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Biography of Cal L Skinner – Part 6 – The Early Crystal Lake Days, Dipping Feet Slowly into Policial Arena

June 25, 2009 By: Cal Skinner Category: 100 W. Crystal Lake Ave, 800 Broadway, Address-O-Graph, Barley and Malt Institute, Bond Referendum, Cal Skinner Sr, Crysal Lake, Crystal Lake Central High School, Crystal Lake Kiwanis, District 155, GIL Newsletter, Ghost Voting, Government Improvement League, Ken Tarpley, Richard Nixon, Vote Fraud

The pre-Crystal Lake posts of my father’s biography can be found by looking down on McHenry County Blog.

100 W. Crystal Lake Avenue today. The house is the same, but the intersection is much more functional.

Dad rented a home at 100 W. Crystal Lake Avenue. We started school there (the junior class built its Homecoming float there) as Mother and Dad looked for something that would allow more access to the lake for the 50-horsepower Wolverine outboard boat we bought that summer. The boys of the previous tenants had used the attic as a BB gallery. The BB’s were everywhere.

Soon my parents found a home to rent at 800 West Broadway in Lakewood, but, more importantly in the Country Club Addition Property Owners Association. That gave us the right to keep our boat in the lake.

Dad became the association’s secretary, maintaining up-to-date Address-O-Graph plates for what was probably decades.

Since there was no Rotary Club in town, Dad joined the Crystal Lake Kiwanis, where he became the long-time secretary, doing the tedious record-keeping job of the first service club in Crystal Lake.

After the November election, Dad received a “thank you” letter from the ward committeeman in Chicago where he lived.

My father, a ghost voter in 1958. Who would have believed it?

Having been active in politics in Easton, Maryland, Dad was determined not to become so in Crystal Lake.

Crystal Lake, the reason the Skinners moved to town. In the center, where you see the pontoon boat, Mr. Litzenburger anchored his splendid Chris Craft board.

It took two years for him to break his pledge.

The Crystal Lake High School District was holding a bond referendum during the spring of my senior year. He started writing letters to the weekly Crystal Lake Herald. The next week the school board’s president would reply. My father would offer a rebuttal the next week. (None of the current Northwest Herald nonsense of only allowing one letter a month.) This went on until I knew the teachers were looking at me and pointing out I was the son of the guy trying to defeat the bond issue.

The bond referendum lost. Since it was my last semester and Oberlin College had already accepted me, my grades didn’t matter as much, but I don’t think any of the teachers retaliated. I still remember standing in the study hall while a couple of teachers looked my way from the westerly hall near Ken Tarpley’s speech class room. I wondered if they were saying, “There’s his son.”

Later Dad ended up on some committee to solve whatever space problem was perceived and, when he discovered that the football field had to be moved, he asked if a sidewalk could be built. I suspect that was his major victory on the committee.

Now, too often, I tell my son as we drive on Wallace, “That’s my Dad’s sidewalk.”

”I know, Dad. You’ve already told me,”

my son replies, sometimes in an irritated tone of voice.

When Richard Nixon ran for office in 1960, Dad became head of his local citizens committee. That put him in touch with the Republican precinct committeemen.

At some point in the 1960’s, Dad took over the publication of the Government Improvement League Newsletter, GIL Newsletter, for short. He wrote about assessments and taxes.

Dad’s office at the Barley and Malt Institute was in the Builder’s Building on Wacker Drive when he started work.

After the lease ran out, he convinced his board to move the office to Des Plaines. (“If we ever meet in Chicago, it will be near O’Hare, not Downtown Chicago.” They agreed. It was on the corner of Route 14 near the train station across from the movie theater in an old Masonic Hall.)

When that lease came up, he asked if he could move the office to Crystal Lake, arguing that if the board ever met in Chicago, it would be at a hotel near the airport, not in the Des Plaines office.

He ended up on Brink Street, later on the second floor on the west side of Williams Street, then the tip of “V” in the Crystal Lake Plaza and, finally, at Mike Janek’s old auto dealership on the corner of Woodstock and Brink.

More tomorrow.

