The Beaverfest Gallery
Summerhill Twp. VFC Home Page

Nice thing about living in Johnstown is I can be just about anywhere I want to go in 30 minutes or less. Left my home in Moxham Saturday before the 4th of July, and pulled into Beaverdale exactly 20 minutes later, for the annual Beaverfest celebration and, yes, it was. I’m a little confused over the sponsorship, but I think the fest is presented by the Somerhill Twp. VFC located in Beaverdale, and I think if you want to call it the Beaverdale VFC, it’s okay by them, but I’m not sure.

Anyway, got to catch a bit of the Beaverdale fun and a bit of Ribbon Grass music before I had to head back to town to shoot the Galleria fireworks. I think you can tell by the photos that most everyone had themselves a real good time. I know I did. Can’t wait till next year.

Johnstown Community Day 2011 Gallery
Johnstown Community Event Facebook Page
Lift Johnstown Web Page

On the last Monday in May, I found myself scrambling down the verticle slope of Johnstown PA’s Yoder Hill, below Grandview Cemetery, to photograph the US Army Silver Wings Command Exhibition Parachute Demonstration Team out of Fort Benning, Georgia. What a pleasure it was to photograph these crack paratroopers from above as they floated down to the grassy surface of Sandyvale Cemetery. And what a privelege it is to offer these photos to honor those who have served and given all, and those who continue to serve and risk all in order to preserve our freedoms.

Thanks to Renée Daly, Johnstown’s Economic Developemnt Coordinator, for helping me work out the logisitics of the shoot.

the Balko Finds the Best Seat in the House for Johnstown, PA’s 4th of July

I’ve seen some fireworks in my time. There’ve been bi-, tri, and sesqui-centennial celbrations; First Nights and New Year’s Eves, Tall Ships and Millenia, big cities and small towns. We did Boston’s Esplanade 4th one time, along with 300,000 others: couldn’t see the band, no alcohol, couldn’t get to the bathroom, couldn’t get IN the bathroom, couldn’t get out of the park at the end of the night, and getting onto the T was murder. But sitting directly behind those howitzers was a BLAST! Man, dig that crazy sound: BOOM! BOOM! Like much of my Boston experience, though, once was enough. Coolest show I ever saw was Ocean City’s 2000 NYE from the door of my tent on Assateague Island across the bay. But that entire night was special. Last night in Johnstown was pretty special, too.

A Plethora of Pyrotechnique

After shooting last year’s unlooked for 4th of July at Highland and Wheat from the shelter of Larry’s porch, I determined to take advantage of a higher vantage. So, with the cooperation of Albert’s weather, I humped my lard ass and 20 pounds of photo kit up to the top of Wheat Street. I had no idea! I got to witness dozens of fireworks displays in a 180 degree arc, from small, personal shows to the official programs from Westmont and Johnstown; some at my feet, some directly in front of me, to all the way down the length of the valley. What a show! There were at least several sources from each neighborhood and municipality I could see: Ferndale, Lorain, Yoder, Hornerstown, Kernville, Oakland, Daisytown, behind Yoder Hill from Brownstown and/or Cambria City; and even flashes from the West End; and ALL OVER Moxham. No, it wasn’t a BETTER show than the Boston Pops, it was just different, and at least as satisfying and far more comfortable. Next year I’ll have to load up some Tchaikovsky on the iPod before I head out, or, better yet, Exile on Main Street. Now THERE’s some fireworks music.

• Franklin VFW’s Sgt. Michael Strank page
• Wikipedia’s Franklin page
• Rootsweb’s Franklin Boro HS page

Another cold Allegheny day, so I shot photos till my fingers froze off and headed home. I’ve spent a bit of time in the Franklin-Conemaugh area the last couple of months, and have been pleasantly surprised at how photogenic the valley is. Hope you like the results as well.

On a side note, there are 2 photos below of a Grandview statue that I refer to as the Lady in White (not to be confused with the White Lady of Beulah, or the White Lady of Ghost Town Trail, or the White Lady of Wapsononock Mountain). I know of 4 other identical statues across the Northeast and Midwest: one in the suburbs north of Boston, another in upstate New York, a third in Wisconsin or Michigan (everything was a blur) and, the one I’m most familiar with, a fourth in Lancaster, PA. As the statue in Lancaster is somewhat sheltered from the elements by trees and an urban setting, and not placed out in the open on top of a mountain; and, since she comes with a real, if not necessarily true ghost story, I’ve added a post and gallery on Lancaster’s Lady in White to illustrate the poignancy and craft of 19th century memorial sculptors.

Requiescat in pace.