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Fish and Festivals . . .
by Bob "Doggie" Henderson
Some
of you have asked how the Mermaid Festival in North Webster, IN,
got its name. After doing some research, here is the story.
Fish and Festivals
Conservation
and Contests
These contrasting themes have blended since 1946 to create that spectacle
of tradition called the Mermaid Festival. In order to get the lake business
started as soon as the legal open fishing season began, Haakon Larsen and a
group around North Webster decided to try to have a Mermaid Festival.
Ordinary village citizens will soon become ringmasters for a carnival
week of activities which will be climaxed by a monster festival parade Saturday
afternoon, June 29. This week-long party has long since outgrown
the skill, ability and just plain man and woman power of the North Webster
community. Help shows up from the most unexpected sources. Everybody likes to
watch a parade, and there are a few rare ones who are willing to "RUN" one.
It is not easy to corral thousands of high spirited people into prearranged
staging areas, and almost whip them with their cars, floats, instruments and
animals into the line of the parade at the proper moment. The feathers that are
ruffled during the preparation and start are usually smoothed by the cheers and
applause of thousands of friendly, sympathetic, happy fans filled with carnival
spirit. It’s fun for many local residents to look back at those first crude,
stumbling efforts to make the festival a fun place.
The handful of Queen Contestants stood on a flatbed farm wagon, borrowed
from Bob Strombeck, and parked on a corner of the school yard. Amateur shows
soon followed and a company offered to bring rides and shows for a percentage.
Farm tractor pull contests kept the town awake late at night. Many brought
shovels to dig for buried treasure in a plot on the school grounds. Lots of
township taxpayers and parents were not so happy about having the school yard
used thus. The crowds grew so big on parade day that merchants complained that
they could not do normal business at the very time the most people were in town.
Townspeople were wary of the "carnies" and there was always a little talk
about gypsies.
As the parades and crowds grew it became a problem to get the kids peeled
out of their thick wool band uniforms after many had fainted from heat and
excitement. The first aid station was busiest on hot days. Some veteran Lion
workers even got weary of lifting beautiful girls in long formals out of
convertibles. It was becoming clear that more automation would be required.
Every four years it is easy to get candidates for governor, except when a
senatorial hopeful supersedes him, to crown the queen and ride in the parade.
In 1946, the first Mermaid Festival was held and every year since that
time serious workers have considered whether it was time to stop all this
foolishness that so disrupts the tempo of the small resort village of North
Webster. After recovering from the hectic and busy week the community decides
that it would be logical to conduct "just one more" festival. So the people
from Webster and the surrounding
This
article was found in a book written by Kip Sullivan (a local resident, now
deceased) and published in January 1977. The
title of the book is "North Webster, From Boydston’s
Mill To
Submitted by Bob "Doggie" Henderson '53
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