Volume 1, Issue 11 The Great Thanksgiving … › WAMCC2009November.pdfMemories of the Great Thanksgiving Snowstorm of 1950 Recollection by David M. Weir - New York, NY My grandmother

Message from the editor: This month’s newsletter is a little dif-ferent than most earlier versions, because it is almost entirely dedicated to stories submitted by the readers “in their words.” I hope you enjoy these timely treasures. - Dennis Jones

Recollection by Thomas Czernek - Weirton, WV

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Volume 1, Issue 11

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The feature picture story for this month on the WAMCC website ( www.weirtonmuseum.com ) is the Great Thanksgiving Snowstorm of 1950. We requested those, who were old enough, to send us their memories so that we could pre-serve and document this once in a lifetime event. The response has been tremendous, as people from all over the country have been vis-iting our website to see the pictures and send in their stories. The website was at one point getting over 400 hits per day as people “tuned in” to see the photo gallery consisting of 23 Weirton snow-storm pictures of 1950. This news-letter is dedicated to the stories the viewers have provided. If we missed anyone this time, we would still like to have your story.

When you think of 1950, what people recall was the big snowfall, approx. 50” on Thanksgiving, and this literally shut down the whole valley. My memories vary – first of all I bought my first automobile, a 1950 Studebaker. I was working at the Weirton Steel Plant in Steubenville, OH, and I was living on Weirton Heights, Ritchie Avenue. The day before the “Big Snow” I filled my tank, and on Thanksgiv-ing I was working the midnight shift. As I was driving to work, it started to snow and I didn’t think anything of it, but, “Lo and Be-hold” when I went to punch out at 8:00 am, I could not believe how much snow had come down. I cleaned off my car and this was the start of my odyssey. I left the plant at 8:10 am and started my way home (crossing the Fort Steuben Bridge).

The Great Thanksgiving Snowstorm of 1950

Above is the “Photo of the Month” for the WAMCC website picture story on the Great Thanksgiving Snowstorm of 1950. This picture shows the cars appearing as “Igloos” outside of the People’s Restaurant and Fekaris & Son Confectionery in north Weirton.

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By 10:30 am I was a the intersection of Freedom and Route 2. As I sat there, three women (from Follansbee) rolled down their window and said to me, “Mister, do you think we’re “nuts” for going to Pittsburgh to shop?” To this I replied, “You’re not only “nuts,” you three are plain “crazy.” To this day I wondered if they made it. Three hours later (1:30 pm) I was at the bottom of Cove Road and slowly inched up the hill. I finally arrived home at 3:30 pm. I parked my Studebaker and the next morning all you could see was the aerial on the car, because the wind blew all night. Two days later (Sunday) an ice storm came and everything was covered in ice. -Thomas A. Czernek, 121 Joseph Blvd.

Looking north on Main Street’s 3600 block during the 1950 Snowstorm

Courtesy Weirton Steel Collection


Memories of the Great Thanksgiving Snowstorm of 1950 Recollection by David M. Weir - New York, NY My grandmother had come to visit from Indianapolis. We went to Weirton to stay at the Lodge. It began to snow and didn't stop. Apparently cars couldn't get up the hill to the club or the Lodge next door. We had a store of food that would last at least a week, so we just settled in. I was five or six years old, so this was a big adventure. I reckon the adults felt differ-ently, but, in those days, things were harder to do and there weren't so many machines around to shovel snow or move large amounts of it off roads and such. The Lodge was pretty far from everything except for the club and we were marooned at the top of the hill. I don't remem-ber, but, I'm sure we shared rations and other necessities with the club. No one could get up the drive along the golf course, which was, of

course, a huge sea of snow. Then, one evening, there was a commotion in the front hall and when I went to see what it was about I saw Judson, the housekeeper, helping a man in a military snowsuit into the hall. The man was carrying a rucksack full of food. It was Tom Millsop, who was worried that we might be out of food and had trekked from his house through the deep snow to the Lodge. It had taken him nearly all day. Tom was an old Marine and wasn't going to let something like a little snow stop him. Anyway, after a while, days later, bulldozers cleared the road and the telephones were repaired and things began to return to normal. I wish I remembered more, but it's a while ago. What stood out was being marooned, Tom Millsop's arrival, and sledding on the hill

after the dozers had opened it up. Granny, who was a game old dear, tried her hand at sledding and disap-peared into a snowbank headfirst. She was pulled out by her boots by a couple of men who were shoveling snow nearby. She later said she spent the next few months visiting a chiropractor. That's what I remember about the "Big Snow," as we called it. - David Weir, NY, NY

Above photo appears in one of WAMCC’s 2010 Picture Calendars representing the month of November. The picture shows children sled riding ion Brightway on Marland Heights during the 1950 Snowstorm. The house on right is owned today by Dr. Jim Bull, dean of WVNCC.

