CLOSE YOUR EYES. TAKE A DEEP BREATH. OPEN YOUR HEART.

SHADY DEL KNIGHT, ADMINISTRATOR

SHADY DEL KNIGHT, ADMINISTRATOR
High School Yearbook Photo

"More than a place, the Shady Dell was and will forever remain a state of mind." - Shady Del Knight

"More than a place, the Shady Dell was and will forever remain a state of mind." - Shady Del Knight
HELLO STRANGER ... IT SEEMS LIKE A MIGHTY LONG TIME!

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

I Don't Think That I Can Take It 'Cause It Took So Long to Bake It and I'll Never Have That Recipe Again, Oh No


Tom Anderson back with you again, resurfacing for just this one important post, a special edition dedicated to my dear friends and fellow Dell rats
Greg Gulden, Jerre Slaybaugh, Ron Shearer, Kathleen Mae Schneider and Toni Deroche, the much loved former owner of the Shady Dell. This post also goes out to all the other faithful Dell rats who kindly follow this blog, the ones who were there and still care. You guys, more than anyone else, can understand what I've been going through recently.


CAUTION!

Some of you already know the reason behind this post. Others might be able to guess. I have been requested not to discuss specifics on this blog and I intend to honor that request. For those of you who know what happened or think you know and wish to leave a comment please don't make any direct references or else I will be forced to remove your comment. Thank you.

In the wake of a significant upset that I and other Dell rats have experienced in recent weeks, my first impulse was to publish an angry post entitled "The Darker Side of Shady." Thank goodness Kathleen Mae Schneider's latest chapter gave me a much needed cooling off period. The last thing
I want to do is invite you, my dear friends, to visit my virtual Shady Dell and then subject you to a rant. Realizing I would just be barking at the moon by venting righteous indignation, I confronted my anger, worked through it and finally came to accept that over which I have no control. As my good friend Dave Bupp was able to do all those years ago, I found peace of mind. I took a lesson from Kathleen's mother, 100 year old Margaret Elizabeth Brown Schneider, the Oldest Living Dell Rat, who always exhorts "Don't dwell on it." In this case I decided I can't and won't Dell on it. I calmed down, turned my thinking around and chose to create a post that heals rather than hates.

 CAN YOU SPARE ONE FULL MINUTE 

 OF YOUR TIME FOR ME, DEAR FRIEND?  

Posted below is a series of pictures. The pictures all have one thing in common and I'd like to share them with you in
a certain specific manner. When I give you the go ahead, please begin by clicking on the video below.

 IMPORTANT: 

 Do not play the video from the beginning 
and do not watch the clip. 

The clip is meant to serve only as background mood music. Instead, jump to the  6:20 mark  which is the final minute
of the song. While those final 60 seconds of the song are playing, scroll rapidly down the page and allow the images
to pass before your eyes.

 IMPORTANT: 

I want you to get the maximum impact
from this powerful experience.
To do that you need to execute a continuous
"SMOOTH" scroll down the page at a brisk pace, 
a rate of no more than one picture per second.  
Do not slow down or stop to examine any of 
the pictures until you have first tried my method.

Think of it as a rapid paced slide presentation, a closing movie montage or your life flashing before your eyes. For some of you that's exactly what it is, a part of your life, a big part. If you time your 60 second smooth scroll correctly the song will end just as you get to the last picture. After that, if you would like to examine some of the images more carefully, you can start playing the long music clip from the beginning and linger on the pictures as long as you wish.

If you're ready, then click to begin the video

 SKIP AHEAD TO 6:20... 

read the intro and scroll down through the pics 
at the rate of one per second.  

Thank you, dear friend!



 Take this journey with me now. 

 Look through, not just any window. 

 Look through this one.  

 Tell me what you see. 












Image above courtesy Blake Stough at Preserving York blog
























 What is is. What is not is not. 

 What's lost is gone. What remains, a lot. 

 What once was is no more and never again will be. 

 But will, my friend, forever live in picture and memory. 


 LONG LIVE THE SHADY DELL! 


