BIO: John P. Levan, Tillard Pen Pictures, 1911, Blair County, PA Contributed April 2003 for use in the USGenWeb Archives by Judy Banja Copyright 2003. All rights reserved. http://www.usgwarchives.net/copyright.htm http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/blair/ _________________________________________ Pen Pictures of Friends and Reminiscent Sketches by J. N. Tillard Altoona, PA: William F. Gable & Co., Mirror Press, 1911 Life's Cares Lie To The Rearward JOHN P. LEVAN Sits in Contentment on The Sands of Time, Watching The Fitful Waves Break in Tuneful Melody at His Feet. THE oldest member of the Masonic fraternity in this city, sits these summer days on the veranda his beautiful home, 1223 Twelfth Avenue, reviewing events of a busy and useful life in the calm peacefulness that springs from a sense of duty well done. The subject of this sketch, Mr. John P. Levan, first arrived in Altoona one bleak November day in 1852. The conditions that confronted him were not inviting. The community was but a raw village straggling over some swampy land with a few small railroad shops as a nucleus. The year previous he had been entered as an apprentice in the railroad shops at Harrisburg and came here to finish his trade. A number of other young men came here at the same time, in the service of the young corporation, but of all these only John P. Levan and Andrew Kipple remain. Their companions have dropped out through the passing years and only the memory of their strong manhood and vigorous personalities remain to this generation. These men and their co-temporaries gathered together in these early days of railroad development, were the founders and builders of this substantial city. It is somewhat the fashion among later arrivals to discount or discredit the results of the labors of railroad men in the building up of the city, but after all, had it not been for the enterprise and industry on the outside of the builders of cars and locomotives the other gentlemen, who have made their money in independent enterprises, would never have been here. The pioneer who clears the way for the reaper of the results of his labors is frequently lost sight of, and it is even suggested that he ought not to presume to have been so busy doing things for the benefit of posterity that he has never found any time to cry aloud in the market or exploit his performances or demand public recognition of his services by election to office. This is particularly true of Mr. Levan. There never was a less presumptious man. Mild in character and even in temperament, he was loved by his associates, both superiors and subordinates. He never thrust himself into public view and abhorred notoriety. A quiet, steady, level headed worker, he achieved success, because of his devotion to duty. In slang phrase, he was "always Johnny on the spot." No matter who was missing when the bell rang, he was always there. This dependableness of character was early appreciated by those in authority, and his advancement in the railroad service was rapid. Coming here as an apprentice when he was 18 years old, by the time he was 27, he was assistant foreman of the car shops, and, when Foreman Hostetter went to the army a year later, he was made foreman. During this period he took a most active part in the sports and social life of the town. He was a star base ball player in the days when there were no big mits and you stood up and took hot liners in the bare hands. He was actor, musician and organizer of social functions. For many years he led the choir in Christ's Reformed Church and was one of the mainstays of that congregation. Old programs of private theatricals and other attempts to brighten the life of the little community bear evidence of his handiwork. In short there was no department of civic development in which he did not take an active interest, and he quietly maintained that interest through all the years. When the new car shops were erected and put into service in 1870 he took charge as general foreman, and was the guiding factor for more than 30 years. He developed in business capacity as the years grew upon him and became the master spirit in large enterprises. He was the organizer of the Second national Bank and is still its president. Under his management it has become one of the strong financial institutions of this vicinity. He is also president of the Altoona Iron Company, the largest industrial affair in the city aside from the Pennsylvania Railroad. But probably the institution nearest his heart of all others, because of its altruistic character, is the Altoona Hospital. Prior to its organization, the facilities for taking care of those injured almost daily in the shops, years and road, were such that untold suffering resulted from the necessity of performing all sorts of surgical operations under unsanitary conditions and without proper appliances. The writer when a small boy saw a crushed limb amputated in a shanty at Fourth Street, on a hot day, with a gaping crowd watching the work of the surgeon and flies swarming over the rude operating table. Largely through the efforts of Mr. Levan, the hospital was projected and brought to a successful issue by the liberality of his company, and from its organization, until declining years began to press upon him, as its president, in season and out of season, he was always pushing its interest and planning for its development. The vast army of sufferers who have found relief and healing in its ministrations have blessed its founder as they passed from its portals. Those, who, as the result of serious injury, have suffered the agony of physical pain, can best appreciate what this means. It is a noble work to improve the moral conditions of men and to assist in the relief of poverty and mental distress, but those who have for weeks and months been on the rack of physical torture from which there was no escape for a single blissful moment, know best what the surgeon's skill and the kindly ministration of the trained nurse means. Mr. Levan is very proud of his Masonic affiliations. Raised to the degree of Master Mason when he had barely attained his majority, he has been a Past Master for 47 years, and was one of the earliest promoters of the craft in this vicinity. In this relation, as in all others, he has been unobtrusive and retiring, but his hand has ever been stretched out to the needy and those who sought his help were never disappointed, if found worthy. He has now reached the period in his career when life's active cares lie to the rearward and he can sit in contentment on the sands of time, watching the fitful waves break in tuneful melody at his feet. May the remainder of earth's journey be filled with brightness, and all its paths be peace! #