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Links to all of the articles can be found below:

Biography of Calvin L Skinner – Part 1 – Second Son, School Years

Biography of Calvin L. Skinner – Part 2 – College, Marriage, First Jobs

Biography of Cal Skinner, Sr. – Part 3 – First House, Elected President of the Easton, Maryland, Town Council

Biography of Cal Skinner, Sr. – Part 4 – Storm Sewer Grates, Miles River Yacht Club, Slot Machines, Chesapeake Bay Bridge


Biography of Cal Skinner, Sr. – Part 5 – Switching Parties, Moving to Salt Lake City, Middletown and Crystal Lake


Biography of Cal L Skinner – Part 6 – The Early Crystal Lake Days, Dipping Feet Slowly into Political Arena

Biography of Cal Skinner, Sr. – Part 7 – Running for County Auditor, Precinct Committeeman, Calling the Meeting that Led to McHenry County College


Biography of Cal Skinner – Part 8 – The Star Reporter, Daughter Ellen Bored in High School, Prohibited from Attending MCC Classes

Biography of Cal L Skinner – Part 9 – Responsible Republicans’ Slate, County Board Reapportionment

Biography of Cal Skinner, Sr. – Part 10 – Unsuccessful County Clerk Try, County Airport Fight, Wife’s Death

McHenry County YR’s Socialize at Nick’s Pizza

May 20, 2009 By: Cal Skinner Category: Crystal Lake Kiwanis, Little Miss Peanut, McHenry County Young Republicans

“Socialize,” not “socialism.”

After the Crystal Lake Kiwanis Club’s Little Miss Peanut contest at the big Home State Bank building on South Main Street, I drove out to Nick’s Pizza, where the Young Republicans were building Esprit de corps.

Here are some pictures of one table.

Message of the Day – Roses

April 22, 2009 By: Cal Skinner Category: Bonnie Kendall, Crystal Lake Kiwanis, First Midwest, Rose Day

Actually, yesterday was Rose Day for the Crystal Lake Kiwanis Club.

Pre-sold bunches of a dozen roses. $20 a dozen.

Here you see Bonnie Kendall standing behind buckets full at First Midwest Bank on Route 31 near route 176 in Crystal Lake.

Message of the Day – The Sun

January 17, 2009 By: Cal Skinner Category: Colonial Cafe, Crystal Lake Kiwanis, Message of the Day, Sun, Winter Sun

This is what the winter sun looked like yesterday after our noon Crystal Lake Kiwanis meeting at Colonial Cafe.

I thought I was going to capture the orb itself, but the clouds moved in the way.

Message of the Day – The Sun

January 17, 2009 By: Cal Skinner Category: Colonial Cafe, Crystal Lake Kiwanis, Message of the Day, Sun, Winter Sun

This is what the winter sun looked like yesterday after our noon Crystal Lake Kiwanis meeting at Colonial Cafe.

I thought I was going to capture the orb itself, but the clouds moved in the way.

Message of the Day – A Button

December 14, 2008 By: Cal Skinner Category: Cary, Crystal Lake Kiwanis, Illinois Knights of Columbus, Merry Christmas, Sts. Peter and Paul Catholic Church

Look what I found Friday night at the Crystal Lake Kiwanis Club Christmas Party:

The button is being distributed by the Illinois Knights of Columbus.

This one was being worn by the wife of an active member of the organization at the Sts. Peter and St. Paul Catholic Church in Cary, Illinois.

Message of the Day – A Button

December 14, 2008 By: Cal Skinner Category: Cary, Crystal Lake Kiwanis, Illinois Knights of Columbus, Merry Christmas, Sts. Peter and Paul Catholic Church

Look what I found Friday night at the Crystal Lake Kiwanis Club Christmas Party:

The button is being distributed by the Illinois Knights of Columbus.

This one was being worn by the wife of an active member of the organization at the Sts. Peter and St. Paul Catholic Church in Cary, Illinois.

Quilts Galore

December 08, 2008 By: Cal Skinner Category: Crystal Lake Kiwanis, Quilts, Scrappy Quilters, Tina Hill, UMW, United Methodist Women

An active part of United Methodist Women at the First United Methodist Church of Crystal Lake are the ladies who make quilts.

They call themselves the Scrappy Quilters.

You missed the annual first weekend in December sale this year, but, next year, I’ll give you advance warning.

Priced from $15 to $65, the quilts are favorite gifts of my wife.


