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with many saloons and cafés in evidence but I was so innocent regarding drinking that it wasn't until I was well up in my teens that I found out that café wasn't the name of a man who owned a great many establishments around the town!

My father had his clothes made by Mr. Alvord, the tailor, who had his establishment on Warren Street near the Onondaga Hotel. My father bought all his smallclothes, shirts, hats, etc. at J.P.Goettel's haberdashery on Salina, the best place in town.  He wore Stetson shoes. He always dressed very well. My clothes came largely from L. Vinney & Sons, a good male clothing store where high school boys used to work clerking during the Christmas holiday season in order to pick up a little spare change. I think I did this once or twice during my career. The big department stores were Dey Brothers, Chappell—Dyer, E.W.Edwards & Son and Hunter-Tuppen and we had accounts at all of them. The photographic shop where we had our developing and printing done was Thamer's and we patronized A.G.Spalding's for all our sporting goods requirements -- and what a fascinating store that was to shop for ball gloves and tennis racquets and baseballs and footballs -- really "good goods." Then there were the movie theaters downtown: the Strand and the Eckel and the Happy Hour and the Regent out on East Genesee a bit. Then there was the old Kieth vaudeville theater and the Bastable burlesque. And above all this junky stuff, there were two legitimate theaters, the Wieting and the Empire. At one time or another, I think I went to them all except the Bastable. I forgot the Savoy, a movie house on Warren which specialized in serials and sensationalism -- such things as Lucille Love and The Exploits of Elaine.

There were a few outlying places of interest such as Butternut Street which was in the center of the German section of town and where the big breweries were located. Way out Butternut near the outskirts of town was a German restaurant named Gabel's which was as famous in its way as Candee's at Onondaga Valley. On East Genesee Street four or five blocks from the center of town was Forman Park named for Joshua but I was always a bit irritated that the bronze statue in the park of Joshua and another pioneer Syracusan named Redfield, posed together, merely had the name Redfield on it.  Adjacent to the park was Forman Avenue, an undistinguished street about three blocks long. Way out on the east end of town, there was a short street, maybe two blocks 1ong, named Craton Street. I believe it was in this area that Grandma Craton had once owned some property. Just north of the city limits, there was what was left of the old salt industry out along the shore of Onondaga Lake, the vats and settling tanks, all made of wood, rotting away, the place on its last legs. You could ride by this on the Liverpool car or drive by it on the way to the plank road. The lake shore eventually was converted to parks but it was a bad mess at the time I'm talking about.