This grainy photo appeared almost 50 years ago in the Chronicle, and is part of Bernice Sjoblom’s scrapbook about the Buffalo Party Convention and Pig Roast (aka Eatonville rock festival).
At the time these young people were setting up the scaffolding (around July 2), the festival had been banned by the prosecutors, people were already arriving for the event and the Buffalo Party organizers were threatening to appeal the decision.
To read about the whole history of the Eatonville theater, just click HERE.
In short, Leo built a number of theaters in the area. “By the 40s Leo was also operating additional theaters in Randle, Mineral, Morton, Steilacoom, Old Town and Salkum, as well as the Narrows Theater in Tacoma, which he built in 1949.”
Leo and his Regina were originally from Italy and built their home in Eatonville. It’s the brick house still standing on Carter with figs growing beside the garage — fig trees that Regina brought from Italy.
Leo and his wife sold the Eatonville theater in the late 1970s.
Photo courtesy of the Baublits family and late photographer Joe Larin.
As you can probably tell from the posts on this blog, I’ve got a thing for Ohop Valley. It’s in no small part because I live there, my parents lived there and my grandparents moved there to farm in the 1940s.
I’m always buying postcard on Ebay. But the ones I like best are the ones that have been mailed. This works out great, because for some reason they are usually the most inexpensive.
For Ohop Valley, I like to see what people where doing back then. In this case, the writer was doing a LOT of canning. And it’s also great to confirm the date on of the photo taken.
Here are two postcards — one mailed September 29, 1913, (the same time Houdini is performing for people in a straightjacket) and one I believe is about 50 years later taken in the 1960s. Fifty years between these post cards and the valley looks amazingly the same. Kind of nice.
I’m not sure if any of you remember going to the Triangle for lunch, or in my case ice cream cones. As a treat, we would jump in the car and drive up to get chocolate dipped ice cream cones on a hot summer day. The challenge was to eat before they dripped down our arms.
From this old matchbook cover, it looks like the owners were Ivan Casey and Margarett Swanson.
There is still remnants of the couple’s house when you drive by (where Eatonville Highway meets Highway 7.) On the right hand side, as you drive away from Eatonville, you will see a small, blue buildings with a dreck front being slowly devoured by trees.
If you have any memories of eating there, or of the owners, please share.
If you were around in the area in the 70s and 80s, then you are familiar with Moore family. The Moore Family Mountain Crafts in Ashford, Washington provided a place for a multitude of talented artisans. You could stop by and find people making pottery, painting and sculpting.
Duane “Duke” Moore was well known for his sculptures, and you can still find them around today.
The Burwash family is sitting outside at the farm, checking out the newest addition to the family.
Sarah Rabel writes this February 16, 2017:
“Today, my mind has rested on Grandma Burwash [Carolyn Burwash], who passed away this day longer ago than I realized until my aunt Mary [Mary Burwash Chalberg posted a remembrance. I have thought of her strength, her incredible cooking, baking, and canning, her spotless home, her music, her embroidery, her literature, her teaching, her dahlias, her barn boots… And most of all, I have thought of her voice. Here is a photo of her (in the checkered dress) at Coffee Time in the field.”