37 comments:

  1. Oh, Shady, I can only imagine what's happened, and I hope it's not what I think...

    But your words are true, and as long as something lives in our hearts, it is forever, vibrantly alive. And that's where it counts, in the heart.

    You've set this up well and presented it in a way that brings honor~

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    1. Hi, Shelly! It's nice to see you back on the blogs, dear friend. Mum's the word, at least for now, but I'm sure you have already read between the lines. Thank you for your kind words, Shelly.

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  2. Oh, my friend... Just know that I am sending you warm wishes and hugs. You handled this so gracefully. I'm not privy to details but do not need to be. This pain is universally understood.

    You have done an amazing job of immortalizing the Shady Dell through your blog, and not only that - but you have magically transported me to a time and place I never would've experienced otherwise. Thank you for being such a wonderful, encouraging friend and for keeping the doors of the Dell open to all of us!

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    1. Hi, Jenn June! It's great to see you again, my special friend. I suppose the reality of the situation is thinly veiled and I thank you for understanding how so many of us are feeling right now. I hope that you, your big man and your little man are all doing fine and thank you very much for your comforting words.

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  3. Tom thank you for putting together this very beautiful and much needed post. A special thanks to all our friends for comeing here and helping to keep the Dell alive. These past few weeks have been very hard on this old guy. I was spoiled the last few years while Toni owned the Dell. I was use to driveing up the hill and stopping and walking the grounds when ever I felt like it. Toni not only cleaned up and saved the Dell house she worked with Tom to learn as much as she could about the history of the Dell.I could walk the grounds and touch and see and feel things that helped bring back memories of the golden days of the 60s.I all ways felt welcome there and all ways belived there was magic ehere. Now those days are gone and on my last trip things were not the same the magic was gone and all I felt was emty. Its hard to belive its been over 50 years from when as a small boy that my uncle took me to a house on a hill for ice cream after a baseball game one evening. I never forgot going there and some how knew I would some day return. It was 4 years later that one evening while hanging out at the gas station near my home that one of the older boys said Greg we're going up to the Dell do you want to go along. That evening made my return trip,but when we walked up the steps we went around the side of the house. I had no idea where we were going. We came to an old barn, I followed the older boys thur the door. In side it was dark ,just a few lights on over what looked like a dance floor.It was a cold night out but as soon as you got in the door you could feel the heat from the fire place. To the left was a dark area with some old stuffed chairs and a sofa around a fire place and in one corner sit and old b&w tv. I spent many evenings there watching tv with my friends. John would all ways stop in and ask if we were ok and see if we needed more fire wood. The older boys would go out and split fire wood for John.John would tell us if we needed any thing to eat Helen was up in the house. I"ll stop now I just wanted to share this momory to make a point.No matter what happens no one can smash my memories and haul them away. LONG LIVE THE DELL A Dell Rat All Ways Greg

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    1. Greg, I'm feeling you big time, my friend. I share all those same memories. I, too, loved to take a break from the music and dancing and sit in that TV room near the fireplace. On cold winter nights John would come walking through the door like the incredible hulk carrying a huge log on a hook. He'd toss it in there and it would sizzle and hiss and pop. All of our senses were stimulated when we visited the Dell. Most of all we will always remember the warmth... of the fire and of John and Helen Ettline. Thanks so much, good buddy.

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  4. I couldn't say it any better Greg. I spent many hours at the same fire place and standing by the jukebox. Maybe not the same years as you, but with all the same memories. Thank you Tom for helping to keep the memories alive for those that shared and cared about the Dell. It will never be gone in our hearts.

    Jerre

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    1. Thanks, Jerre. I am not ashamed to admit that I am still in tears, particularly when I take that 60 second MacArthur Park ride. It is taking me a long time to get over this. I suppose if I ever had any doubt about the profound effect the Shady Dell, the Ettlines and my Dell rat friends had on me in my youth, it has now been erased. Thanks again for coming to testify, good buddy!

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  5. It's time to circle the wagons for all Dell rats!

