Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Blog #4: Hicks Roofing Inc.

This is the story of men in my life that have not only worked to have a great life for their families, but for their employees and community as well.  

A story about humbled men.

And a story about a company that has changed lives.

Two years after World War II Henry Franklin Hicks, a coal miner and union roofer, was told by Jay Raider from Raider Construction and Leo Gundi from Gundi Construction that he had too much talent and personality to be working for other people.  With those little nudges he started Hicks Industrial Roofing in a little block building on 7th Street NE right here in New Philadelphia.  He had two orange crates and a flat door as a desk, and he would scratch quotes onto a 2x4 for his customers when he would look at a job.

Times were good for him then after the war.

It was the booming time for industry's.

My dad fondly remembers the things my great grandpa did when he ran the business and shared, "I remember grandpa had a group a guys that he would pick up from the jail.  He would pick em' up in the mornings and drop em' back off in the evenings... He had a guy that worked for him by the name of Woody.  From everything I have heard he was the toughest ole bird that there ever was.  One day Woody was bent over shooing a horse, and his son, who fought bitterly with him all the time, came up behind him and whacked him the back of the thighs with a 2x4.  He took off after that kid running across the yard, and he stepped in a ground hog hole.  His leg went in the hole, and his body kept going while folding over his knee... He went to work the next day.  Everyone always said his knee was the size of a bowling ball.  That guy still came to work though, and those were the kind of guys you had as roofers back then."

The business continued to grow.  Dennis Hicks (Franks son, my dad's father, and my grandpa) had worked for him when he was young.  He went off to college though, and he went to Malone University.  He was there when his dad had a serious heart problem occur, so he quit college to come home and run the business.  He ran it with his brother for a while, however they didn't get along.  Dennis bought out his brother and owned the business in 1972.

The business went through some good times and some bad times.  My dad said, "I can remember years dad would sell darn near everything just so he could make payroll."  It had been a union company for a long time, but it was in 1981 when they dropped out of the union.  "Dad always said that it was one thing for a guy to say he made $18 an hour while he was sitting at the bar stool, but he only worked two hours," said my dad.  At first it was low wages, no benefits, and we would have union workers show up at our job sites with guns. It took time, but the company boomed.

It was a tough time.

Not shortly after that my dad started working at Hicks Roofing with a few of his buddies while they were in high school.  Dennis would give them different odd jobs or small roofing jobs to do from 1982 through 1984.  He then went to college out in Colorado for a short while.  He didn't like it, so he came back and went to Kent for a bit.  He took what savings he had, got a truck and some roofing supplies, and he started his own roofing company.

He married my mom, dropped out of school, and things were going great.

Until the one year he ran out of work.

It was August of 1988.  He usually didn't start saving money to get through the winter until then as well.  My dad recalled, "I remember the day I walked into dads office.  I asked him if he had a minute to talk, and he said he did.  I closed the door, sat down on the floor, and started to ball.  I told him I was a failure.  I had a baby on the way, no money, and I needed a job.  I told him I would sweep floors- anything.  There wasn't anything I couldn't do.  I told I would love to be in sales though... He asked me how much I needed a week, and I told him.  He laughed at me... He asked who cut my hair- I told him.  He said 'Beth can do that.  That's $10 a month you don't need.' He asked me how many dogs I had.  I had fifteen at the time, because I had a show dog kennel.  He asked how much the food cost, I told him, and he said 'Sell em' all.'  He went down a long list of things until he came up with the fact that  $365 a week was all I was going to get until I graduated college. So I started working full time for Hicks Roofing in the fall of 1988, went to college for another year and half, took a number of business classes, and I went back into my dads office.  I told him Pudd'nhead Wilson and Those Extraordinary Twins were driving crazy.  I wanted to quit school. I told him that if it meant I had to work somewhere else then I would, but I was quitting.  I couldn't do it anymore.  My dads general manager had quit, and so he let me take over as general manager."

In 1994 Dennis wanted to sell the business, because he didn't want to have to do all the paperwork as the business was growing bigger and bigger.  My dad begged him not to sell, he said he could run it, and all he needed was the opportunity from my grandpa to do it.

My grandpa then let my dad take over the business.  My dad made big changes there.  Hicks Roofing was the first company in Ohio to go drug free without going out of business trying to do it.  He started health insurance for all the employees.  My dad truly wanted a better quality of a person working there, and it has been an incredible thing since.

