got
started in digging and
collecting antique bottles. Then
with great excitement they
asked me to suggest that as our
next meeting theme!
Usually we have a little
struggle finding a fresh meeting
theme, but this time it just
popped out! Then a couple days
later, I was checking me e-mail
spam folder and in it I found an
e-mail from Vince. Vince had
some great meeting theme
suggestions.
It made me mad to find
my spam filter pulled the
message from my inbox
because it is not supposed to
work that way. If the sender’s
e-mail address is in your e-mail
address book, which Vince is,
his messages are not to be put
into the spam folder.
At work I am struggling
to learn a new computer and I
suspect that has something to
do with the problem. To make
matters worse, I am finishing
this at the last minute (as usual)
at home and I don’t have his
letter here! Rats! Well Vince
ol’buddy, maybe you can bring
some of your stuff, or we can
go with your suggestion for
next month.
I’m really looking
forward to seeing all of you at
this month’s meeting! If not, I
wish each of you a very