My Memories of the Sheboygan Armory
Sue Stolzmann Hoffmann
(born 1941 at Sheboygan, Memorial Hospital)
That giant building down by the lake. So tall to my young eyes. So gray. A venue for grand occasions.
My first memory of the Armory, as a Jefferson Elementary School student, was at a Girl Scout Jamboree. My troop at Jefferson planned and prepared. There were lots of other troops there as well. We filled the bleachers all around. I remember singing, “Girl Scouts of all Nations” to the tune of a grand processional march. Quite inspiring for a young girl.
But it was as a Central High School cheerleader that I have the most fond, vivid memories. Our basketball season played forth on that venerable court. The school band accompanied ow cheering squad as we processed across the court to the tune “When the Saints Come Marching In”. Most exciting games by far were those between Central and North. The hometown competition was vigorous indeed and the cheering most earnest. The bleachers full to the ceiling. Oh, those were the exciting days of my adolescence.
And then in my adulthood came the Festival of Trees, that brilliant and beautifully lit holiday display of trees, wreaths, stockings, and baskets. A stunning display of local talent for all to enjoy. A good- cause fundraiser. My young granddaughters loved the event and so did I. I entered projects most years and have a passel of ribbons for my efforts. But it, too, had its run and now only memories linger.
Armory memories to treasure. But everything in this world knows an end. So I salute the impressive history of this big gathering place in our waterfont area, scene of so many grand occasions. And warm wishes to the future development that will take its place. May it, too, be a positive addition to our community. And a memory maker.