No Place Like Home
Book binds together Tontitown memories
Posted: August 3, 2012 at 2:12 a.m.
The first grape festivals I remember were held where the old Tontitown Mercantile is now (on the northwest corner of U.S. 412 and Barrington Road),” Andrew Penzo, the son of Angelo and Flora Bariola Penzo, recalled. “I thought they were great. Soda pop for a nickel, a hamburger for 10 cents. You could get your picture taken for a nickel. It was a big wide world. It was a chance to meet everybody. “As best I can remember, it was not a grape festival as such. It was a thanksgiving, a feast, a picnic is what it was. My dad called it a picnic.” Penzo was 72 years old when he shared those recollections in 2003. They’re the perfect example of “Memories I Can’t Let Go Of,” a new book of Tontitown history edited by Susan Young. It will debut at the 114th Tontitown Grape Festival, which starts Tuesday.
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Whats Up, Pages 11 on 08/03/2012