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The Springville Buzz

The Springville Buzz

Newsletter
By Carrie Rainey

Download a digital copy of the September 2017 Edition:

The Springville Buzz – Sept. 2017

Inside the September issue
Upcoming Events ……… 1
Living Memorial ……… 2
Buzz Around School ……… 3
Youth Leadership Programs ……… 4
Girl Scouts Need You ……… 4
BNL Info ……… 5
Kid’s Korner ……… 6


Download a digital copy of the May 2017 Edition:

The Springville Buzz – May 2017

Inside the May issue
Springville Judah Rd Closed ……… 1
In the Garden ……… 2
Buzz Around School ……… 3
Youth Leadership Programs ……… 4
Girl Scouts Need You ……… 4
Congratulations Seniors! ……… 5
Kid’s Korner ……… 6


Download a digital copy of the April 2017 Edition:

The Springville Buzz – April 2017

Inside the April issue
Gym Restoration ……… 1
Going Green for Earth Day ……… 2
Buzz Around School ……… 3
Youth Leadership Programs ……… 4
Girl Scouts Need You ……… 4
Judah Festival Pageant ……… 5
National Honor Society ……… 5
Kid’s Korner ……… 6


Download a digital copy of the March 2017 Edition:

The Springville Buzz – March 2017

Inside the March issue
Springtime In Springville ……… 1
Next Stop, Springville ……… 2
Buzz Around School ……… 3
Youth Leadership Programs ……… 4
Girl Scouts Looking For Leaders ……… 4
Shoe Drive ……… 5
Kid’s Korner ……… 6


Download a digital copy of the February 2017 Edition:

The Springville Buzz – Feb. 2017

Inside the February issue
Springville Basketball ……… 1
Next Stop, Springville ……… 2
Buzz Around School ……… 3
Youth Leadership Programs ……… 4
Girl Scouts Cookie Sales ……… 4
Pint-Sized Heroes Update ……… 5
Girl Scouts ……… 5
Kid’s Korner ……… 6


Download a digital copy of the January 2017 Edition:

The Springville Buzz – Jan. 2017

Inside the January issue
Gym Restoration Update ……… 1
Blood Drive-Riley Osmon ……… 2
Buzz Around School ……… 3
Youth Leadership Programs ……… 4
Girl Scouts Cookie Sales ……… 4
Denny Godsey Awarded ……… 5
Sea Cadets Volunteering ……… 5
Next Stop, Springville ……… 6


Download a digital copy of the December 2016 Edition:

The Springville Buzz – Dec. 2016

Inside the December issue
The Gift of Life is in Each of Us ……… 1
Christmas Decorations ……… 2
Welcome to Springville Sign ……… 2
Cover Story Continued ……… 3
Youth Leadership Programs ……… 4
Buzz Around School ……… 5
Christmas in the Park ……… 5
Kid’s Page ……… 6


Download a digital copy of the November 2016 Edition:

The Springville Buzz – Nov. 2016

Inside the November issue
Springville…In the Beginning ……… 1
Kid’s Corner ……… 2
Playground equipment ……… 2
Continuation of History of Springville ……… 3
Youth Leadership Programs ……… 4
Girl Scouts craft sale ……… 4
School Buzz ……… 5
Ads ……… 6


Download a digital copy of the October 2016 Edition:

The Springville Buzz – Oct. 2016

Inside the October issue
Perry Township Vol.Fire/EMS ……… 1
Update on Riley Osmon ……… 2
Playground equipment ……… 2
Continuation of Fire Dept. ………. 3
Youth Leadership Programs ……… 4
Girl Scouts craft sale ……… 4
Trunk or Treat ……… 4
Tractor Show ………. 5
Welcome Sign ……… 6
Phillips’ Fund Raiser ……… 6
Arson Flyer ……… 7
Ads ……… 8


Download a digital copy of the September 2016 Edition:

The Springville Buzz – Sept. 2016

Inside the September issue
Formation of a Gym Restoration Board ……… 1
Phillips’ benefit ……… 2
Playground equipment ……… 2
History of the Old Gym ……… 3
Youth Leadership Programs ……… 4
Girl Scouts craft sale ……… 4
Trunk or Treat ……… 4
The Buzz Around Springville School ……… 5

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Rebuild Fire-Destroyed Historic Gym

If you would like to make a donation to help rebuild,

please visit our GoFundMe page here:

https://gofundme.com/2fzs2vzw

 

 

 

Old Springville Gym Has Burned

The Old Gym on fire

7/19/2016 – Photo provided by Jackie Thompson (via Facebook)

Click here for indystar.com article

On My Honor, Springville, IN – By Daniel Baker

Dr. Jack Hamilton Armstrong – Part 3

This is third in a series of excerpts from the book: Dad’s Memories: Growing Up Poor, But Rich, by Dr. Jack Hamilton Armstrong (written for his Grandchildren)


CHURCH AND SUNDAY SCHOOL

Long before I can remember I am sure I was bundled up and taken to Sunday School every Sunday and stayed for Church following. Then I was taken to Prayer meetings every Wednesday evening as well. This continued until I was old enough to begin remembering the people who were always there, the songs that were sung and the lessons being taught.

The two Sunday School Superintendents I particularly remember are Aldice Jackson and Becham Godsey. They would always ask if there were any birthdays and if it was your birthday you were supposed to go up to the altar and put in a penny for each of your years of age.

