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Saturday, September 08, 2012

Butler Revival ~


Inching down to the Hot Dog Shop.
Photo: Michael Newcaster.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

i wonder if they ever realized what they were doing to us when they did away with the Hot Dog Shop?

Anonymous said...

I dunno...all the third generation Klutinotys are dead; none of the kids were involved in the business. Still, I kinda know what you mean even though I've not lived in Butler for 25 years. The last nail in the coffin for me will be when the Wise family sells the Butler Eagle.

Anonymous said...

I guess our generation(I'm 66) and the one before,maybe the one after for a time experienced a Butler that is no more. Time when you bought everything in town from local merchants and maintained a vibrant sense of community. I'm sure the new generation has it's own image of Butler. I don't say ours was better but it was different. I loved the Butler I was raised in,the town,the people the feeling of neighborliness that I don't have where I now live. The 40's to the 60's was great for me. I guess the malls,Walmart and bigness is the prominent thing. Good for them but I will cherish the Butler I knew just as future generations will cherish the one they knew. No place avoids change but it's still as it was in my memories.

Bob Dorcy,BHS class of 1965

Anonymous said...

Many towns across the country have experienced the same changes - empty stores downtown and all the usual chain stores and restaurants in the shopping centers, which also eventually end up with empty stores.

Anonymous said...


And so it turns out that the town we remember as Bedford Falls, the mythical town in Frank Capra's movie " It's a Wonderful Life", was actually more like Pottersville.

A Butler native son who has gone for good.

Anonymous said...

I was just thinking about the Hot Dog shop. I remember going there at lunch time while they were finishing the cafeteria at the "old" senior high. My dad used to talk about getting "8 hots and 2 chocolate milks" for 50cents. After I married, I took my husband, and then our sons with me to the Hot Dog shop. After we moved to Meadville, we would often take a drive to Butler just for some hot dogs. I noticed from time to time that the sign that was in the ladies restroom was the same one that was there when I was in high school. It's sad that things change, and that the younger generations will never know the fun and good times we had and the wonderful memories that we all cherish.