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November 04, 2007

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Posted at 12:00 am by Jason Togyer
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November 01, 2007

How Sweet It Is

You'd think that the day after Halloween wouldn't be a day to talk about sweet, sweet chocolate, but I can't resist linking to a story on CandyBlog (sponsored by McKeesport Candy Co.) about how the Clark Bar, "the signature item of one of the country's largest candy empires, started with a small operation run by young entrepreneur David L. Clark":

Mr. Clark entered the candy business in 1891 and spent a few years learning the trade before starting his own company, D.L. Clark Co., in 1886.

He manufactured candy in two back rooms of a small house with the help of a small staff. Within a few years, he made enough money to open a small factory in McKeesport.


D.L. Clark ended up on Pittsburgh's North Side. McKeesport did have several other candy companies, including Crown Chocolate, which survived until 1950 in a factory on Market Street. The same building was used as a warehouse by R&J Furniture Co. and currently by James Moving and Storage; I'm told by someone who stored a car in the basement until recently that several big vats in the basement still bore what looked like chocolate residue. (Ewww.)

Crown Chocolate became Thurman Candy, makers of "Tris Anne" chocolates, which were sold all up and down the East Coast by McKeesport-based G.C. Murphy Co. Thurman's moved to North Versailles Township in 1967 (coincidentally to the site of the old Vogue Terrace, mentioned here just a few days ago).

I'm not sure when it closed; the last trademark activity on file at the U.S. Patent Office is from 1975. One business directory shows a "Tris Anne Inc." chocolate company registered to 118 Wendel Road in Hempfield Township, near Adamsburg, but the company is defunct, according to the state Corporation Bureau.

Today, the McKeesport area's candy-making legacy is carried on by Dorothy's Candies --- a worthy company, though not on the manufacturing scale of Thurman's --- while McKeesport Candy is now among the largest and oldest candy wholesalers in the mid-Atlantic states.

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Open Records? Open Mouth: I just received an email from my good friend Bill DeWeese (D-Pomposity), the state House Majority Leader, bragging about how he's fighting for stronger open-records laws.

As the "Laugh-Out-Loud Cats" say, "O, Rilly?"

The Washington Observer-Reporter and Uniontown Herald Standard cover DeWeese's home district. What say you, O-R?

As originally proposed by Rep. Tim Mahoney, D-Fayette, House Bill 443 was a good bill. It created the presumption of access to agency records but contained a list of exemptions for medical records, documents that would disclose ongoing police investigations and documents related to homeland security.

That was before the House State Government Committee got hold of it. The committee replaced Mahoney's bill with language that would close much of Pennsylvania government and rushed it through in less than a day. The amendment was not available to the public until hours before the committee met, and significant amendments were added without public input. The committee even suspended procedural rules to rush the bill through.



But what about the HS? Surely they have some kind words:

(More) than 50 amendments have been tacked on, causing the Pennsylvania Newspaper Association to withdraw its support for the House version sponsored by local state Rep. Timothy S. Mahoney (D-South Union).

Why the House State Government Committee would ladle on so many changes - including an exclusion for all e-mails and the ability for governments to deny requests deemed burdensome - is the subject for much speculation. We thought the House Speaker's Reform Commission had already thrashed out most of this stuff, given the huge fanfare that accompanied its high-profile work.


I can't remember ... is the House Democratic leadership trying to fool some of the people all of the time, or just all of the people some of the time?

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Speaking of Open Records: Alert Reader Doug went to the Commonwealth's home page and clicked the link for the Pennsylvania Constitution.

The link returns a blank page, and Doug wants to know what happened.

Well, Doug, either Bill DeWeese has decided it doesn't fall under the state's Open Records Law, or he's taken it off-line to put in more loopholes.

(Good catch, Doug. Actually, I suspect the link was moved and someone forgot to add a redirect. You might remember Tube City Online had a few problems in that department a while ago. The state Constitution is available at the state Department of General Services website, though it's in PDF format.)

Posted at 07:38 am by Jason Togyer
Filed Under: Good Government On The March, History | seven comments | Link To This Entry

October 31, 2007

Murder Mystery

Because it's Halloween, I've looked around my tattered, dusty archives and found a grisly tale. Back in 1998, I was asked to write a "10 years later" piece on the Tony Michalowski murder for the Tribune-Review.

Well, it's 19 years later, and police still don't know how or why Michalowski was killed, or who dismembered him and scattered his remains in three Mon Valley towns, so it seems as good a time as any to look back.

Police always suspected Michalowski's killer was Robert Wayne Marshall, 37, of Shadyside, who was also a suspect in the death and dismemberment of another man. But before they could pull Marshall in for questioning in 1992, he took an overdose of pills and liquor and slashed his wrists open, committing suicide in May of that year.

You can read about the Michalowski case in the "Local History" section of Tube City Online. There doesn't seem to be anything else online about the case; who knows, maybe having it out there where Google can find it will prompt someone to remember the slaying.

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In Related Stories: Floyd Nevling, who's quoted throughout the Michalowski story, was recently dismissed as Pleasant Hills police chief in what sure sounds like a political vendetta. The borough accuses Nevling of being unprofessional and creating a hostile work environment for police officers.

Nevling notes that these accusations only became an issue after he sued the borough for a disability pension, and after his wife won the Republican nomination for a seat on Pleasant Hills council.