There were also the annual Christmas plays in which you were expected to participate. Also there were the annual revivals when a visiting minister would come and conduct meeting for one or heaven forbid two weeks at which you were expected to attend every night. Occasionally there would be all day Church dinners which were usually a lot of fun for us kids as well as having a lot of good food!

Dad would only occasionally go to Church services. However, he would always take Mom and I and then wait at the filling station until it was time for the service to end and pick us up. When Grandma Moore was in residence during the summer he would drop Mom and I off at the Methodist Church and drop Grandma Moore at the Christian Church and then pick us all up following services.

One of the ladies at Church was Mae Tucker. She only had an older son, but she loved children. One Sunday morning Mom was getting me ready to go to Sunday School and I was crying and not wanting to get ready and Mom asked what was the matter and I said I didn’t want to go because Mae Tucker would kiss me.

My least favorite Church song was the Old Rugged Cross. It had about 6 verses and was always sung near the close of services when I was tired and sleepy and it seemed to go on forever. When I was about 12 years old I joined the Church and was baptized in Spring Creek over the hill from the Methodist Cemetery on what was then Frank Cobb’s farm.

To be continued….


Taken from the book: Dad’s Memories: Growing Up Poor, But Rich, by Dr. Jack Hamilton Armstrong (written for his Grandchildren)

Dr. Jack Hamilton Armstrong – Part 2

This is second in a series of excerpts from the book: Dad’s Memories: Growing Up Poor, But Rich, by Dr. Jack Hamilton Armstrong (written for his Grandchildren)


I would like to add some things I remember about Mom and Dad. I was not born until they were 37, so most of what I learned of their younger years was what I was told. When you think about it, you spend very little time with your parents. By the time I was 8, they were 45; when I started Purdue, they were 55; and when Alice and I were married at 22, they were almost 60. So I only spent about 10 meaningful years with them.

Dad’s father died when he was 16 and he was left to take care of his mother and younger brother, George, who was 6 years younger. His mother soon moved to Bedford and left him alone on the farm. I assume as a result he became a very good cook, especially of the things produced on the farm and especially in the big garden he always had.

He started working and managing the farm from then on until he died in 1968 at 74. Dad was a big man. He was 6-foot 4 and-a-half inches tall and weighed 240 pounds, which was very big in those days. It was said he could pick up a barrel of sugar, which weighed 320 pounds. He was very quiet and I never saw him lose his temper. He never whipped me but once, and I am sure I needed it, but when I was small he did thump me on the head, which did get my attention. It was always said that he had the patience of Job. I never saw him take a drink and the only time I ever saw him drink a beer was a warm one at a Cincinnati Reds baseball game. He never went past the 6th grade but always seemed to manage quite well. I never saw him read anything, but he was always sure Mom had the paper. He was one of my greatest supporters for going to school and wanted me to study veterinary medicine at Purdue, but of course Purdue did not have a veterinary school at that time. He liked kids and enjoyed driving the school bus, which he did for 22 years. He was pretty easy going and one of his favorite sayings was never run when you can walk, never stand when you can sit and never stay in the sun if you can get in the shade. That was kind of his philosophy.

Mom had a quite different personality from Dad. To say the least she was not quiet. She grew up on a small farm, 40 acres, across the road from where Dad lived from the time he was 16 years old. She had one sister, Beulah Pearson. She was 4 years older than Mom. I don’t think they ever got along too well, although the families were always close and visited almost every weekend. Dad and her son, Worth, farmed together and shared equipment.

Mom was always good in school and after finishing high school attended Indiana Central Normal for six weeks and obtained her teaching certificate. I am not sure how much she taught in her early years but later in life she renewed her teacher’s certificate and taught at the Springville School for many years. Kent Armstrong was always telling me he had her for a teacher the last year she taught.

She was a self-taught musician. She could play the piano and later self-taught herself to play the organ. She gave music lessons to almost everyone in the community, including me. As far as I know I am her only complete failure as a student. She was very active in community activities. She belonged to the ladies aid society at Church, taught Sunday School, played the piano for services, belonged to the county choir, and played the piano for the Day and Carter Funeral Home in Bedford for awhile. While she was a member of the County Choir they made a trip to Washington DC and sang on the capital steps. One of the original Capital Steps singers, get it?

During World War II she worked at an electronics plant in Bedford. This was all in addition to helping on the farm, raising chickens for egg money and canning hundreds of quarts of fruits and vegetables to put in the cellar for winter. The one thing she did not excel in was cooking and she made no bones about it. She readily admitted that Dad was a better cook. I have heard her say many times she would rather clean up afterwards than cook. When Robert was in the Army and asked if he didn’t miss good home-cooked meals he said, well not that much!

In later years, she and Hobert Powell were instrumental in getting the Springville Methodist cemetery enlarged and in keeping it mowed for many years. She was also a big proponent of me going to Purdue. However when I got homesick during the first semester she did tell me just to come home and we would do something, however she did not say what it would be. Thank goodness she never did have to say what it might be.

Armstrong Brothers

Here I am as a baby with Robert, note my early interest in dogs!

Armstrong Brothers 2

Here we are again, in 1938.

We of course, had no electricity until 1946, after WW II, when I was 15 years old. But that is another whole chapter. I spent most of my early years by myself, as Robert was 13 years older than me, so I had to entertain myself. But that was not trouble with all the animals, both tame and wild, that could be found on 250 acres. So I will begin by recalling some of my early memories of Church and Sunday School.

To be continued….


Taken from the book: Dad’s Memories: Growing Up Poor, But Rich, by Dr. Jack Hamilton Armstrong (written for his Grandchildren)

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