Hi Bob, do you know of anyone who may have pics of Sleepy playing there in the 70's ? That would be fantastic

i've been looking for duchess outpost for a long time, glad to have found this, thank you for 'post'ing. i played in Sleepy LaBeefs band here in the 70's, hung around with many great peeps, place was always a blast !

My Mom was born in Harbor Beach near Lake Huron in 1917 on September 14TH, 1917. " Thank you Sir " Sincerely, Neal Patrick Fry

Dated for September 14TH of Every year, ' Happy Birthday Mom " Your Loveing son, Neal

Bo my mom was 9 when this happened, living in PH. Her biggest memory of that day was my uncle, her brother, running up the street saying "The J**s attacked!" My Aunt went to work in the tank plant, and my uncle went to the Navy submarine force. My grandad was working for Grand Trunk Rail. Great piece you are doing.

We boat from Wyandotte to Sugar Island, which is the island of which Tashmoo Park sat. There’s two huge cement blocks about 30 feet off the island. That’s where the Tashmoo moored and the passengers would cross a bridge to the island where they’d enter the park. It’s now a nature preserve. It hosts a beautiful beach that we’re allowed to boat onto where our kids play in the sand and we hangout and walk the beach or swim and what not. The history is absolutely fascinating.

My Aunt used to be elevater gal at Sperrys!

My Uncle Russ owned Atkinsons Auto Parts, and Uncle Harvey owned auto parts too....Im 76 now, and was born in PH hospital..

Forgot and my Aunt June worked at Coney Island

My Aunt used to be elevator gal at Sperry's for years. My Aunt Hazel and Uncle Jack used to work at the Desmond Theater. She played piano, and he ran the films before the talkies!

Dawn donuts jingle was, "Dawn Donuts, Mmm most delish."

I used to live on 12th and Howard St. Not to far from DT Port Huron. PH has always been a beautiful place to me. A river town. Oh what memories of my child hood 🥰

All beautiful plants! I hope the best for you and your garden

this look's beautiful ! i wish that all of your plants a healthy life !

Love Hearing the Birds Singing! 😁🥰🐦

Beautiful Garden!! 😁🥰💖💐🥬🥒🥕🌶️🍅🫐🍓🫑🥔🧄🍆🍠🧅

t's so nice to hear from you! I think of you and pray for you often.Thank you for posting.

very nice

Very nice

Looks lovely

Fun to see PH history

Hello Bob! As you were putting together this series do you recall including WHLS 1450AM? More specifically they had a model T go kart that they drove in many of the parades. I'm looking for video or photos of the kart. If you did and can remember about what number it would be in it would be much appreciated.

Thank you Bob for your video series on Port Huron. It brought back so many memories and well done. Btw your back yard is beautiful!

Appreciate the history Watched a couple parts. figured would go to part 1. Been to Port Huron ., 25 years ago. A job., green horn at the time. A Detroit Union carpenter Which doesn't mean much. Going back to Port Huron soon.

These series would be great to show in school's too.

Beautiful, peaceful, relaxing. Reminds me of the quote from Bina West that you cited in one of your videos (#62), "You are nearer God's heart in a garden." God bless you, Bob and Nancy.

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Very interesting. Learned a lot .

Well I want to share my appreciation for all you do Bob. Am sure I've cited it before, that I'm a bit of a history nut and your local series has been so fascinating to me. So glad you took it up again (I think). I've probably said it before, that you do a wonderful job and I get a real kick out of it. Thanks

Those were some creepy Halloween decorations 😅 Happy heavenly birthday to Joan ❤️

Such fun! Makes me want a cup of hot cocoa ☕

I was born in June of 1945, so this series has been an eye opener to the extreme challenges ordinary citizens faced in their daily lives before, during and after the US entered WWII. Thank you so much for the research, time and effort you put into making the series come alive for me.

Well done.

My Great-Grandma Parrish was a Gold Star Mother in North Street (Fort Gratiot). I grew up knowing all of her children, my great-aunts and uncles, because there were always extended family gatherings. And I know I was always aware of my missing Great-Uncle Harold, who was KIA in Normandy. His death affected the whole family through the next three generations, especially because they're a long-lived bunch. When the last great-uncle died in early 2021 at the age of 92, it felt to me like I could finally lay Uncle Harold to rest. I know his brothers and sisters missed him dearly until the end of their lives, because they talked about him and kept his letters. That kind of sorrow spills into the following generations. I just always felt like I should have known him, and his wife and kids, and so I missed him. May all the Parrish girls and boys rest in peace, and their parents, too. You're not old yet, just getting there. I wish you restored health and advanced age. Maybe the new breathing exercises can help. Inhale slowly to a count of as high as you can get until you can't inhale any more, filling your lungs from bottom to top, then hold your breath for twice that long if you can do it, longer if you can, until you feel like when you were a kid under water and thought your chest was going to explode. Then let out your breath as slowly as you can. It's entirely personalized. It's helped my asthma better than the twice a day inhalers my doctor put me on. Of course the doctor might tell me it just took that many years for the inhaler to finally control the flare ups, and it's just coincidence that the flare ups decreased within weeks of starting that exercise. I don't know.