It was to be just another day of work, when I left the house 7:00 am and entered a world of snow. I walked from Terrace Circle, a street behind the then General Office of the Weirton Steel Company, to the Time Office, Gate #1, Main Street, where I worked as a Card Checker, checking and recording the work hours on time cards of the hourly employees of the Steel Works De-partment. As the day progressed, the snow built up and was getting deeper. The midnight shift of workers continued to work because the daylight crew had not arrived for work. As the day progressed, it became apparent that the roads were impassable, and the town was at a standstill. All of the town’s and mill’s mobile equipment were in use: pushing, removing, hauling snow to keep the roads and rail-roads open for travel. No employ-ees were able to come to work and Those who were in the mill were

unable to go home. All the restaurants in town were busy preparing food for those in the mill, and all the grocery stores on North Main Street were selling everything they had in stock. During my three days of work (72 hours) of keeping the time re-cords of the approximately 1000 employees that kept up the mill’s production, I also

Recollection by John G. Pandelios – Weirton, WV

managed to obtain groceries for my newly wedded wife Elma, and my in-laws, the Adalis family. Finally, as the snow dimin-ished and the streets and sidewalks were cleared of as much snow as possible, the mill, the town, and its citizens returned to almost their normal life. - John G. Pandelios

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Above photo shows John G. Pandelios (in white hat) and others walking along Main St. to work in the Great 1950 Snowstorm. Courtesy Weirton Steel Collection


First of all Follansbee High School was called off for one week. That was great news!!! As I can recall, the morning after the snowfall, Kuntz's Market was not yet open. Somehow my Mother found that the Royal Pastry was open so she sent me out to get bread and milk!!! I bundled up and put my artics on and out I went!!! I quickly deter-mined that the snow was very deep!!! In fact, I found that I was the first person to make tracks of any kind on Lewis Street over to Heazlett Ave.

Memories of the Great Thanksgiving Snowstorm of 1950


1950 was about the fifth year that I had the Cattrell Motor Company (the former old Tri-State Garage) on Main Street across from Stone & Thomas. I had re-built the front part of the building, but the back part was still held together with the original timbers placed there in the mid 1910’s. A steam boiler was located in the basement of the back part, fed by an iron fireman coal feeder. Snow from the 1950 Thanksgiving Snow-storm on the back roof was measured at 37 inches deep. You could hear the tim-bers cracking under the heavy weight, and it was feared that the roof would collapse and the boiler could start a huge fire. Bob Smith of Weirton Lumber Company opened up his business and provided tele-post jacks, which we put in place to rein-force the back part of the building roof. I then called the Weirton Fire Chief John Ferguson and asked for volunteers to use high pressure hoses and slice the snow off the roof. As the snow was removed, the

Recollection by Bob Cattrell - Weirton, WV

roof started raising up to its original level and you could hear and see the supporting tele-post jacks fall out from under it. I was very thankful to the fire department, the volun-teers, and Weirton Lumber Company during this event and made certain everyone was reimbursed for their help. The back portion of the building was completely rebuilt shortly after this occurrence. - C. Robert Cattrell

Above photo shows the construction of Weirton’s new Community Center - “Snowed In” for the time being.

Recollection by George Bilderback, Jr. - Columbus, OH

The same applied down Heazlett. I did not see any other persons, cats or dogs. It was very quiet. When I got down to Main St. there was evidence that some vehicle had moved on it. However, I did not see any moving until got up to the Royal Pastry. I had not crossed the street yet to the Royal Pastry when one solitary Jeep, with a canvas top, passed by, going southbound down Main. It ignored the red light!!! There was not anything else moving at that time. When I went into the Royal Pastry, I was surprised to see anyone working in there

