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Saturday, March 31, 2012

The Neighborhood Bar ~ Vero's

Nestled on E. Locust Street between Elm and Monroe Streets near Butler Catholic (St. Paul's) School, Vero's Bar was a staple on the east side of Butler for over 50 years. Fred Vero, not the one that was Mayor in the late 1970's, but his grandfather, received one of the first liquor licenses in Butler County after prohibition was repealed in 1933. A section of the front of their home was enclosed, and a local bar was born. This establishment spanned three generations of Veros. Fred's two sons, Sam (and wife Sis) and Leonard (Hank) operated it for many years, the Sam's son Fred (also not the mayor from the late 1970's) ran it until it closed in the late 1980's.
Thanks : Mark Swift

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

here's to Bill O'Brien and Mr. Hanratty. What is in Vero's now?

Anonymous said...

It was a great neighborhood bar. I went there every Friday night for years! So sad when it closed. It was like Cheers where everyone knew your name!

Anonymous said...

Sam & Hank were both very kind men. I drank root beers here while my dad, granddad and uncle drank Pabst Blue Ribbon drafts.

Fred Vero (the former Mayor) said...

Before it was a bar my Grandfather Fred sold produce there. To the right of the bar and on the first floor of the house, my Grandfather Fred and Grandmother Mary had a spaghetti shop that you could take your family in and have dinner. I can remember when my Uncles Sam and Leonard (Hank) and my Dad (Mike) would all tend bar on Saturday Nights and Ralph Angert would also tend bar for them. As a family we had some very could times growing up in that house with Grandparents, Aunts and Uncles and cousins....

Anonymous said...

GREAT NEIGHBORHOOD BAR,CLOSED IN THE 1990S,MISS ALL THE SMALL BARS,STRICT DUI LAWS AND SMOKING,DID NOT HELP BUSINESS

Anonymous said...

The Vero's, all the families, were and still are very nice people. I grew up on East Pearl Street and went to the grocery store and then later the bar. Both Fred Vero's were nice, friendly business owners. I can remember my father walking up to the grocery store for a bottle of pop and to watch and inning of baseball while talking to Mike Vero. Great sense of neighborhood business who's time unfortunatley has passed.

Anonymous said...

Let's leavethe bashing out of this entire site...All this bashing and crap is the reason the world is in such a sad way. Some of us have very happy memories of Butler and the entire area so find your own site and move on.

Anonymous said...

let's get back to the memories and info recalling yesteryear.

Did you know the yellow apartment house next to Vero's was originally the Italian Presby Church? Built in 1910.

Anonymous said...

Is Corey's dad the "exercise man." Always a great inspiration to me when I was a kid and he was on the Larry Berg show in the morning (WBUT). He was referred to as the "grand old man of jogging." A great example of healthy living and he still looks great at I believe his mid 70's.

Anonymous said...

clock remains.

Morrissey said...

When I was little my Dad would take me there on saturday afternoons. He would have a beer and I would get a Cherokee Red Pop and hardboiled eggs that were left out of the fridge for days. One time, at 11am an old guy who was blind drunk fell off his bar stool and burned me with his cigar. Its ok we rubbed salt and vinegar chips on it and it was ok. I did have bouts of runny stools from the eggs though!

Fenriswolf said...

My grandfather, Joe Rattigan, used to bring me here in the early 70's (I was a toddler) and feed me pretzel rods. we used to walk back to his place on Monroe street.

Good times.

Mayor of Monroe St said...

Joe Rattigan was our neighbor, I believe he sold Seagrams whisky, he had a boy Chip and a daughter Karen

Fenriswolf said...

Jolly Joe was my grandfather. Karen is my mother. Chip is my uncle and there was an older sister, maryanne.

Allene (my grandmother) passed a few years back. I still have many of the Seagram's heirlooms that my grandfather gave me.