In 1996 Hicks Roofing got the biggest job they had ever had- The New Towne Mall.  Two months into it the consultant told my dad that at the rate they were going it was going to take two and a half years to get it done, and it was going cost us $250,000 dollars in damages.  My dad said, " I looked out onto the roof when he told me that, and I knew I had taken it upon myself to bankrupt what my grandfather and my dad had built. That fear was a marvelous motivator... It was a year later we finished the job successfully, and it was the best year to date that we had as a company."  The company had grown more and more, and my dad went to my grandpa to buy the company in 1998.  My dad truly appreciated that he trusted him enough to buy it and run it on his own.

Ever since then Hicks Roofing has grown in incredible ways.  We have high standards, do what we do well, and expect our roofs to last at least forty years.  We do quality work in an age where quality isn't always the top thing on peoples list, and we are proud of it.  We go anywhere we are needed in any state, and we do jobs for some of the biggest commercial companies today such as Walmart Distribution Centers, Smuckers, Marzetti, schools and colleges all over Ohio, and so on.

To think that it all started with those two orange crates and a door for a desk around seventy years ago.

My dad is the third generation, the fourth (my oldest brother) is planning on taking over after my dad, and my nephew (my brothers son), being only nine years old, is already saying he too wants to be a "Hicks Roofer."

This is more than a roofing company.  It's a place representing hard work, sweat, tough love, tears, and history that my family and I adore.

Interview with my dad, Mike Hicks.



Blog Post 4

Sacred Heart Church
When people think of classifying a city or a big town, they think of the famous landmarks that lie there, the history that has happened there and the people that live there. They think of everything significant that has happened in that city, but they don’t necessarily think of the small things that make the community a whole. When we think of New Philadelphia, we think of the Schoenbrunn Village, the Quaker Cinema, The Daily Grind and so many other places that associate with New Philadelphia. However, we don’t think of the small businesses or churches that make up the rest of the town. One small part of New Philadelphia that can be tied together is Sacred Heart Church.

 Back in 1891, Fr. Anastasius Muller came from St. Joseph Church in Dover to New Philadelphia to teach the young children. He held classes on a rented property between Public Square and High Ave. The next year he would move to a room above Urfers Store on East High. By 1893, there were at least twenty-seven Catholic families that wanted to have a small community church local in New Philadelphia. Advances would be made to buy a small lot for 900 dollars on the corner of Fair and Third Street.  Later in 1894, the German Reformed Church would be purchased for 3,000 dollars and was remodeled to be used as a Catholic Church on June 9, 1895; this church would later be labeled as Sacred Heart Church.

Calvary Cemetery
On September 16, 1907, they would purchase the three and a half acres of land adjacent to the building to be used as the Calvary Cemetery (creepy, I know); four more acres were added in 1927. Then in 1910, a school room would open to allow nuns to come from Dover to teach those the Catholic religion. To accommodate the sisters, Sacred Heart would purchase additional land to build a convent and would round out all of Third Street to Third Drive. In 1925, the Bishop would correspond with the Capuchin Provincial to create a new church for the community and move it to the center of the lot with no basement. In 1927, the final approval for construction was signed, and by August 28, they began to build. The development would end on July 25, 1928, with a total of 96,108 dollars.

Inside Sacred Heart
There were many other small additions to this momentous journey of Sacred Heart Church. The would expand the school to accommodate more students, build a music room so the choir could practice, and build a parish hall for meetings and parties. Between 2016 and 2017, Sacred Heart would tear down the Parish Hall/ Schoolhouse and begin to construct a new parish hall that would be more accommodating to the elderly of the church. Inside the church: there would be stained glass
windows, a mosaic of Jesus at the front of the church, pillars that have the four main gospels carved into them, a giant pipe organ on the balcony of the church and wooden pews lined up in rows for people to hear the gospel. Not only has the outside of Sacred Heart been renovated, but the inside has as well.

Sacred Heart Church is one of those churches that not everyone knows about, yet it is part of the New Philadelphia community. They spent millions of dollars to give back to the community and to allow more people join the church. They gave us a school for families who wanted their children to know more about God. They gave them a music room for the choir and band to enjoy. Sacred Heart is one of a small part that makes New Philadelphia a community, and that is something worth sharing.