    This has been a hard month to be sure for those of us in the midst of the transition to a new owner, but at this point I think we have to be as philosophical as possible.

    Thank you Tom, for producing such an expertly-prepared post that lovingly brings closure to our sadness. It is a touching tribute to The Shady Dell that was.

    Now it's time to gratefully accept the reality of the Shady Dell that is: the one that lives on forever in our minds and hearts.

    To me, my ancestors still fill that Dell house's rooms. Mother still builds little stone houses in Shady Dell Woods and scampers across the street and up the stairs to the loft of the barn to play. New REOs and Cadillacs chug up the lane to the road. My grandmother Allie wipes her hands on her apron after she fills her basket with vegetables from the garden, planning dinner for 14. My grandfather energetically multi-tasks as he oversees business concerns from his office. The dogs still bark on the hill and my teenage aunts and uncles still court on the porch swing.

    For guys like you - Tom, Greg, Ron and countless others - that Shady Dell's parking lot is always full, the colored lights strung around the outside dance floor still glow long into the night. The juke box still rocks with great songs. The couples pair off to dance. Helen's burgers, steaks and fries in the snack bar are juicier and tastier than ever. Above John's deep voice dispensing wisdom, the pinball clanks away and the pool balls drop noisily into the pockets. It's all still there!

    We need to learn from the maple tree outside my window. Its bright red leaves cheerfully toss in the breeze in a last blaze of color before relinquishing their spring and summer job. The sturdy tree will still be very much alive once its leaves are gone. It will rest and store energy for the spring, confident of the new growth to come.

    It survives by quietly and gracefully accepting the changing seasons of its life. Held securely by its deep roots, it bends in the face of fierce winter winds and doesn't break.

    Each of us carries within us the Shady Dell's beauty, love and earlier time of our lives that is unique to us. Like the maple does with it's leaves, we need to jettison the negative emotions that are not beneficial to us and rest with those gifts given to us when we were privileged to walk and dance on her floors. After all, it still is worth all the pain we feel now to have known her and had her in our lives, isn't it?

    Let's mentally go back and talk to those teenagers we once were, expectantly climbing the cement steps and chatting with John at the booth as we paid admission. Or find me just last year as I explored my ancestral home and imagined 100 years ago in that place.

    If some stranger from the future came up to us and asked if we still wanted to experience the Dell's magic, given the hurt at losing parts of her that surely would happen - I'm certain we'd gladly accept our broken hearts today as the other price of admission. We'd do it all over again - gladly!

    Our roots go deep too. I once read that when our hearts break apart, there's more room for life-giving light and love to fill them. We have our memories, we have each other here on our blog - and we, along with the essence of our beloved Shady Lady, WILL survive.

    My mama says so!

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    1. Oh, Kathleen. What can I say? There is no adequate reply to this exquisite essay of yours. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I read it. This is indeed a season of change and we all need to bend and not break even tho it feels very much like our hearts could. I am so thankful for the life lessons taught by you and your mother. Love is the answer. Love is always the answer. Thank you ever so much for gracing my (our) blog with your beautiful words. They come from a beautiful mind and heart.

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  6. My dear friend Tom, and all the other Dell Rats that love your blog, please know that I share in all your unhappiness. This is a beautiful piece that you have put together in honour of The Shady Dell. It was wonderful looking at that slide show of memories. No one can ever take those away. They will always live on in your hearts. I know that I mustn't say any more. Lovely memories from Greg above and what beautiful words from Kathleen. Gosh, her writing is quite exquisite." I once read that when our hearts break apart, there's more room for life-giving light and love to fill them. We have our memories, we have each other here on our blog - and we, along with the essence of our beloved Shady Lady, WILL survive." My love goes to all of you at this time dear friend(s).

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    1. Thank you so very much dear friend, Thisisme! Many words are being expressed here today, all of them are coming straight from out hearts. Thank you for sharing your thoughts with me and the others. Your visit means a great deal to me! God bless!

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  7. Forgot to say, what a handsome young man you were! Wasn't it a blessing that Margaret was able to go back to her old home for her 100th birthday before the new owners moved in.