I recognized a number of the uncommon surnames in the draft lists. One of them is Vandevoord, which sticks out because in the 1960s, a certain Rene Vandevoord was a good friend of my aunt's husband, who, like the Vandevoord family, had Belgian heritage. They didn't pronounce "Rene" in the Belgian or French way, they pronounced it "Reny." My aunt and uncle named their firstborn after Rene. And that's just one of the surnames I recognized with connections to my family. This is history at its finest, bringing it home, where it really means something.

It's not more than I wanted to know 😂 My Mom and I were just talking about her mother's stockings, and a photo of my Dad's mother walking downtown with a friend, both with their silk stockings rolled to their ankles. One of my aunts said they probably received a stern talking-to by Grandma's sister, who became a Sister with the Adrian Dominican Nuns. And from there the conversation went all the way through to pantyhose 😂 Oh! The things we women are interested in 😅

I'm fascinated by the side trips! As for the WWII history in this installment, the story of the trolley tracks demanded for scrap is riveting. I won't give a spoiler in this comment 🤐

Thanks so much Bob for your time and efforts in this endeavor. I remember the Blackout Curtains, when I went to Allendale school on the corner of Michigan and Lapeer from 1950/1954. Vacant land today in 2023. They were still in the classroom when I was there. I remember them, because when the teacher would show a movie, those huge Black curtains were drawn and the room was completely black, no light out, no light in. We had huge windows in that school. Touching on Admiral Sherman, the Sherman family has a rich history in Port Huron. Well my friend, take care of your health, I’m about 5 years behind you in age and health problems, but it’s been a good life, I’ve been truly blessed. I’ve enjoyed very much your Port Huron Videos. Gary

❤Talk about memories,?😊

Thank you 😊

I love the side trips Bob. In my mind your the Dorothy Mitts of our time. I remember reading her columns in the Times Herald years ago. Thinking back, we have lost so much in this town. Growing up in the 50’s to me was the best of times. Gary

I love the series that you created and I feel it has turned you into one of the Port Huron Treasurer that should last for generations to come

Thank you for this. I live in Port Huron. I love your programs!

What a lovely people on history content! Loved the video thank u

A treasure of history knowledge as always! It brings to life some of the things my Dad remembered from those years. Or rather I should say it connects what he talked about and wrote his folk "pomes" about to that time. I've commented previously about how he and his twin brother were sent out into the wider neighborhood to collect metal, even though they were quite young. You're so right to talk about how much the youth did to contribute to the War Effort. After posting, I just realized I'm commenting from an account I don't normally use for watching your videos. Normally I use KA Fleury, which I think now shows as @kimfleury on KZbin. I use this one to upload family and pet videos, and just happened to have been uploading videos of some cats I rescued during this past year. I guess I forgot to switch. Oops!

Why I didn't know you were still providing content, Mr. Bob Davis. Well what a pleasure it was being informed slash reminded of the war effort at Home and knowing Scrap Happy Daffy was an inspiration to us all. Love the content, cannot wait for more.

I sailed on a WWII Victory Ship in the 21st Century. It's still active as a Great Lakes freighter. I'm sure it's been modernized through the decades, and I doubt very much that there are any books in the crew library that were on board during WWII, but I did find some books that were published in the early 1940s right there on the bookshelf. My guess is that they were placed there during a commemorative year, when special guests of the company would have been invited to sail on a trip up or down the Lakes. Or maybe they were there for the history buffs on the crew. Of course, by the 21st century, most of the crew were more interested in using their electronic devices than in reading books during their free time. I was only on the ship for a couple weeks, working as emergency relief for the regular relief. It was a good side job for someone who works in schools the rest of the year.

I hadn't realized just how complicated the ration books were! Your mother must have been quite organized to keep those seven people fed! I'm thinking of my grandparents and great-grandparents, with how complicated some of the situations were. My Grandma Fleury was feeding 13 children plus herself, while Grandpa was serving as a volunteer mailman with the Army. My other Grandma and Grandpa had small children, some of them being born at that time. They all lived in the city, but one set of great-grandparents were farming, mainly dairy farming for cash, and the rest to feed themselves and the younger children still at home. I can only imagine how complicated it all was!