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The purpose of this website is to stir the memories of your past and as time passes we lose a little bit of the
them. Each picture or story might rekindle a bit of a memory that hasn't been visited lately and get you to dig
into your archives of photos hidden away from sight. You too can add to this website and share with others
your treasures from years gone by. If you have any information in regards to the photo or you have a story to
tell include it as you send me the photos or comments to tantrim@centurytel.net. The library in Mountain View
has a scanner and will be glad to help you if you don't have access to one. Do not send the actual photo. If
you have any questions call me at 417 934 2184 or 417 247 0616.
My name is Tom Antrim and I lived the first few years of my life in Bradford Ohio then my family moved to
Mountain View, Missouri in the late 1940’s.
My first recollection of this area was my Aunt Martha and Uncle Bob Haines home a few miles west of town. I
punched my cousin in the stomach to show her how big I had gotten.
Mountain View did not have kindergarten in those days so my next big moment in my young life was stepping
into Mrs. Ruth Cochran first grade class. There were only four classes in this new building and the fifth
through twelfth grade was in the old red school house. It had a creaky old gym with a balcony over looking it.
Mrs. Strain my fifth grade teacher loved the Sugar Creek Gang and she read them to us throughout the year.
She also thought communist were following her. If you are in the fifth grade you will believe anything.
By this time I was visiting Chester Arthur’s locker plant and partaking in all his healthy candy. Some time
during this period Jim Barnum climbed the city water tower. I don't remember who got him down.
Mandatory for kids in those days was a bike because unlike today the surrounding area was our play ground.
There weren't a square foot of Mountain View and the surrounding area unexplored. Pedaling to the city dump
or even to Jacks Fork weren't beyond our adventurous treks. Bud Vines would buy soda pop at Matthews
store and go over to the cheese factory and buy cheese. Bud had a part time job working for his brother-in-
law Tub Sharp so he had money where as I did not. I don’t remember how we managed to eat the cheese
riding a bike.
One day as I was walking along with another friend Butch Rikard who could fling a rock a mile decided he
would throw one at Jam-up Abbey and as he tossed it we noticed it nailed him and we looked at each other
with terror and ran in two directions afraid to look back.
Today kids play organized baseball. There were organized teams in my day too but we learned how to play
ball by getting a bunch of kids to come to Herb Henry Park which was locked up but we managed to find a
hole in the fence and play work up. We played every day during the summer and there were no adults to
complicate the game. During town team games played at Herb Henry baseball park if you was able to chase
down a foul or a home run ball over the fence you could collect a nickel at the concession stand which I
usually bought bubble gum.
We had a City Marshall in those days before we had police officers as we have today and his name was Pete
Thompson. He lived above Richard Brother’s grocery and observed a person attempting to break in. Pete
shot and killed the burglar. It happened close to Halloween and I and another boy while trick or treating was
told after entering the funeral home the treat was down the hall and as we opened the door our trick was the
burglar lying on the slab.
Attending Castle Theatre was an adventure on Saturdays where we could watch a 20 year old movie and a
weekly serial for 25 cents if you got a coke and popcorn. After getting up to leave sometimes your shoes were
stuck to the floor caused by all the soda pop spilt over the years.
Before I realized it my days living in Mountain View was over for awhile and I was in The US Navy.
(All Photos Referred to are in School Athletics Page)
Tom,
My mother and father both grew up in Mountain View. They were married in 1951, and my Dad was in the Air
Force for the next three years (Korea for one). When he got out of the service, he went back to school at what
was then the School of Mines in Rolla. The only times I have ever lived in Mountain View were the several-
week breaks at the end of summer session and before fall session, when the three of us would always move
back to Mountain View for a few weeks, and my dad would work for either his dad (cabinet shop in town) or his
brother Jack (construction crew).
Immediately after his graduation, we moved to Seattle, WA, and shortly thereafter to Portland, Oregon
(Beaverton, really), where most of his career was spent with Tektronix, Inc, as an electrical engineer.
However, I have a lot of extended family in Mountain View. My dad owns the farm he was born on in 1930, and
our family gathers there every Fourth of July. As I grew up, I looked forward enormously to my two weeks each
summer in Mountain View, as I grew up.
I have a collection of post cards of Howell County – many of West Plains, but as many as possible of Mountain
View, as well.
I thoroughly enjoyed looking through your photos, and will probably save many of them to my computer (I hope
that’s okay with you). I had never seen a photo of the original high school – or of Nappy Frank! I did recognize
many names. My father played on the “winning season” MVHS basketball team of 1947 or 1947. I am
attaching a photo here.
My father, Bill Walker, is in the center, holding the ball. This was not his senior year – I think he graduated in
48. He could identify all of them.
Here is my mother on the 1948 girls volleyball team.