We even have one showing the three wise men approaching the manger hung on our wall at Christmas.

If I can get two more little ones, they will be grab bag gifts at annual Crystal Lake Kiwanis Christmas party December 17th. I’ll bet they will be among the ones “stolen” under the complex rules developed by Kiwanian Tina Hill.

The Scrappy Quilters are also willing to make quilts out of material you desire. We had them make a quilt for out son out of Lionel Train cloth.

Quilts Galore

December 07, 2008 By: Cal Skinner Category: Crystal Lake Kiwanis, Quilts, Scrappy Quilters, Tina Hill, UMW, United Methodist Women

An active part of United Methodist Women at the First United Methodist Church of Crystal Lake are the ladies who make quilts.

They call themselves the Scrappy Quilters.

You missed the annual first weekend in December sale this year, but, next year, I’ll give you advance warning.

Priced from $15 to $65, the quilts are favorite gifts of my wife.


We even have one showing the three wise men approaching the manger hung on our wall at Christmas.

If I can get two more little ones, they will be grab bag gifts at annual Crystal Lake Kiwanis Christmas party December 17th. I’ll bet they will be among the ones “stolen” under the complex rules developed by Kiwanian Tina Hill.

The Scrappy Quilters are also willing to make quilts out of material you desire. We had them make a quilt for out son out of Lionel Train cloth.

Over the River and…

November 27, 2008 By: Cal Skinner Category: 4th of July, Accident, Crystal Lake Gala, Crystal Lake Kiwanis, Deluge, Mississippi River, Mississippi River Bridge, Semi, St. Louis

It was the Fourth of July and this member of Crystal Lake Kiwanis had been up late the night before counting money for the Crystal Lake Gala.

The Kiwanians pretty much closed the place down. We were the money counters.

Virtually no one was left after we exited the grounds.

Certainly there was no bus to take us to the remote lots where we had parked.

Our family decided to leave on vacation the morning of Independence Day. I was happy to have my wife drive while I tried to catch some shuteye.

It was more crowded on the toll road to I-39 than I had expected. There was even a traffic jam at the Belvidere Oasis parking lot.

No problem getting over the Illinois River at LaSalle, even though it was under repair.

Because we had to drive right at the edge of the bridge, I got a pretty good shot of the railroad bridge downstream to the west.

There were lot of police cars in Illinois.

The one above was on I-39.

These two were on I-55 south of Springfield.

Both were relatively near the Mississippi River, “relative” being relative to the five hours that we had been driving.

Then it was on to the Mississippi River bridge we almost always take through or, more precisely, over Downtown St. Louis.

We saw these bridge signs and followed the main I-55 one.

The river had been a flood stage, so I wanted some pictures, as you can well imagine.

I didn’t get any that were very good.

The edge of the bridge was in the way.

Traffic inched along like it was rush hour.

Then we saw the right hand lane was closed on the Missouri side. The traffic was barely moving.

My wife pulled over to the next lane and the next thing we heard and and felt was

BUMP

We had been hit by a semi.

We pulled over into the closed lane and the truck did, too. I jumped out an got a photo of it. No damage to the truck I could notice.

But of the damage to my wife’s 2001 Toyota was extensive.

We agreed to pull off at the first exit, which just happened to be the street nearest the St. Louis Arch.


There was no traffic, but the trucker was worried that he was parked in a prohibited zone.

He was more worried that he would get a moving violation as a result of the crash.

After figuring out that the car was still drivable and we could get to my sister’s at Joplin, we really didn’t care that his version of the accident differed from my wife’s.

It took so long for the St. Louis Police officers to come that we got to know the trucker a bit better than one might expect and see the sights. He had had a real accident going home one very rainy day and had taken out 150 feet of guard rail avoiding a worst accident.

My wife jokingly asked if he hit us because of the McCain for President bumper sticker.

I noticed the side of his truck, which you can see above, and concluded he also was a McCain supporter. Note the assault rifle.

In any event, we went over the Mississippi River bridge and though the Ozark Mountains to little sister Ellen’s home in Joplin, Missouri, without further incident.

We didn’t dare open the trunk until we got there.

When we did, we found not even the wine bottle had broken inside.

And we found the trunk was still waterproof during a deluge at Branson, Missouri.

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