Fountain's First Marshall Marks 95th Birthday
Gazette Telegraph Dec 13, 1963, copy from the Pioneer Museum
Louis Toothman celebrated his 95th birthday Monday and recalled some of the days when Fountain was a cowboy's town. "The boys would come into town on Saturday nights and shoot off their guns and ride their horses on the board sidewalks. They never did that after I was elected." When he encountered an hombre who wanted to hit the bottle, Toothman told him to go home or go to jail. "I had a reputation then." After leaving his job as the marshal, Toothman worked as a carpenter in Fountain for many years. He didn't retire until he was 80. Toothman doesn't believe in abstinence as a means toward reaching the age of 95. "You hear men say they never drank liquor and didn't smoke. I don't think there's anything to that. I drank and smoked but didn't go to extremes. I lived moderately."
|Donna Whalen Koop|
Great Depression Story
Christmas in Fountain
Christmas in Fountain was a magical time. A huge pine tree was placed in the middle of the intersection of Main Street and Ohio. It was decorated with ornaments, lights were strung, and a star was placed on top the tree as a finishing touch.And with Christmas day approaching, it was time for a visit from Santa Claus. I remember one year, when it had begun to snow lightly and excitement was building for his arrival on the town’s big red fire truck, with flashing lights and sirens wailing. A jolly man would yell to the crowd “MERRY CHRISTMAS, HO HO HO”. He was dressed in a red suit with white fur trim, and had bags of treats- candy, nuts, an apple or an orange.