but they sure were. I believe they were sur-prised to see me!! After the purchase, I re-turned home via the same path not seeing another human being, cat, dog or Jeep or anything. I had fun making that trip. Later, that weekend, it was my job to shovel out the sidewalk around the side and front of the house. It wasn't difficult because the snow was sort of dry where we lived. The drive-way was another story because there were retaining walls on both sides of it. My Dad's Monongahela Power Co. car was parked out front and was covered with snow until I swept it off with a broom. Then this giant bull dozer from Weirton Steel came through Lewis St. to clear the snow off which it did. However, in doing so it place more snow on the Company car that God did. That was a much tougher job to get it removed but Weirton Steel came through!!! Then the best of all as soon as the snow on Heazlett was packed down a bunch of us neighborhood kids went sled rid-ing!!! A good time was had by all. George G. Bilderback, Jr., son of George Bilderback & Marie Mestrovic Bilderback, and brother of Patricia Louise Bilderback Rhodes, who resides at 3733 Brightway.

Above photo shows the snowy scene in front of Royal Pastry on lower Main Street. Courtesy Weirton Steel Collection




In November 1950, I was three months pregnant. The day after Thanksgiving, my husband Michael got up at 5 am as usual and went to work at the strip steel dept. of Weirton Steel Company. My 2.5 year old son Mickey and I were sound asleep. We had no idea that anything unusual had occurred overnight. After I awakened and went to the front door to look for my Pittsburgh Post Gazette, I nearly fainted when I saw what looked like about four feet of snow - no paper, of course. The phone rang. My dear husband told me that he walked through that deep snow and bitter cold down the Marland Heights Road to work as it would have been impossible to drive. Practically nobody showed up for work. Michael was loyal and dedicated. Michael also told me he felt concerned and wanted to make certain that Mickey and I had milk. He phoned the little grocery store near our house and requested they reserve milk and he would pick it up after 4:00 pm. The owner (I believe it was Bill Taub) refused. He informed Michael that in view of the snow storm and no delivery anticipated, he would reserve his limited milk supply on hand for his steady cus-tomers. We were not regular customers. We dealt with the bigger A & S Food Store (Abrams and Schutte) located near the Strip Steel Gate downtown. After work, Michael pur-chased the milk at the A & S and walked back up the hill.

Recollection by Goldie Baly - Weirton, WV

Above photo shows the scene at Weirton Steel Company’s Strip Steel parking lot with several stranded vehicles of those who worked night shift on Thanksgiving.

The big snow storm rendered a lot of people helpless, but it did not get the best of Michael. He had courage. It was a day one does not forget even after 59 years. The baby was a chubby cheeked milk fed girl – adorable Melanie.

I had just graduated in May from High School and started working for Weirton Steel Company on July 1, 1950. Early on Thanksgiving eve-ning, I took the P&W Bus over to downtown Steubenville, where I exchanged buses and went to my girl friend’s house up on Labelle Heights. Later that night, after 11 o’clock it was time to go home.

Recollection by Jim Fenske - Weirton, WV

Above photo: The Weirton Tin Mill, where the Electrolytic Lines kept rolling throughout the storm.

Recollection by Vince Huntington A Steubenville cousin recently sent me your web site cover-ing the 1950 snow. I was 16. I recall making money shov-eling snow from flat roofs of stores in Steubenville. Thanks….. for the memories.. -Vince Huntington - California

That is when I looked out the door and saw all the snow ! Since the roads were not cleared, the P &W Buses could not run yet, so I had to walk home. My walk through the storm from Labelle Heights to Weirton took me across the Fort Steuben Bridge to Main Street and then to Cove Road, where I lived at that time. The next day, with all the snow, I had to walk further north to Weirton Steel Gate #1, where I made my way to the Tin Mill Office and re-ported to work. - Jim Fenske, Weirton

Recollection by Bob Boyer I remember that storm quite clearly.....lived on Marland Heights then, was a senior at Weir High and was visiting a friend.....Dana Imm, who also lived up there, and was wait-ing for the snow to stop to go home........by the time it stopped it was up to the top of my thighs and I had a hard time trying to walk home in it. -Bob Boyer



Photo of “snowed-in” Owings Street—Provided by Gordy & Kathy Hansen

I lived in Weirton at that time and worked for the C & P Telephone Company. We lived on Owings Street, off of 10th Street on Weirton Heights. Any operator that could get to work had to stay with some-one who lived downtown, so that they had enough people working the switchboards. There was an overload of call because everyone was snowed in. I can remember walking downtown and not seeing a soul and all the stores were closed. They had food brought into the phone company for us, but I don’t remember who catered it. The snow was waist deep on Owings Street and they had to dig it out with large equipment. - Gordy & Kathy Hansen



