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<<April 14, 1963 Edition>>
On August 26, it was reported that a J3 airplane flew over the quiet city of Norvelt and dropped balloons
filled with thick paints down onto the local drivein movie theater below. Suddenly the plane turned around
and dropped down by the Gantos residence. The news team was sent down to the resident of the Gantos
family to interview the family.
I didnt know they ever did that. I knew that the boys were talking about it but I didnt think that they
would actually do that. Im not sure why they suddenly stopped. Youd have to ask my husband or my son
about that. Im very sorry that they did that. said Mrs. Gantos when we interview her. Just a day later we
found Mr. Gantos in his backyard getting ready to go out hunting. We asked him if he was the one that threw
the balloons and if he was the one flying the plane.
Well sure I flew the plane. I was able to get it from the war. Sure, I threw the balloons. Whats the big deal?
This city is taking a nosedive and will soon die anyway. Im sure at least half the people still living here want
to get out of here as soon as they can. So yes, I flew the plane and threw the little balloons. Mr. Gantos was
very straight forward and got right to the point in the interview. Cops are saying that he may be charged for
vandalizing private property. At last we found little Jack running around outside at the baseball field, and we
asked him the same questions we asked Mr. Gantos.
I didnt fly the plane, I just sat in the seat behind the cockpit. After dad threw a few balloons I realized that
throwing the balloons was really mean so when he asked me to throw some I didnt, and told him to land
again. The flight was cool but the balloons werent. was Jacks response.
It turns out that once again Mr. Gantos is at fault. Thank you to the girl scouts Bunny, Mertie Jo, and Betsy,
and cops that volunteered to get the paint of the houses.
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Mr.LeonardH.Spizz
This obituary is an obituary of an almost life long annoyance, but I guess of a friend too. Its an obituary of a
man named Leonard Spizz, who was born in the small town of Youngstown, Ohio, on April 12,1889. Leonard
also has two siblings, William and Cindy.
When Leonard was eight years old, his siblings and parents moved to Norvelt, which at the time was just
founded and they were trying to get young families to move there for a new start. The houses there were
fashioned with sliding windows and hardwood doors. Just a little more than two months after the Spizzes
moved to Norvelt, his parents divorced, and his father left, never to return.
Leonard thought he knew what was going on with his parents, but after the divorce, he was determined to
know everyone and everything that was going on. He decided he would become a cop when he became older.
One evening, a young girl named Martha Volker came by while on a door to door route to ask the people of
Norvelt for their opinion of a new store that was going to be built at a crossing down the road. The first thing
Leonard noticed about her was her sparkling eyes, her bright smile, and most of all, her quick witted
personality. He knew that when he grew up he would want to marry her.
When Leonard turned 27, he became a cop so he could do even more snooping. After a month of being a
cop Mr. Spizz was able to figure out where Miss Volker lived. Every week or so, he would leave cards,
chocolates, flowers, and other such gifts on Miss Volker's door steps. One day he asked her to marry him, but
she refused, saying, Once all the original Norvelters die may you marry me. Mr. Spizz did not realize that
Martha herself was an original Norvelter.
Mr. Spizz began to grow older and older, and he wanted to outlive the other original Norvelters. Over time
Leonard was able to obtain poison and kill the remaining originals. Martha Volker was accused of the
murders and Leonard was the one to guard her while she was under house arrest. Mr. Spizz was eventually
found guilty. Sadly, just seven months after the murders, Leonard Spizz died of old age on April 13, 1963, at
the age of 74.
Martha Volker, Norvelt Medical Examiner and Obituary Writer
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WeepingWillowatthePark
This is not a normal obituary. Another sad event happened as yet another memorable living thing passed.
The 89 year old weeping willow in the park at the crossing of Willard Avenue and Water Street was sadly
blown over and died on April 13, 1963. It was a memorable spot especially for me, since that is the first time I
ever saw and learned the word bird.
In 1874, this Weeping Willow was naturally planted. It grew well till the founders of Norvelt build the small
town on this ground. They saw this Weeping Willow and thought it was the most beautiful thing in the area.
Instead of cutting it down for more wood, the founders decided to let it grow next to Sewickley Creek in
section D of Norvelt. Many people of Norvelt knew and grew up with the tree, but in the windy rainstorm
yesterday, the old wood gave way and ended the long and respected life of the Weeping Willow.
When the weeping willow was 36 years old it was almost cut down but there were locals around to stop a
man from cutting down the tree. Ever since then a small decorated fence was built around the tree to remind
the people of Norvelt of that time. The tree was cut partly but now all thats left is a dent on the once west side
of the trunk.
This weeping willow has been home to birds and squirrels for over 60 years. Even though there are many
people that knew this tree well and would like to have a memorial, we are not going to officially hold one.
Instead the city of Norvelt has decided to plant a three year old weeping willow in the exact same location as
the last. The children will be able to then watch it grow and the adults can see a remember the old times.
Mr. Greene of Norvelt
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