This door is red all year round but looks especially in season at this time of year (especially with green leaves draped over it)!
I bet Fred Eno noted 12/12/1912 in some fashion — despite it’s predating the first Weakly Boomerang a few years! (Click on article for more readable version!)
And . . .
Food trucks of NYC #15!
There’s quite a lot of activity going on these days at the ol’ homestead, and of a decidedly centrifugal variety! (Etymological note: centrifugal is away from the center, from centri = center and fugal = fleeing, whence fugitive. Centripetal is toward the center, from centri = center and petal = seeking.) While cartloads of items have “flown” to the Goodwill, to booksellers of various sorts, and to rummage sale stockpiles, a good hoard of items have been swept up into the continued care and keeping by members of the Boomerang readership, to whom this particular find may be of particular interest: a photo of the Original Boomerang editor, Fred Eno!
Here he is along with the person he refers to as “Mama” in the Original Boomerang (but whose real name was Mary Miranda, née Loper) in year uncertain. The back of the photo has a note, “Grandfather and Grandmother Eno at Clear Lake Cottage” and the number “65” (hmm!). If you click on the photo so that you can see its full size, you’ll see that the sign above the door in the background reads “Golden Moments” — indeed!
Elsewhere at 18747, this note written by Beth (aka Betty Rust) about her dad turned up (which includes a note about the origin of the Original Boomerang!):
Along with being a hard working man and good provider for his family, he was an entertainer and liked having an audience. He had a reputation as a humorous public speaker. The following accounts tell of his showmanship:
During a speech he gave at the annual anniversary dinner of the church (the big event of each year) he became very excited (or pretended to) and took off his suit coat, then his necktie, then his vest and then his shirt. To the delight of some of the audience and very shocking to others, he had on a corset — the kind that laced up the back with long corset strings. The thrust of all this had something to do with his not being tied to any one’s strings — they were his.
The Ad Club was the fore-runner of the Chamber of Commerce. Dad was very active in the Des Moines chapter. One of the annual dinners was held in a hotel across the street from Dad’s printing company. After Mother and Ruth and I were seated for the dinner Dad excused himself to take care of some business at his shop. Just as it was his turn to appear on the after dinner program the door flew open and in came a newsboy, yelling “Wextra, Wextra, read all about it.” The newsy was Dad, dressed in knickers, with a cap on and the Extra newspaper he was peddling was his speech which he had written in newspaper format and had printed. He gave a copy to each of the guests.
At another Ad Club dinner he was also absent from the table for a while. Again he made his entrance just when he was to be on the program. This time he was dressed as a printer’s devil, tail and all.
At a costume party he appeared in only a barrel. At that time a painting of a nude girl was popular, It was titled, “September Morn.” On Dad’s barrel he had printed the words, “September Noon.”
After we were all grown and living away from home he typed his family letters in the form of a newspaper, which he called, “The Boomerang — the Eno Weekly.”
He won many contests with original slogans, motto type sayings and short rhymes.
NB: A “printer’s devil” = a printer’s apprentice. Folks aren’t sure about the origins of the term; it may be related to the tradition whereby an “actual” devil (named Titivilus) caused mischief in print shops–and before print shops, in scriptoria!–pulling such devilish pranks as introducing misspellings, omitted words . . . on and on! Read more about printers’ devils here.
September Morn is a painting by french artist Paul Emile Chabas and was completed in 1912. It was somewhat of a sensation/scandal in the US. A digital copy appears below; read more about the painting here.
Here begins the second post in the family history series, this one an annotation of the first issue of the original Boomerang, created by Fred Eno, Dick’s grandfather (Betty’s father). Click on the thumbnail image to the left, which will open a new tab with a full size image of the issue. (When you move your cursor over the image, it will probably turn into a magnifying glass; if it does, click on the image, and you’ll get a much bigger version!) Dick and I talked about this issue last summer (over the cleaning of many delicious mussels!), but of course now I’m not sure where those notes went. So I need some help identifying some things at the very beginning, including what and where “Camp Dodge” is and who or what Amelia is! Past that, I can affirm that Beth is the Rust kids’ grandmother Betty! The sisters who are being spared cutting remarks (can you imagine?) were all elder; in order they were Eula, Enola, Gladys, and Ruth, for a total of five Eno girls. Beth was born in 1902, so on November 24, 1917, she would have been a very wise and grown-up 15.
At the top of the second column, Fred mentions the “1918 Hup” coming out and points out that it’s 600 pounds lighter and a foot shorter than Pattie; they’re both cars! Here’s a photo of a 1918 Hupmobile.
West and East Highs were two high schools in Des Moines; see the 1905 Annual for West here! East High–the “other guys”–seems to be in the business still; here’s its site. Who was the Eno family’s representative at the game festivities, I wonder?
Waveland acres? Seems to me it was a kind of suburb of Des Moines waiting to happen (did the Enos own some land there)? The Waveland Cafe was featured in the National Geographic’s “Intelligent Traveler” blog recently!