My mother, then Lula Fay DeBoard, is standing to the left of the one holding the ball (Evelyn Stapleton, her
best friend). My mom’s younger sister, Cora Leah DeBoard is in the back row at far left. Mom could identify all
of them.
My mom and dad, at age 78, still play tennis – and my Mom’s legs are about as good now as they were back
then!
The next photo is of my mother as teacher of Columbia School, in South Fork, around 1949 or 1950. She
coached their softball team, and this is it. You will note some girls on the team. The boys complained that no
girls should be able to play on their formerly all-male team. Mother told them if they didn’t want to play with
girls, they didn’t have to play, but these girls were really good and they were going to play. None of the boys
left – they all had a crush on her.
Mother could name all of them, as well. She still bumps into one the boys in a café around Mountain View now
and then, and they inevitably say, “Oh, I just loved you.” By the way, my dad was teaching at Montier that
year, and he coached his softball team, too; Mom’s team beat his team.
Feel free to link to any part of my website that you like. May I put a link to yours?
You have inspired me. I need to put a lot more of my photos online. My dad has been collecting photos of the
rural schools. We have quite a few of them, and would love to find more.
I see that you are now living in Mountain View?
Looking forward to hearing from you,
Janis Walker Gilmore
Pawleys Island, SC
them. Each picture or story might rekindle a bit of a memory that hasn't been visited lately and get you to dig
into your archives of photos hidden away from sight. You too can add to this website and share with others
your treasures from years gone by. If you have any information in regards to the photo or you have a story to
tell include it as you send me the photos or comments to tantrim@centurytel.net. The library in Mountain View
has a scanner and will be glad to help you if you don't have access to one. Do not send the actual photo. If
you have any questions call me at 417 934 2184 or 417 247 0616.
My name is Tom Antrim and I lived the first few years of my life in Bradford Ohio then my family moved to
Mountain View, Missouri in the late 1940’s.
My first recollection of this area was my Aunt Martha and Uncle Bob Haines home a few miles west of town. I
punched my cousin in the stomach to show her how big I had gotten.
Mountain View did not have kindergarten in those days so my next big moment in my young life was stepping
into Mrs. Ruth Cochran first grade class. There were only four classes in this new building and the fifth
through twelfth grade was in the old red school house. It had a creaky old gym with a balcony over looking it.
Mrs. Strain my fifth grade teacher loved the Sugar Creek Gang and she read them to us throughout the year.
She also thought communist were following her. If you are in the fifth grade you will believe anything.
By this time I was visiting Chester Arthur’s locker plant and partaking in all his healthy candy. Some time
during this period Jim Barnum climbed the city water tower. I don't remember who got him down.
Mandatory for kids in those days was a bike because unlike today the surrounding area was our play ground.
There weren't a square foot of Mountain View and the surrounding area unexplored. Pedaling to the city dump
or even to Jacks Fork weren't beyond our adventurous treks. Bud Vines would buy soda pop at Matthews
store and go over to the cheese factory and buy cheese. Bud had a part time job working for his brother-in-
law Tub Sharp so he had money where as I did not. I don’t remember how we managed to eat the cheese
riding a bike.
One day as I was walking along with another friend Butch Rikard who could fling a rock a mile decided he
would throw one at Jam-up Abbey and as he tossed it we noticed it nailed him and we looked at each other
with terror and ran in two directions afraid to look back.
Today kids play organized baseball. There were organized teams in my day too but we learned how to play
ball by getting a bunch of kids to come to Herb Henry Park which was locked up but we managed to find a
hole in the fence and play work up. We played every day during the summer and there were no adults to
complicate the game. During town team games played at Herb Henry baseball park if you was able to chase
down a foul or a home run ball over the fence you could collect a nickel at the concession stand which I
usually bought bubble gum.
We had a City Marshall in those days before we had police officers as we have today and his name was Pete
Thompson. He lived above Richard Brother’s grocery and observed a person attempting to break in. Pete
shot and killed the burglar. It happened close to Halloween and I and another boy while trick or treating was
told after entering the funeral home the treat was down the hall and as we opened the door our trick was the
burglar lying on the slab.
Attending Castle Theatre was an adventure on Saturdays where we could watch a 20 year old movie and a
weekly serial for 25 cents if you got a coke and popcorn. After getting up to leave sometimes your shoes were
stuck to the floor caused by all the soda pop spilt over the years.
Before I realized it my days living in Mountain View was over for awhile and I was in The US Navy.
(All Photos Referred to are in School Athletics Page)
Tom,
My mother and father both grew up in Mountain View. They were married in 1951, and my Dad was in the Air
Force for the next three years (Korea for one). When he got out of the service, he went back to school at what
was then the School of Mines in Rolla. The only times I have ever lived in Mountain View were the several-
week breaks at the end of summer session and before fall session, when the three of us would always move
back to Mountain View for a few weeks, and my dad would work for either his dad (cabinet shop in town) or his
brother Jack (construction crew).
