
This clip would be found in the Hamilton Local Collection "AMERICAN-ITALIAN" folder, and also cross referenced in our "NOTABLE PERSONS" file, due to the prominence of the Guerio name in the Hamilton-Trenton-Mercer area.



Back in 1909 there was a plethora of confusion on that new marvel of the age, "wireless" communication. Perhaps the graphic in this post represents the very early years of what would ultimately become the Federal Communications Commission. Today, the term "SOS" is well known as a distress signal. Back in the embryonic stages of radio, the distress signal was "CQD." There are numerous interesting files in the "RADIO" folder, and they will eventually be brought to my site.
I wouldn't be a bit surprised if I, Don Slabicki, little brothers Donny and Ken, Bobby Soffel and half the kids in our neighborhood "snuck-in" under our secret hole in the fence at Plaag's Grove and attended this picnic. Every Saturday and Sunday during the summer, a local church or business would hold an outing at this favorite picnic ground in the 1930's through late 40's. We neighborhood kids would push aside a wild cherry sapling, or other of mother nature's bushes, deftly lift a pre-arranged hole in the fence, avoid the poison ivy, and sneak into "the Grove," as we called it. If the "eats" were free, we spent the entire day. Sometimes we did get caught and were unceremoniously escorted out the front gate....never out via our secret entrance!
As a licensed amateur radio operator carrying the call sign WA2RVU, I naturally have created a "RADIO" folder in the Hamilton Township Public Library's Local History Collection. These early radio pioneers never cease to amaze me with their exploits of building radio transmitting and receiving equipment before the advent of "hi tech" communications equipment. MANY THANKS SID FOR YOUR VALUABLE ADDITION TO OUR LOCAL HISTORICAL HERITAGE.
And this from another of my fellow DVRA amateur operators, Bob Schroeder, call sign N2HX;



When I was a younger man, we had Junior 1, Junior 2, Junior 3 and no middle schools. Without being too critical of today's education system, it seems we have taken a backward step in the field of education. Where once we had teachers whose efforts resulted in scholarly excellence, we have a plethora of students who have trouble with "the 3 r's.) When I was a school boy, hi tech typewriters and adding machines weren't introduced into the curriculum until we were completely familiar with reading, writing, and arithmetic. Hi tech rightfully began in the Freshman year. Some school systems are asking for notebook computers for each student! Where I had to memorize 9 x 9 = 81, 9 x 7 = 63, 6 x 9 = 54, all today's student has to do is click on the calculator on his notebook computer, and the answer is there! Where I had to learn that "A,E,I,O and U" are vowels, and adverbs add to the meaning of verbs, today's scholars only have to check their word processors. Ahh....progress!

The building is still there, the home of a station of the Trenton Fire Department. Back in the early years of Wilbur, the building also hosted a jail. As an interesting aside, E.G. Cook of the Cook family held extensive plots of land in the area. Many years ago, on the corner of Greenwood and Olden Avenues, the Cook family built the Cook YMCA. As a young boy in the early 40's I remember going into the building after it was destined for destruction. I can still remember seeing the huge, drained swimming pool. North and South Cook Avenue is named for the Cook family.
The fire truck you see in front of Colonial Fire Company on Liberty Street came from a patron at the library, and I am sorry to say, I cannot find the name of the gentleman who donated it. The paper work was lost in the renovation of the Local History room. However, he did tell me the engine was called "Katrinka" by the members at the time. Note the
Sorry about the quality of this photo. It was done back in the early 1920's, and offset photography was not yet perfected. Combine that with the fading, and aging newpaper page and the end result is a photo which appears here. I have managed to enhance it with my graphics software, and it is much clearer than the original 1920 photo in the paper.

Here are the movers and shakers of the Colonial Volunteer Fire Co. planning for the 1938 outing. Once again, the familiar neighborhood names come to the fore, in times when Hamilton was much more rural and had a "small town" flavor. The fellow standing in the back row, second from the end is Johnny Rosner. I still remember him as the cigar smoking worker at Kuser Farm. Andy Oswald of the Colonial area's Oswald family brought back memories of Bobby Oswald, my childhood classmate at Kuser School and Hamilton High. And of course, thanks to Ms. Lorraine Feehan May, there's Mr.Feehan, who was very active in the Colonial neighborhood.


Here's an article dealing with the Lenten season in the year 1869. In my many years as a communicant in the Roman Catholic church, I had never heard the term "Tennebrae" until Father Mick Lambeth, our Pastor at Sacred Heart Church, introduced it to us a few years back. The ancient rubrics and customs of the church are fascinating to those of us who are interested in history.
How many viewers glided across the polished wooden floors of the Capitol Roller Rink with that special someone, skating to the "Skater's Waltz?" Here's an ad for "Skateland," a very popular place for the many roller skating enthusiasts in the area. 
Thanks to Gary Lippincott for this great photo.