I was born on the Saturday before Thanksgiving, November 18, but back then newborn babies and their mothers stayed in the hospital a lot longer, so when Thanksgiving came around the next Thursday we were still there. This was Co-lumbia Hospital in Wilkinsburg, Pa., just a few blocks east of the Pittsburgh city limits. Mom remembered there was a construction-paper turkey decorating her food tray that day. My dad had to work -- he was a yardmaster for the Pennsyl-vania Railroad at the Pitcairn yard, just a couple miles from our house, and he got paid double-time-and-a-half for work-ing holidays, and with now three kids and Christmas coming up, he thought that extra money would be helpful. My brother and sister were home with my grandma, and all the Thanksgiving food, so they were OK. By Saturday, when I was a week old, the snow -- which ap-parently had averaged about an inch an hour for a day and a half in the Pittsburgh area -- had stopped and the city was starting to clear the streets. The nurse came around and told Mom we were welcome to stay if we didn't have anywhere to

Recollection by Lois Fundis - Weirton, WV

Above photo shows the scene at Weirton Steel Company railroad yards near the Open Hearth Mill. The old Weirton Train Station is on the left (covered with snow).

go, but they were starting to need beds, so if we had anyone in the city to stay with, the hospital would arrange transportation. Mom's older sister, my Aunt Ruth, and her husband lived about a mile or two away, so Mom called her and Aunt Ruth said they'd be happy to have us. Aunt Ruth went around her apartment building to borrow some clothes for Mom and baby things for me, and then walked to the hos-pital. When we were ready and went down to the lobby, our transpor-tation was waiting for us: a police wagon! We climbed in and the po-lice drove us to my aunt and uncle's apartment. Dad was snowed in at the railroad yard for several days -- the other yardmasters couldn't make it in to relieve him. When someone finally did come, Dad "deadheaded" on an engine headed our way, which let him off about a quarter of a mile from our house, and he trudged through the snow (some of it deep -- he described drifts up to his chest, so about 5 feet) until he got home. But it was still about a week until the roads were clear enough that he and my brother and sister could come into Pittsburgh and bring Mom and me home. Dad got paid lots of overtime for being snowed in at the railroad yard, enough that the big family Christmas present that year was our first TV set. TVs were still a new and exotic thing in 1950! There were only a few stations around then. A bit later they realized what they really needed, with the diapers and such, was a clothes dryer, so they got that in January. - Lois Fundis

Above photo shows the scene at the railroad yards, below the overpass, as Weirton Steel workers attempt to keep the tracks clear.

Recollection from Kathy and Gordy Hansen - Waupaca, Wisconsin



I was 5 at the time ... and my parents (Rev. & Mrs. Russell D. Fetty) often told of an incident that happened during that bliz-zard. I was on an upstairs porch and my Mama told me that I walked right off of the porch into a snow drift that had reached the level of the upstairs porch. They were totally shocked and it took some time to rescue me from the snow. I didn't get hurt because of the soft snow, but it was a family story that was re-peated over the years. After seeing the pics, I can see why it was so difficult. The incident happened up on Hudson Hill at my grandparents' residence (Emmett & Pearle Cooper). My rela-tives (some of the Cooper grandchildren) still live there on Hud-son Hill. -Nancy Fetty Hall



I was about 6 at the time of the snowstorm. My father shoveled a path so he could get bread at the Market at the foot of Market St. I dressed to follow him without my parents permission, I only got a few feet in the street in front of our house (4305 Brooke St.) and a neighbor saw that I had already lost both of my boots and was walking in the snow barefoot, he carried me back home and my mom slowly heated up my blue feet. The water felt boiling hot to me at the time and it was cold water from the tap. My Mother was probably wise beyond her years because she slowly heated up my frozen feet and toes, I had no ill effects, just remember the burning sensation. She massaged my feet when they began to get some color, they were very blue at first, then very very pale, white like our bed sheets, then some color. I can remember the event like it was yesterday. My Dad shoveled the way from our house to the market which didn't seem like a long path in the summertime but the amount of snow he moved was something and the path was at least five blocks long. I hope that this event is never repeated as the snow was beauti-ful but too deep to play in, so we kids couldn't enjoy the snow-fall, and didn't miss any school because it happened on Thanks-giving and had no school until the following week.

