LORAIN COUNTY OHIO - Newspaper Article #2 "Tea Party Story" [FARAGHER] *********************************************************************** OHGENWEB NOTICE: All distribution rights to this electronic data are reserved by the submitter. Reproduction or re-presentation of copyrighted material will require the permission of the copyright owner. The submitter has given permission to the USGenWeb Archives to store the file permanently for free access. http://www.usgwarchives.net/ *********************************************************************** File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by Barbara Mihalcik mihalcik@zdial.com March 20, 2000 *********************************************************************** STORY OF TEA PARTY HELD DAILY IN LORAIN MORE THAN 60 YEARS 'Gram' Faragher Optimism Helps to Keep Large Family Together By Carrie Lee Macpherson No one can come away from the home of Mrs. Amelia C. Faragher without being an optimist. Years ago her children and grandchildren found this out. Years ago they learned that every visit to "Grandma" Faragher's house was a real inspiration. That is why there has grown up in this family an institution which is probably not paralleled anywhere in Ohio - a daily tea party, presided over by "Grandma" Faragher, which has continued without the loss of a single day for more than 60 years. Earliest Memories That is why two generations of grandchildren have grown up numbering as one of their earliest and fondest memories sipping tea from "Grandma's" cup while sitting on her knee. Let there be rain or shine, a blizzard or a gale - no matter what the weather, Mrs. Faragher, who is 86, has her great teakettle a-boiling every morning by 9 o'clock in her large, cheery farmhouse kitchen facing the lake at 1918 E. Erie-av. just across from Century park. And no matter what the weather, the children and grandchildren will come in - not the same ones every day, but always from three to 20 of them, I took refuge on the porch one day just as three daughters, two granddaughters and a son were scurrying to it thru a heavy rain, and was invited in. Began in Log House The tea party really began, I found, in a little log house that stood where the L. A. Snell house is now, 2375 E. Erie-av, in which "Grandma" Faragher and her husband, John Faragher, lived for about a year after they were married. But the present farmhouse is as it was when it stood on their 100-acre farm. John Faragher, who was later a ship captain, and died 35 years ago, was responsible for the morning tea drinking custom. He used to come in from the field about the middle of the morning. Years passed. Children came, grew up, built houses close by. The hundred acres changed into city blocks. The morning tea custom persisted, except that after John Faragher's farming days were over the tea hour changed from 10 to 9 o'clock. Grandchildren grew up into the privilege of "tea at Gram's." Bobby Baker is a big schoolboy of 6 now. He has been prompt at morning tea ever since he was 2 and Grandma held his cup. He could not understand for a while why school could not excuse him for it still. Writes Poem to 'Gram' There were delicious cookies with the tea the day I happened in, made by Mrs. Faragher, who is much younger than her years sound. She is a sweet-faced woman, had a keen sense of humor, and is a delightful person to know. It is not duty that brings her children and their children to her home on all sorts of mornings. It's the fun of being there. Mrs. Faragher's granddaughter, Catherine Aileen Cameron, who recently married Paul M. Titus, of the Princeton university faculty, is becoming known for her little poems. She will never write one tho, which will please her own folks more than this one, which she sent from Oberlin to present her at the tea table: I know just heaps of lucky girls with families big and fine. But I think I am the luckiest, 'cause of that Gram of mine. She doesn't care one little bit for show or fuss or splendor. She just likes home and home folks best; that's why her heart's so tender. And since I've been away from her I miss her something awful, And for me not to see by Gram it doesn't seem quite lawful. And O! I just can't tell you how splendid it will be To go running up the road again to my Gram's house for tea. And now, in all that I have said, there's not a single line That begins to do full justice to that dear Gram of mine. Caption on accompanying picture: Recent photograph of Mrs. Amelia C. "Gram" Faragher, who has entertained her children and children's children at a tea party in her old farmhouse opposite Century Park every morning for more than 60 years. The picture shows "Gram" by the window, knitting - one of her favorite occupations.