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MEDFORD, OREGON, SUNDAY, JUNE 22, 1952 Pages 1-14
Summer's Here
By Olive Starcher
When summer brings its bright, warm days, Medford folk like to visit '
the parks. Although this month's unpredictable weather has kept everyone "
indoors more than usual for June, last Monday was a fine day and both
parks, particularly Hawthorne, had many visitors.
Some of the visitors just strolled through, others stopped to rest on a
park bench and at Hawthorne hundreds of youngsters were in the swim
ming pool. So noisy were the small fry about their swimming that the din
was practically deafening. However the sight of Photographer Dave Brain
erd and his camera attracted the attention of a group of boys and they
willingly lined up on the edge of the pool (top) for a picture.
Handsome lifeguards are traditionally part of the scene at every swim
ming pool, and the two (center right) keeping a sharp eye out for any
trouble among the swimmers Monday were Phil Sanders (on the tower)
and Dick Camden, both college men working for the summer at the pool.
In the library pork downtown one of the park caretakers, T. R. Alvord
(center left) was busy keeping the sprinklers going. Mr. Alvord, who lives
at 70S South Peach street, has worked for the city seven years, first in the
street department and later in the parks.
The library park is a favorite haunt of the older folk, who spend many
leisure hours sitting in groups of three or four to rest and talk. Such a trio
was found Monday (lower right) and shown are (left to right) Edwin Neill,
Andrew Jorgensen and Charles Brown, Mr. Neill, talking about a manga
nese mine when the reporter and photographer came up, said he was a
"world traveler," Mr. Jorgensen said he lived at 426 South Ivy street and
Mr. Brown, who turned out to be a bit reticent, declined to say where he
lived.
One of the favorite activities of the sand-box set at Hawthorne park is
the story hour in the afternoon. Mrs. Lillian Kendall, playground super
visor, just blew a whistle Monday afternoon and before long, like the Pied
Piper, she had a large number of youngsters following along to a cool spot
by a tree. There they settled down and Mrs. Kendall told them the story of
Peter Rabbit, with considerable help from the audience. (Brainerd Photos)
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