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    1. Thank you for the compliment, dear friend. That is my Penn State senior portrait. Yes, we can all be thankful that Margaret was able to visit the Dell just prior to her 100th birthday and again a few months later when she and Kathleen learned of the sale. Her trips down Shady lane brought back childhood memories which Kathleen will continue to relay to us in her series In-Dell-ible Memories. Thank you again, sweet Thisisme, and good night to you in Devon!

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  8. To all: without knowing exactly what's going on, I can take a guess. You all have such wonderful, rich memories of Shady Dell, and you've shared them with all of us, which creates more fond thoughts in our minds of a sort of mystical place we've not visited physically, but really - we all have such places in our past, and we understand and love her along with you. No one can take those fond thoughts and memories from you, and so they will live forever. I imagine that no matter where you are, if you are quiet and listen intently, that jukebox will play once more, and the sights and sounds will come flooding back. That's the magical thing about love - those people and places we hold dear are always within memory's reach where they are never tarnished or damaged.

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    1. Oh karen, this is indeed a sad time for those of us who came of age at the Shady Dell and some of us are still struggling to cope. At the same time this unfortunate series of events is bringing out the best in people. It is absolutely heartwarming to find friends like you who never even heard of the Dell rallying 'round and offering wise and inspirational words to comfort us and ease our pain. People like you, dear karen, make America great and I am proud to know you. Thank you very much, kind friend, for being here with us today.

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  9. Tom, obviously I don't know what's going on, all I can say is that no one can ever take away your memories or those of the others who shared in your experiences at the Shady Dell! I hope you are well,

    Emma x

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    1. Thank you very much for your kindness, dear Emma. You are a great friend and I know you stayed awake very late in Ireland to send me this special message. You're right. The memories live on in spite of all that's happened. A Dell rat never forgets.

      There are places I remember
      All my life, though some have changed
      Some forever not for better
      Some have gone and some remain

      All these places had their moments
      With lovers and friends
      I still can recall
      Some are dead and some are living
      In my life I've loved them all





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  10. Dear Shady, I too, am in the dark regarding this post, and, your obvious heartbreak. I'll just say I'm fortunate to be a member of your blog, you bring so much knowledge, fun, AND demonstrate much compassion and respect to all, and, to the music business. Your memories of the Shady Dell have brought it back to life. And, you still have friends who share those memories with you. I am proud to be one of them. Please be well!♥

    P.S. I have to say...love your photo. What a cutie pie!♫

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    1. Awwwww, thank you so much, Susan. Yes, that's an older picture of me - taken last month. (LOL) I am proud to have a friend like you, Susan, and it means a lot to me that you sense my pain and want to help. It's a process, like the stages of grieving, I suppose. Right now the wounds are still fresh and it will take some time before the healing can begin. This post is cathartic and a step toward that end. Thanks again, dear friend Susan, for your kindness and caring!

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  11. Tom, first of all, your comments and pictures couldn't have said it better. Add Greg's memories, Margaret's memories and sagacity, Jerre's comments and those of all the other Rats and Ratettes, and WOW!!!!! What an emotion---I can't describe! You, Tom, have been instrumental in keeping the Dell and its memories alive, connecting people to follow the renovation of a house that has held so many memories for so many people. And yet still, omehow being a catalyst for a reunion at the Dell for many of us once-kids who hung out there, and the lady who first lived there and her daughter. LONG LIVE THE DELL! AND WE DELL RATS AND RATETTES ROCK!

    Dell Rat Ron
    Dell Rat Rpm

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    1. Thank you, Ron. I am also amazed at the outpouring I have witnessed here from people around the globe. Most never heard of the Dell before they found this blog. They were never there and yet they care. It has always been my goal to bring people together, to unite rather than divide, and abundant evidence of a united rat pack can be found in these beautiful comments. Thank you, partner, for stepping up to the mic and testifying on behalf of Dell rats everywhere, the living and the dead.