Ku Klux Klan Barn

Ku Klux Klan Barn

KKK parade in Springfield, Ohio.
When I moved to New Philadelphia in 2005 I had no idea that I was just a mile away from where a historical meeting place was. The Ku Klux Klan migrated to Tuscarawas County here in the 1920's from Southern America.The population of the Klan went for eighty to ten thousand rapidly. One of the Ku Klux Klan goals were to enforce laws, the 18th amendment was very important to them. The 18th Amendment was to prohibit the sale and manufacturing of alcohol. Sadly another goal of the Ku Klux Klan was white supremacy against the African Americans. KKK did not want blacks to vote, get an education or blacks that were ins search of better jobs. Members of the Klan were dressed head to toe in whites with white pointy hats. The pointy hat covered their faces to conceal their identities.The KKK in Tuscarawas County was led by Robert Cox of Strasburg.They built a barn on Crooked Run Road New Philadelphia, Ohio. The Barn
The original barn located on Crooked Run Rd, New Philadelphia.  
had a white outside and was three stories tall. This barn was used for the meeting of ten's of thousands of people. The first floor was used from meetings and dances. The basement area was where the kitchen was located. In 1926, the Klan's population started to declined. Outside of the barn was a pool and other small building. In the 1980's the a tornado destroyed the original house on the land but the barn was only had minor damages. In 2011, the barn and house brought from the owners in 1989,went to auction. This
barn still stands today. I feel the KKK is no longer a large movement here in Tuscarawas County because first of all the leader Robert Cox went back to his job in politics. Another, reason would be that times have changed and actions like the KKK did are no reasonable with todays government. I'm glad if it is still around people are not so prejudice to others. In other words I find it important to look back and see how far we have came as a country.

Blog Post 4: A Forgotten Treasure

A Forgotten Treasure

                Have you ever been somewhere that you could sense history surrounding it? It is such a neat feeling to stand in a place that holds wonderful, rich memories. Many people have visited the PHAC baseball field in Dennison, Ohio. They may have been there for a Little League baseball game or a Jr. Miss softball game. Whatever the case, not many people know just how special this baseball field truly is.

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Cy Young
PHAC stands for Pan Handle Athletic Club. This field celebrated it’s 100th birthday in 2017. The first game that took place at the PHAC was on May 16, 1917. If you visit the field today, you will see a baseball field, a concession- stand, and a couple of small bleachers. No part of the original stadium is standing today. However, it is said that when it first opened, the stadium could seat roughly 1,500 people.

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Ty Cobb sliding into third base
in 1924
Many have heard of the great baseball player, Cy Young. Something that not many know is that this baseball legend played at the PHAC field right here in our county. How awesome is that? Ty Cobb and Whitey Moore also played here at this field! The PHAC had formed their own team. All players worked on the railroad at the time. They hosted teams from all over; One of those teams being the Pittsburg Pirates. The Pirates beat the PHAC 3-1 and the home-plate umpire was none other than Cy Young.

The PHAC was a popular sight until a railroad labor dispute that occurred in 1922. Since then, the field has not had such attraction as it did years prior.


It saddens me that such a place once was filled with so many people and much entertainment. Many baseball legends have played at this field and yet, many local people do not even know this. I feel that it is an important part of our county’s history that should be treasured forever. I hope to one day see the PHAC baseball field bring people together and be filled with as much excitement as it once did in the early 20th century.

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Cy Young Award


In Major League Baseball, two pitchers, one in the American League and one in the National League, receive the Cy Young award for being the best pitcher in their respective league. The prestigious award was named after Baseball Hall of Fame and Cleveland Indians Hall of Fame pitcher Denton "Cy" Young.


Cy Young was born and raised in Gilmore, a small farming community located in southern Tuscarawas county. After playing non-professional baseball for a team in Carrollton, Young accepted an offer to play for Canton's minor league team. Not long after, he joined the Majors by playing for the Cleveland Spiders (a name far more terrifying and threatening than the current Indians we know today).