Immediately after his graduation, we moved to Seattle, WA, and shortly thereafter to Portland, Oregon
(Beaverton, really), where most of his career was spent with Tektronix, Inc, as an electrical engineer.
However, I have a lot of extended family in Mountain View. My dad owns the farm he was born on in 1930, and
our family gathers there every Fourth of July. As I grew up, I looked forward enormously to my two weeks each
summer in Mountain View, as I grew up.
I have a collection of post cards of Howell County – many of West Plains, but as many as possible of Mountain
View, as well.
I thoroughly enjoyed looking through your photos, and will probably save many of them to my computer (I hope
that’s okay with you). I had never seen a photo of the original high school – or of Nappy Frank! I did recognize
many names. My father played on the “winning season” MVHS basketball team of 1947 or 1947. I am
attaching a photo here.
My father, Bill Walker, is in the center, holding the ball. This was not his senior year – I think he graduated in
48. He could identify all of them.
Here is my mother on the 1948 girls volleyball team.
My mother, then Lula Fay DeBoard, is standing to the left of the one holding the ball (Evelyn Stapleton, her
best friend). My mom’s younger sister, Cora Leah DeBoard is in the back row at far left. Mom could identify all
of them.
My mom and dad, at age 78, still play tennis – and my Mom’s legs are about as good now as they were back
then!
The next photo is of my mother as teacher of Columbia School, in South Fork, around 1949 or 1950. She
coached their softball team, and this is it. You will note some girls on the team. The boys complained that no
girls should be able to play on their formerly all-male team. Mother told them if they didn’t want to play with
girls, they didn’t have to play, but these girls were really good and they were going to play. None of the boys
left – they all had a crush on her.
Mother could name all of them, as well. She still bumps into one the boys in a café around Mountain View now
and then, and they inevitably say, “Oh, I just loved you.” By the way, my dad was teaching at Montier that
year, and he coached his softball team, too; Mom’s team beat his team.
Feel free to link to any part of my website that you like. May I put a link to yours?
You have inspired me. I need to put a lot more of my photos online. My dad has been collecting photos of the
rural schools. We have quite a few of them, and would love to find more.
I see that you are now living in Mountain View?
Looking forward to hearing from you,
Janis Walker Gilmore
Pawleys Island, SC
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Stories by Nancy Abbey Pruitt
I can remember sitting on the old First Baptist Church steps watching the Antrim kids, coming and going to school (Clyde, Tom,
Nancy & Eva).
I can remember sitting on the old First Baptist Church steps watching the Antrim kids, coming and going to school (Clyde, Tom,
Nancy & Eva).
Back when I was about 12 years old my brother Don & I use to go to ball games. That was before they had street lights at the
cemetery. We both knew we had to leave before they shut the lights off & they shut those lights off as soon as the game was
over. So we had to hurry and to get up there by Art Wades because that's where the street lights started. Don being my big
brother would tell me "G on ahead I got my pocket knife." He made sure to get behind me so nothing in the cemetery would get
me. In later years we realized Don's knife was only about 2 inch blades.lol
My Grandma Ellen Becker gave my parents this property for a wedding gift in Feb. 1st 1930. Back in those days that was the best
gift. My parents were very grateful!
Around 1960 my dad built this house with his own two hands.
My dad also built all the houses across from the VFW hall which is now called Abbey Addition.
My dad was Pal Abbey. He was a city marshal in Mountain View, twice in my life, back then that was a marshal now it is called a
police officer. He worked alongside Pete Thompson, Al Whatson and Jay Henry. He learned a lot about people and he loved
working. He worked by helping build hwy 60. He also owned his own cement trucks, he hauled cattle to St. Louis and back. The
last job I recall my dad having would have probably been the city marshal. He passed away the day after my mom and his 50th
wedding anniverary in 1980. My brother Don kind of inherited dad's trucking business, so he got to enjoy working along side of
our dad. My parents, my brothers Don and George Abbeys are missed for all that knew them.
When I was a child Don and I would walk around Nappy Town picking up pop bottles. We would sell them at Mrs. Matthews
grocery store. Sometimes we would use that money to go across the street to buy ice cream.
My mother Ida Abbey used to do laundry for Henry Becker for approxiametly 25 years. Everyone said she was a good laundry
lady. She took care of her family, which included 6 kids a husband and later she got to enjoy grandkids. She never complained
about staying home, and how she loved life.
cemetery. We both knew we had to leave before they shut the lights off & they shut those lights off as soon as the game was
over. So we had to hurry and to get up there by Art Wades because that's where the street lights started. Don being my big
brother would tell me "G on ahead I got my pocket knife." He made sure to get behind me so nothing in the cemetery would get
me. In later years we realized Don's knife was only about 2 inch blades.lol
My Grandma Ellen Becker gave my parents this property for a wedding gift in Feb. 1st 1930. Back in those days that was the best
gift. My parents were very grateful!