Ah, local government in the Mon-Yough area ... making Chicago in the '50s seem sane by comparison!

. . .

The Shop Around The Coroner: Incidentally, if you read the Michalowski story, you'll also note that I quote former Allegheny County Coroner Joshua Perper. About a week after the original Michalowski story ran in 1999, I received a letter from Dr. Cyril Wecht, who (it's safe to say) dislikes Perper.

"It must have been difficult for you to write such a lengthy article about the coroner's office without mentioning my name," Wecht wrote to me. "Thank you for not associating me with the failings of my predecessor."

I still don't know if that was a slam or a compliment, but I treasured it anyway. I happen to be a fan of Wecht and own a couple of his books; unfortunately, what I really wanted was a letter from Wecht like this one.

Ah, maybe some day I'll get one. Then I'll know that I've arrived.

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Sorry 'Bout That: You'll forgive me if Tuesday's Almanac never appeared. I spent most of the day in bed with a sinus headache, waking up only to head to my local grocery store, the House of Rancid Lunchmeat, where a large woman was haranguing one of the cashiers.

"Where the Halloween candy?" she asked.

"All we have left is what's on that shelf," the cashier said. There were a few lonely bags containing "fun-size" packets of M&Ms and plain chocolate Hershey bars.

The lady looked it over, snorted, then went back to the checkout line. The only thing she was buying was a 5-pound bag of Domino sugar.

I desperately wanted to ask, "Are you making your own Halloween candy? Or do you want a straw so you can eat that here?"

But I didn't, which is a good thing, because she easily outweighed me by 100 pounds and would have splatted me like a bug.

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Also Noted: At the House of Rancid Lunchmeat, there was a neatly printed sign on the frozen-food cooler that said, "Due to the recall of Banquet pot pies, we are unable to sell them at the present time. Sorry for the inconvenience."

Underneath, someone had pasted a copy of a fax from ConAgra discussing the recall. On the fax they had written in felt-tip pen: "We are NOT ALLOWED TO SELL the pot pies. Don't ask!"

I'm assuming that people heard: "Hmm, Banquet pot pies were recalled because they might cause diarrhea, vomiting and rectal bleeding. Maybe the supermarket will sell 'em to me cheap! Whoo-hoo!"

I've said it before, and I'll say it again: We're in no need of our own Mensa chapter any time soon.

Posted at 12:00 am by Jason Togyer
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October 29, 2007

Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

Last week, a newspaper had the following headline on page 1, over what was described as an "investigative report":

WEAVE EPIDEMIC HITS COMMUNITY HARD:
Drawback is Hair Fall Out



Now, was that in the New Pittsburgh Courier, or The Onion?

I'll give you a hint: It wasn't raining last week. Those were bitter tears being wept in Heaven by Robert Vann, Teenie Harris and McKeesporter Hazel Garland.

Notes an Alert Reader: "Hard-hitting investigative stuff. With all of the problems in the black community -- black-on-black violence, fatherhood, just for two -- this is the subject they tackle. No doubt Vann has a new nickname in the cemetery -- 'Pinwheel.'"

Honestly, was it that slow in Pittsburgh that the Courier couldn't find anything else to write about? Jeepers.

. . .

In Other Business: In case you missed it, Colin Dunlap had a really wonderful piece in the Post-Gazette a week or so ago profiling the former Duquesne High School football players who transferred to East Allegheny, and who have proved to be a major factor in the Wildcats' current 6-3 record.

Writes Dunlap, "There have been no fights, no cross words, no hostility, no scenes. A divide anticipated by so many never materialized. Funny how things shake down -- the adults bicker and complain while the kids innately make it all work, meshing toward a common goal, ignoring the distractions."

The kids from Duquesne High, and their parents, are still awaiting their apologies from the North Versailles and East McKeesport "officials" who predicted anarchy would reign in the hallways at East Allegheny this year.

I hope they're not skipping desserts while they wait.

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Wine, Wine, Whine: There was some great satire last Saturday by Chad Hermann over at Teacher. Wordsmith. Madman about the Picksberg mayoral race:

A Boy one day spied a beautiful bunch of FOP grapes hanging from a tree at a press conference along Banksville Road. The grapes seemed ready to burst with juicy endorsement, and the Boy's mouth watered as he gazed longingly at them.

The bunch hung from a branch with high standards and even higher expectations, so the Boy had to jump for it. The first time he jumped he missed it by a long way. The second time he jumped, he tried to knock them down with his golf clubs, but he still could not reach them. So he rode off a short distance in his Homeland Security SUV, had a couple of beers, and returned to try again, only to fall short once more. Again and again he tried, but always in vain.

Now he sat down and looked at the grapes in disgust.

"What a fool I am," he said. "Here I am wearing myself out to get a bunch of sour grapes that are not worth selling the taxpayers down the river for."



The moral, according to Hermann? "There are mayors who pretend to despise and belittle that which is beyond their reach."

Like this and this, I suppose.

. . .

And Finally: Last week, Republican presidential candidate Mitt Romney "accidentally" confused the names of Democratic candidate Barack Obama and terrorist leader Osama Bin Laden.

According to Johnny Lightning last night on WBCQ, Obama has made an offer to Romney. Romney can continue to refer to Obama as "Osama," as long as Obama can refer to Romney as "that weirdo Mormon m.f.'er."

Hey, Johnny said it, not me.

Posted at 07:18 am by Jason Togyer
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