Recollection by Judy McAndrews Tice - Astatula, FL

Scene on one of Weirton’s side streets during the 1950 snowstorm.

Recollection by Nancy Fetty Hall

My cousin Jimmy Sloan sent me the pictures of the 1950 snow storm. I had just started my second year of teaching at Weirton Elementary. I remember that a death occurred in the Cline Family and my sister and I walked from Main Street to Steel and Wolfe Funeral Home. In those days , we just put on heavy clothing and boots and went on our way. Looking at the pictures , brought back some memories. After so many years , I've forgotten a lot of the names. Driving through Weirton last year was a surprise to me. It just didn't seem the same after 59 years.

Recollection by Delores Pelter Shockey

Scene near Steel & Wolfe Funeral Home during the great snowstorm of 1950.

Recollection by Ron Pitcock — California My name is Ron Pitcock and at 7 years of age in 1950 I was stay-ing with my Grandparents on Ridge Ave., in New Cumberland when that Snow Storm hit. My Grandfather & Grandmother was Thomas A. and Elizabeth Rainey formerly of Holidays Cove in Weirton. They had moved to New Cumberland and rented a house from a Mr. Ramsey. The house was located on the west side of Ridge Ave. and the front porch was only about 8 foot from the street at that time. As a 7 year old I thought the deep snow was the greatest thing that could happen ! The snow plows had been going thru and the snow was piled so high on the sidewalk that I had to tunnel thru it to reach the street so as to get to Loars confectionary across the street from the Methodist Church for milk and bread for the Grandparents. that was a week I'll never forget and I thank you for the photos and the memories that it brought back. I live in California now and DO NOT miss the snow and freez-ing temps ! -Ron Pitcock



Although I was 11 months old, I remember the talk of the 1950 Snowstorm. But If I'm correct, there were more storms worse than the 1950. I remember something around 1955, 54 that closed the schools for a week. I was in elementary school at Weirton Elementary school on County Road ( RT 2) at the north end of Weirton. I lived at 1113 County RD. Avenue A and Avenue B were our sled hills. Boy.... what a time in my life. I thought Weirton was the most fun place as a kid, because there was so much diversity in people, cultures and ways of life. We sort of had the world open to us to explore in Weirton, and it was fun. I knew every street alley, short cut, and not so short cuts to get anywhere. I knew from New Cumberland to Wheel-ing how to get from point a to point b, without ever touching a main road. We were adventurous . The Mill was part of our playground and we explored it as if we worked there. Got chased out a lot, but we knew every part of that mill as if we worked there. We spent a lot of time swimming across the Ohio River to Browns Island, way before they decided to make it part of the mill. What a fun ride! My father and everyone else's father worked at Weirton Steel Co.- probably one of the best in the country. YEAH, I'm proud. I have told the story that when I lived on Avenue A, our house butted up against the fence where the coke ovens were, and we always had heat. I left Weirton in 1962 after my father passed away and lived with relatives here in Baltimore. I still live in Baltimore and work for Johns Hopkins University Applied Physics laboratory. Retired from the Air Force reserves in 1995 and have been around the world 9 times. Thanks for introducing me to the historic sight. Willie C. Fair...Former North End Weirton resident. Baltimore, Maryland.

As we get near Thanksgiving. I want to share the story of a Thanksgiving Baby. In 1950 we had a large snow storm in Ohio. We were living in Toronto, Ohio. It had started to snow on Thanksgiving and snowed for days we were to be out of school for 2 weeks. My mother was with child and was worried that she could not get to the hospital in Steubenville. The streets were covered with 36 inches of snow and there were 6 foot drifts. Ban-field Ave. was covered. Our house was a full block and a half from Rt. 7 which had been cleared by the Ohio National Guard. There was no way we could get to Rt.7 with out help. My father called the neighbors. They got out their coal shovels (not many had snow shovels in 1950) and started to dig. They had to put the snow to the side, so when they were done there were 8 foot walls along the path that my dad's car would travel. The path went from our house to Rt7. My father, mother, and my mother's mother cooked eggs and anything else that we could find to feed the shovelers. The Wil-son's across the street fixed highballs to keep them warm. Soon my mother was on her way to Steubenville with her unborn child that I wanted to call Stormy. The baby was not ready to enter this cold icy world, so my mother went to her aunt Anna's house on 3rd street in Steubenville. My dad got food for us and restocked the Wilson's stock. The roads up the hill to the Ohio Valley Hospital were impass-able, a day or two later my mother had to walk a few blocks to Gill Memorial Hospital that was near Aunt Anna's home to have her beautiful little girl Janice Sharyn on November 29, 1950. - Ray Mulrooney