Around 1960 my dad built this house with his own two hands.
My dad also built all the houses across from the VFW hall which is now called Abbey Addition.
My dad was Pal Abbey. He was a city marshal in Mountain View, twice in my life, back then that was a marshal now it is called a
police officer. He worked alongside Pete Thompson, Al Whatson and Jay Henry. He learned a lot about people and he loved
working. He worked by helping build hwy 60. He also owned his own cement trucks, he hauled cattle to St. Louis and back. The
last job I recall my dad having would have probably been the city marshal. He passed away the day after my mom and his 50th
wedding anniverary in 1980. My brother Don kind of inherited dad's trucking business, so he got to enjoy working along side of
our dad. My parents, my brothers Don and George Abbeys are missed for all that knew them.
When I was a child Don and I would walk around Nappy Town picking up pop bottles. We would sell them at Mrs. Matthews
grocery store. Sometimes we would use that money to go across the street to buy ice cream.
My mother Ida Abbey used to do laundry for Henry Becker for approxiametly 25 years. Everyone said she was a good laundry
lady. She took care of her family, which included 6 kids a husband and later she got to enjoy grandkids. She never complained
about staying home, and how she loved life.
My name is Angela (Pruitt) Voyles. My family originally is from Mountain View. My grandparents was Kermit & Marie (Ford)
Hansford. My mother is Diana (Hansford) Bradley. My grandfather bought land out by Blue Springs off OO Hwy. That land is still
in our family. They both had children when they married. Kermits girls are Louise (Hansford) Weller and Erma (Hansford) Cattell,
Marie's children are Ronnie Ford and Connie (Ford) Ledgerwood, then the two of them had my mom Diana. My grandpa had two
sisters who had families out there in that same area Pauline and Zella. Both of those farms are still in the family as well.
My mother went to school here her whole life in Mountain View and got to go to Liberty when it was built. My grandma Marie died
when Mom was 15 years and 10 months old. So she lived with her father until she graduated, then she went to college in
Springfield. Around 1987 she moved her family back to Mountain View. That is where she raised me and my brother Michael
Pruitt. We also graduated from Liberty.
Diana is now engaged to a man here in Mountain View. Her sister Erma is in MVHC. Her sister Louise is still in Kansas, her
brother Ronnie passed in 2002 and her sister Connie is living in Birch Tree.
My mother volunteers in Mountain View at the OMC Thrift Store. She worked for 25 years in factories, along with other jobs.
After working 25 years as a factory worker she had to have back surgery in 1999 that paralyzed her. So now she is in a
wheelchair but she can do almost anything you or I can do.
My mother was a member of the FFA, FHA, FBLA, Girl Scouts, A Candy Stripper and lots of other things here in Mountain View.
She now is a member of Red Hat Ladies, as am I but I am Pink Hatter!
Her mother Marie owned a restaurant for a little while in Nappy Town. Not sure on the years but Louselle Orchard told me lots of
stories about her, My mom always sitting there with a plate of fries or ice cream.
Hansford. My mother is Diana (Hansford) Bradley. My grandfather bought land out by Blue Springs off OO Hwy. That land is still
in our family. They both had children when they married. Kermits girls are Louise (Hansford) Weller and Erma (Hansford) Cattell,
Marie's children are Ronnie Ford and Connie (Ford) Ledgerwood, then the two of them had my mom Diana. My grandpa had two
sisters who had families out there in that same area Pauline and Zella. Both of those farms are still in the family as well.
My mother went to school here her whole life in Mountain View and got to go to Liberty when it was built. My grandma Marie died
when Mom was 15 years and 10 months old. So she lived with her father until she graduated, then she went to college in
Springfield. Around 1987 she moved her family back to Mountain View. That is where she raised me and my brother Michael
Pruitt. We also graduated from Liberty.
Diana is now engaged to a man here in Mountain View. Her sister Erma is in MVHC. Her sister Louise is still in Kansas, her
brother Ronnie passed in 2002 and her sister Connie is living in Birch Tree.
My mother volunteers in Mountain View at the OMC Thrift Store. She worked for 25 years in factories, along with other jobs.
After working 25 years as a factory worker she had to have back surgery in 1999 that paralyzed her. So now she is in a
wheelchair but she can do almost anything you or I can do.
My mother was a member of the FFA, FHA, FBLA, Girl Scouts, A Candy Stripper and lots of other things here in Mountain View.
She now is a member of Red Hat Ladies, as am I but I am Pink Hatter!
Her mother Marie owned a restaurant for a little while in Nappy Town. Not sure on the years but Louselle Orchard told me lots of
stories about her, My mom always sitting there with a plate of fries or ice cream.
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