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  12. Sorry for being a day late friend. All I can say is wow. I'm not 100% sure if what I think is happening is happening, but if its what I think then I am as shocked and angry as you (does that sentence make sense....I hope so). I have loved every bit of getting to this place and while I dont have any memories of my own time there, I still feel like its a part of me. I hope what I think is happening is wrong. I hope we dont have to live off of just memories of the Dell. I hope it stays around for more generations to discover just like I did.

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    1. Thank you, dear Amber. I'm still not allow to say but I think you get the gist from the post and all the other comments. I'm very happy to know that the Shady Dell has come to mean so much to you. Your friendship has come to mean the world to me. Thanks again, Amber!

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    2. and your friendship means a whole hella lot to me too buddy!

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  13. I was just thinking the other day what a wonderful thing you have done in dedicating your blog to the Shady Dell. You have made so many aware of that place - a place I would have loved to visit as a teenager. We didn't have somewhere like that to go dance and have a good, wholesome time. The Ettlines were a blessing to teens.

    It is so great to have the recent photos of the graffiti on the walls and all the other photos. They are now preserved for history. Your work has been like an archeologist or historian - very important and appreciated.

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    1. Thank you very much, dear Belle. We have four people to thank for capturing all these priceless images over the last four years. First and foremost is Toni Deroche, the former owner of the Dell who snapped by far the most pictures starting in 2008. Kathleen Mae Schneider has provided many high quality pictures. Greg Gulden is another much appreciated contributor of photos and lastly York historian Blake Stough with whom I have a blog photo sharing arrangement. Thank you again for joining us as we try to bounce back from this depressing circumstance.

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    2. Unfortunately , the fate of the Dell was and is out of my hands. To all Dell rats out there, thank God for Tom Anderson's blog. For without his wonderful memories, music and pictures there would have been nothing but faded, foggy, memories to live in our heads and hearts forever. Can you only imagine what would have happened if Tom hadn't brought his story to us 4 + yrs ago! We can now only relive those times visually on the SDM&M. For Dell "Rats" everywhere these were their important "coming of age" years of learning social skills, friendships, respect and even the latest dance moves (not to mention, enjoying great food to boot)!

      My only consolation was something someone said to me, ("The Dell") started as a house for a loving family, it ends as a house for a loving family.

      Again, thanks to Tom Anderson, She is exempt from death and destruction, She now has endless life and enduring fame.

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    3. Hello, dear Toni, and thank you very much for being here. Greater words than yours were never written and I thank you from the bottom of my heart. How lucky our Shady Dell was to have you as her keeper. Right from the start in 2008 when you began contributing your time, energy and picture taking expertise to help our blog, you sensed how much the Dell meant to so many and you embraced her and loved her as we do. In the wake of recent events I am still struggling to cope and the beautiful sentiments you expressed here started the tears flowing once again. Please know that you are universally loved and respected. Dell rats around the world know about your immeasurable contributions to the Dell and to this blog. We can never thank you enough for all that you were and all that you did. Thank you again, my very dear friend, for your touching comments. You are missed.

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  14. Oh Shady I'm sorry! You have done such a wonderful job of creating the world of Shady Dell here in Internet land, just know that so many people here support you. I hope you're doing well besides, you are a real gem Shady.

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    1. Thank you so very much, dear Alabee! Time heals all wounds and your gentle words of support certainly help, too. Bless you, dear friend!

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  15. This post made me sad, especially if I inferred what I think I did. These situations are never easy, but judging by all the comments above mine, I know you've got plenty of friends to help you through it.

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    1. Glad you're here, too, Ashton. If you return on Monday I'll be playing show and tell and then you'll know for sure. Thank you very much for the kind words, dear friend, and I hope to see you then.

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  16. I have only one thing to write for you today my dear friend one word from me to you. HUGS

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    1. Thank you, dear Katie. Your hugs are needed and appreciated.

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  17. It's too bad to hear about [comment redacted].
    I saw one of the signs mention Milwaukee, WI. Funny how that caught my comment. Well, it's where I live so of course I'd catch that.
    Anyway, once again I wanted to say sorry to hear [comment redacted].

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