Recollection by Mucie Marilyn Allred I remember being five years old and the snow on either side of the cleared path from my house being twice as tall as I was. My brother and I stood there and intimidated by the tremendous snow...I lost a mitten by pushing in my hand into the wall of snow...I could not retrieve it and I was not consoled by thinking the snow ate it. I would like to see such snow again...Nature... - Mucie Marilyn Allred - Weirton, WV



Recollection by Willie C. Fair - Baltimore

Recollection by Ray Mulrooney

A little girl is dwarfed by the walls of snow on this side street in Weirton in 1950

Steelworks Dept. at Weirton’s North End in the big snowstorm - 1950 Courtesy Weirton Steel Collection


While planning our annual trip to Florida, Lorna included a side trip to Savannah, Geor-gia, to Paula Deen's restaurant, Lady & Sons. For those, like me that don't know, Paula Deen is a well-known chef and author and is seen on the Food Network. The side trip was nice, the food was wonderful, and we ran into a rather surprising piece of Weirton Steel History. Lorna was in the restroom, as women are prone to do, when she noticed this very strange door, especially for in a restroom. Then she saw something that caught her eye—Weirton Steel Co. It was an old fire door with this stamp in the door (shown above)..... Yes, it is a reverse stamp of The Dowman Dozier Mfg. Co. using 20lb plate from Weirton Steel. Remem-ber, this was an old warehouse that was converted to a restaurant in Savannah, Georgia. After sneaking me into the women’s restroom to check it out, we decided to share this amazing piece of history with the owners. Jamie Deen had been doing a book signing a

During this past weekend, it was time to put up the trees for the 2nd Annual Christmas Tree Contest, held at the Weir-ton Thomas E. Millsop Community Cen-ter. Weirton Area Museum’s committee this year is led by Pamela Makricosta and Leah Shirer, pictured at left. WAMCC has once again come up with a well planned tree and the theme this year cen-ters on Weirton, the “Great Melting Pot” of all nationalities. Due to construction taking place in the Rose Room, the trees will first be shown at the front lobby of the Community Center. It is planned to move all the trees to the Rose Room in about 2 weeks, after the remodeling is completed there. WAMCC won the first annual tree contest held here last December with the theme centering on Christmas in Holliday’s Cove - as it was 100 years ago in the year 1908.


A Piece of Weirton Steel History Discovered in Savannah, Georgia By Rich and Lorna (Meador) Young

Lorna Young outside Lady & Sons in Savannah, GA

The reverse imprint showing Weirton Steel Co

few minutes before and we went to talk to him. His brother, Bobby, had joined him while we had been checking out the gift shop and restaurant. I caught his eye and he asked what was up. I told him about Lorna’s find. Bobby and Jamie said they needed to see this, so they left a line of autograph-seekers so they could see the door. The other restaurant patrons were amused to see three guys in a stall in the women’s restroom, especially when two of them were the Deen Brothers! Both Jamie and Bobby seemed genuinely interested in this piece of history that is now part of their restau-rant. For Lorna and I, it showed that you can always find a little piece of home in the most unusual places---and when you least expect it. Rich Young is a retiree of Weirton Steel and cur-rent President of the Weirton Steel 25-Year Club.

Lady’s Room door that has the Weirton Steel Stamp

Lorna and her find on the Lady’s Room door

Bobby Deen, Rich Young, and Jamie Deen.

Christmas Tree Committee Busy at Work

2010 Calendars Going Fast The Weirton Area Museum’s 2010 Pic-ture Calendars are going fast as people from all over the United States are plac-ing their orders. We have sent out orders originating from Michigan, Cali-fornia, Tennessee, Florida, Missouri, New Hampshire, and several other states. Don’t miss out on these great collector items showing portions of Weirton’s rich and unique history!

Visit the Museum Gift Shop on line at www.weirtonmuseum.com or call (304) 479-7266 Pam Makricosta, Leah Shirer, and our tree.

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Volume 1, Issue 11 The Great Thanksgiving … › WAMCC2009November.pdfMemories of the Great Thanksgiving Snowstorm of 1950 Recollection by David M. Weir - New York, NY My grandmother