November 1, 2007
    Hopedale History
    No. 94
    Sand in the Attic

    Over the last couple of weeks, I've added pictures to Hopedale in October.  

    The Little Red Shop Museum project is moving along on schedule. Here are a few pictures of the
    progress.     Week 6 -  Week 7 -  Week 8    

    Pictures of the Vehicle Fun Fair.

    For those of you who would be interested in names to go with the pictures of the Hopedale scouts in the
    mid-sixties that I put on the website a year or two ago, Kathi Wright sent some additions. Here's one
    page   and here's the other.

    Peter Arenstam, ship caretaker of the Mayflower II, will speak about the building of the ship and sailing it
    to the United States, at the Bancroft Library on November 7 at 7 PM. This year is the fiftieth anniversary of
    the arrival of the ship in Plymouth.

    From the Hopedale town website:
    The Mill Street Bridge will be closed for renovation/construction beginning October 30, 2007. The Bridge
    is projected to re-open in November of 2008. Residents are encouraged to plan their travel routes
    accordingly. We apologize for any inconveniences the closure may cause. For an interactive map,
    please click here.

    The Board of Health will be holding a household hazardous waste day on November 3. For details,
    check their website.


                                                                             Sand in the Attic

      Two weeks ago I sent some memories of life in Hopedale during World War II. Since then, I've
    received more. Here are a few of them.  

      During World War II, the top half of car headlights had to be painted black. We had practice air raid
    drills. Air raid wardens would walk around the neighborhood and let you know if any light was showing
    from your house. My father had put a couple of pails of sand in our attic, which had been recommended,
    in case of an attack by incendiary bombs.

      On days that ration stamps were issued, school would be dismissed at noon. Our teachers, Miss
    Cressey, Miss Gover, Miss Crowell and others, helped us register for the stamp books. Since my father
    was a farmer, he could get more gas than many other people.

      Some of the kids would go to the Mendon airport to watch for enemy planes for the Civil Air Patrol. I
    don't remember how they got over there.  

      When I graduated from high school in 1943 (there were only about six boys still in our class by then),
    we stayed out most of the night. I don't think we did much. There was no gas to go anywhere and
    nothing was open. The next day, my mother woke me up around noon. Drapers had called. They were
    hiring for war work. I got down there by one and went to work, without a day off after graduation.

      One summer I worked there spray painting magnetos, which was one of their "war jobs." Another
    summer I worked in the shipping room. Orders would come in for parts and we'd get them out of bins.
    They weren?t making looms during the war, but there would be orders for shuttles, bobbins and various

      After I graduated from high school, I went to Bates College. When I'd come home for a vacation, I'd
    take a bus to Portland and the train to North Station. Sometimes the train would have to pull over on a
    siding to let a troop train go by. We'd wonder where they were going and what would happen to them.  

      When the milkweed pods were ripe, we'd pick them and put them in paper grocery bags. I think they
    were used as insulation in vests and jackets. My father must have passed them on to the people who
    were in charge of dealing with such things.

      I was working at Drapers again in the summer of '45 when the war ended. On VJ Day, Howard Kinsley
    and Marion Billings came roaring up the street in a roadster, yelling that the war was over. Drapers
    closed for the day. People were all over the streets; it was like a parade. There was nothing organized,
    but I remember that there was lots of activity, and people were excited and happy. Muriel (Henry)

       My family and I came from Orange. We had moved to Hopedale before Pearl Harbor, but we were
    visiting there when we heard about it. My father, brother and uncle had gone out somewhere and had
    come back to the house with the news. We turned the radio on and listened to the reports of the story.

      I was a senior in high school at that time. Back then we had what was called the "main room." It was
    large enough so that all four high school grades would start their day there. The day after the Pearl
    Harbor attack, Winburn Dennett, the school principal, turned on the big Atwater-Kent radio at the back of
    the room and we all listened to President Roosevelt's speech.

      In those days the senior class would go to Washington during the April vacation. We had done our
    fund-raising and had money in the class treasury for the trip, but because of the war, we didn't know
    until about three weeks before that we'd actually be able to go. We couldn't get into a lot of the places
    that classes before us had visited, but we did get to see the House of Representatives.

      I didn't get a driver's license for a few years. No one could do much driving anyway. Under rationing,
    my father was allowed three gallons of gas a week. I suppose some people got more, but we lived on
    Hope Street, and he worked at Drapers, so he walked to work. My mother did most of her grocery
    shopping by phone. She'd call in her order and they'd deliver. Shirley MacNevin                                             

       I remember standing on the front seat of my parents car holding the steering wheel at Westcott's Mill
    when Ike Look, my uncles, John and Andrew Nealley, and a few others, had a huge siren that someone
    had to stand on for weight while others took turns cranking it. Everybody was celebrating the end of the
    war by making noise. I must have been four and usually I wanted to blow the horn and my parents
    would tell me no, but that day they wanted me to blow the horn but I was afraid to. My brother John
    remembers going up in an airplane with David Moroney at the Mendon airport and letting toilet paper fly
    out of the window of the plane to celebrate. David Atkinson                            


    Here's a bit of Hopedale trivia sent by Dick Orff.  You asked about Chet Sanborn's years of service to the
    Town of Hopedale. Here is a re-cap:
    COA.........................5 yrs    
    Dog Officer.............28 yrs    
    Lock-up Keeper......12 yrs    
    Police Officer..........36 yrs    (12 as Chief)    
    Pest Control............36 yrs    
    Sealer wght & mea..20 yrs    
    Truant Officer..........31 yrs   
    Tree Warden............28 yrs   
    Constable.................42 yrs    
    Inspec. of Animals....31 yrs   
    Total 269 man years of service...............Quite a record of service, I'd say !!!!   Dick O.

    And from Peter Metzke, some Draper trivia. The Draper Company was selling looms to Japan as early
    as 1898, just four years after the sale of their first looms.                                


    Recent death:

    Noella D. (Tetreault) Cederholm, 91, October 11, 2007.

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The former Henry house at 200 Dutcher Street.