Additions and corrections to my last column about dairies that no longer exist:
First, I need to correct the name of Leland Rogers who I mistakenly called Larry (and I knew better). I also found out through one of my informants (namely Bud Dyer) that in addition to Leland, Lorrie (Lorry?) and Natalie, there were three other siblings, Jaleen, Margaret and Jane of the Rogers Dairy family.
Also, upon attending our monthly meeting with the Class of 1951 Lunch Bunch, I was reminded there were at least three or four other dairies in our city that once delivered milk right to the door.
My sources of information (namely Mary O’Brien, Marlene McNamara, Mary West, Ellie Pryor, and others whose names I can’t come up with at the moment) said there was Mangeot’s Dairy, Sheldon’s Dairy, Ingamells’ Dairy and possibly a Miller’s Dairy.
I have no recall of Miller’s at all, but yes, I said, now that I think about it I do remember Mangeot’s.
They had a large spread of land off of Hannibal Street, actually right around the corner and across the street from where we turn into Tannery Lane where Ed and I live.
As for Sheldon’s Dairy, I am told it was out in Granby on the Lakeshore Road and that Brian Guyer worked there as a kid and that their cows were Guernseys so their milk was super creamy.
Ingamells’ dairy I faintly remember but had no particulars. Thus, per a suggestion from one of my “sources,” I called a fine gentleman by the name of Jim Ingamells to see what I could find out.
Yes, indeed, he said, there was an Ingamells’ Dairy and his father, Clyde, was the owner.
But, he didn’t have a farm or cows, Jim said. He bought the milk from a farmer and processed it for home delivery. That’s how a lot of the dairies did business, Jim said. They were processors and not farmers.
He also surprised me by saying that at one time there were 14 dairies delivering milk right here in town. A good many of them were milk processors like his dad had been. I thank Jim for the info.
Who remembers dinners and parties at the Knights of Columbus? That stately old building was on South First Street, where now resides a parking lot.
It was in the block between the old Quirk building, now Towpath Towers, and where city hall is today. You couldn’t miss it; it was adorned with a fancy wrought iron fence.
If you remember the dinners, then you probably also remember my brother-in-law, Bill Baldwin. He was the chef at the K of C for years. And as many of you know, Bill passed away a couple weeks ago.
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