Cy Young wearing a Cleveland cap in 1909


By the time Young entered the pros, he was known for his incredibly quick fastball. These lightning fast pitches earned him the nickname Cyclone, which eventually shortened to "Cy". Cy Young remained a professional baseball player for over 22 years and retired at the age of 44. At the time of his retirement in 1911, Cy Young recorded 511 career wins, pitched 749 complete career games, and pitched 7,356 career innings. These three records are still held by Young almost 107 years later.


Young came back to Tuscarawas county after retirement and lived in Newcomerstown until his death in 1955. In the following year in 1956, the Cy Young Award was posthumously dedicated to Young. Ever since then, this award has been given annually to the best pitcher or pitchers in baseball. With a very short list of famous people coming from Tuscarawas county, I am glad that one of the greatest players in baseball history was born and raised in the same county as my own.


Troop Train Accident


The Troop Train accident

Coshocton county is a small county and other than The Historic Roscoe Village it has vary little other historic events or places. One of those exceptions is the Memorial to The Troop Train Accident where a civilian passage train called the “Spirit of St. Louis” crashed into a military train injuring a total of 278 military troops were injured and 33 of those injured “Thirty-three members of two batteries of 109th Field Artillery Battalion, were killed.” ("Troop Train Accident"). The Troop Train accident occurred September 11th, 1950 near the city of West Lafayette and was caused of the negligence of an engineer by the name of Willie E. Eller. The “Spirit of St. Louis” was been driven by Mr. Eller when it rammed into the back of the military train carrying the 109th Field Artillery Battalions train injuring most of the troops located in the last 3 cars of the train and killing 33 National Guard troops. At a military inquiry regarding this incident it was revealed the Mr. Eller’s train was running late, had ignored a stop signal, and was going to fast when it slammed into the troop train. September 13th, 1950 the bodies where placed on a train in Columbus and with national guards and planes dropping flowers during the trip they arrived at Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania on the afternoon of September 14th, 1950. A memorial of this tragic event remains in Township road 25 in West Lafayette.

This accident was a tragedy that easily could have been prevented. We can learn from history about our mistakes. If Mr. Eller would have taken his time and obeyed the law as he was supposed to and had not have gotten into a hurry this entire incident could have been prevented. Modern Society seems to be in such a rush that we often forget that accidents and disasters such as The Troop Train accident are caused by rushed carelessness. Let’s learn from this tragic incident and stop rushing and speeding to make up time because that is what causes accidents.

Coshocton Fire Department Link containing full story and list of casualties as well as pictures: http://coshoctonfire.org/troop-train-accident/nggallery/slideshow

Citation:
“Troop Train Accident.” Coshocton Fire Department, Wilkes-Barre Record Almanac, coshoctonfire.org/troop-train-accident/nggallery/slideshow.


Blog Post 4

The Gnadenhutten Massacre



            On March 8th 1782, the Gnadenhutten Massacre occurred. A group of 165 Pennsylvania militiamen killed 90 unresisting men, women, and children. The massacre occurred because it was a retaliation for the deaths and kidnappings of Pennsylvanians; however, the Christian Indians were not a part of the previous attacks on the them. It was the Shawnee Raiders behind it. They attacked the Wallace’s Residents in Washington County in Pennsylvania, taking Mrs. Wallace and her three children. Later, the Raiders killed Mrs. Wallace and her children by impaling their bodies on the end of small tree trunks. The Savages went through Gnadenhutten and sold some of items including Mrs. Wallace’s dress. Some think that the Raiders planted that there. David Williamson was the leader of the force of the militiamen. They set out for the Moravian Villages including Gnadenhutten.
           

         The majority of the American Indians moved away from Gnadenhutten previous years. Although, some had return to plant and harvest crops. On March 7th 1782, the Indians surrendered to the militiamen; they were locked up in two of the houses. The men where in one house and the women and children where in another. The village was searched, and they did find Mrs. Wallace’s bloody dress. They took a vote if they should put the Indians to death. There were only 18 out of 165 voted for mercy. The next day, March 8th, the militiamen took the Indians into a cabin and killed them with tomahawks, mallets, and knives. They counted 90 deaths, but they took 96 scalps; only 2 boys escaped.
      
           The picture above is the burial site of the Indians. A missionary found the remaining skeletons about five years later and buried them in a big grave mass. This is located behind a museum still to this day. Some say you can hear screams of the victims. Some said they have seen ghostly figures walking around the area.