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Since the fall of  2004 Davey1 has featured the most complete collection of Ohio Boys High School Basketball Schedules and results that can be found in one place anywhere on the internet.  We have gathered all of the schedules from the schools in the OHSAA Northwest District.  Nowhere else will you find the amount of information that we present here.



Read about our website in this Lima News article, published on February 17, 2005.




First Page Archive

Here's where you'll find some of the older content from the Davey1 website.  Some of this stuff is too good to delete completely, so we've created this archive for you to refer to, if you wish.

Frights, Common Sense, Life's Transitions, Kansas City Letter, Catholic Elementary School Test, Two Boys Walking to School, Who Was the First Person..., Interesting Perspective; Pet Peeves from the Dog's Perspective; Great Truths; Dog Nativity; Jesus's Father; A Christmas Story; Thanksgiving Letter to Bertha.

On June 1-2, 2007 the Elmwood High School Baseball Team from Wood County made their first ever appearance in the OHSAA State Baseball Tournament.  On Friday, June 1 the Royals defeated Youngstown Ursuline 3-2, and advanced to the final game vs. Heath.  On Saturday, June 2 the Royals were defeated by Heath 6-3.  Elmwood finished the year Second Place in the state in Division 3.  A truly great accomplishment.  In honor of this achievement, here are a few photos of the 2007 Royals at the state tournament.

OHSAA Commissioner Dan Ross presenting the State Runner-Up Trophy to the Elmwood Royals baseball team. June 2, 2007.
(All photos by Davey1)

Youngstown Ursuline bats vs. Elmwood in the Semi-Final game on June 1, 2007. Nathanial Fitch catching for Elmwood.

Ryan Rothenbuhler pitches vs. Youngtown Ursuline in the Semi-Final game on June 1, 2007.

Ben Hammer bats on June 2nd against Heath. Final game.


Ryan Rothenbuhler playing 3rd base, with Adam Sheline pitching. Final game vs. Heath. June 2, 2007.

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Many of the regular readers of this website are familiar with the contributions of writer Lynn Wineland that have appeared here previously.  Here's his latest article for your enjoyment.  You'll see more of his writing at the bottom of this page.

In 1969, Johnny Cash recorded that famous song, "A Boy Named Sue".  We've all heard it and laughed through it.  Well, I'm a guy, named Lynn; and it's been an interesting experience so far.

My Dad went to school with a boy named Lynn, from Van Buren, Ohio, back in the 1930's.  I guess Lynn was more of a guy's name back them.  In 1961, when I came into the world, Dad wanted his boy to be named Lynn, because he liked the name.  But by this point, Lynn was pretty much a girls name.  Needless to say, it's a small cross I've had to bear over the years.  But, for a fella, I'm a bit more in touch with my feminine side than a lot of guys.  I guess that's a good thing! 

Of course, I took my share of ribbing when I was a kid in school because of my name.  But there are times it could have worked to my advantage.  My first year in college, I was assigned to a girls dorm.  I thought this was too good to be true.  I later found out it was, when they discovered I was a fella.

When I was living at home, I signed up with a temporary employment agency, and Mom took a phone message that they needed me to work.  When I returned their call, the person on the other end stumbled around a bit, and said they needed girls to model clothing; and they were sorry that I didn't fit the bill.  In today's world, could I have reported them for gender discrimination?

I occasionally receive advertisements in the mail for sewing machines, women's clothing, and other household things.  I cannot tell you how many times I have received mail to Miss, Mrs., or Ms. Lynn Wineland.  That really offends me!.  I just pass it onto my wife since she's Mrs. Lynn Wineland.

After I got married and saw our name in the phone directory; it was "Betty and Lynn Wineland".  That's who we are!  But, I've often wondered how many people reading that, think we're a lesbian couple.

I guess my name fit's the bill somewhat, because my wife is a Minister; which makes me to be the "Preachers Wife".  It's a role reversal that has worked out well for us.  I'm proud as a pumpkin to be the minister's husband, and have caught very little flack over it.  But, many is the time I'm introduced by parishioners, to strangers as, "This is Lynn Wineland; The Preachers Wife."  It confuses them because I'm a guy with a girls name, stereotypically in a woman's role.  Of course, as you know, you'll find numerous guys out there these days whose wife is the pastor of mostly mainline churches.

Another role reversal situation that took place since my wife was working fulltime when she was pregnant; is that I became Mr. Mom, or "Mah-dy" to our little girl after she was born; up until school age.  Being Mr. Mom was something I will always cherish, and have never regretted.  I loved being Mr. Mom.  The only time it bothered me, was when there was a particularly horrific diaper encounter.  That's when I handed the kid over to her Mother.  Besides that, such was usually a two person procedure, anyway.

To close out, I can't forget to tell you that this man, named Lynn, because of a peculiar health situation some time ago, has had to endure a Mammogram.  Everything was fine, and I was found to be healthy.  But, ladies; I've been through it too.  And you're right, it a strange experience.  I'd go so far as to say, it is one of the top five strangest things, I've ever undergone.

Just a word before I close.  Do me, and your future children a favor by not giving them names that would normally be given to the opposite sex.   Take Johnny Cash's, and my advice from the last line of his song. "And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him Bill or George! Anything but (Lynn)!

Lynn Wineland lives in the beautiful village of Wayne, Ohio.   You can write him  at unclelester@woh.rr.comHe'd love to hear from you.


Here's a new item that is by Lynn Wineland, so Davey1 is sharing it with you.



We have this thing at home where we take pleasure in scaring each other.  If ya want to hear my daughter scream, let there be a spider, or silverfish in the room.  The same works for my wife, but sometimes she'll be in the laundry room, and if ya come up behind her and talk or yell, she'll jump, but not for joy.  I, myself, am easily startled when engrossed in work, reading or whatever.  It's also fun to stick something like a plastic spider, or some weird object in bed for the person to lay their head on, or discover as they pull down the covers.


I live beside a church, and am sometimes over making photocopies, or running errands, and people will come in the building not knowing another person is there.  It's usually common courtesy to make some kind of noise, or make mention that you're in there, so ya don't scare the bejeebers out of the other one.  There has been a time though, when I've walked in and scared someone, then had to greatly apologize for my mistake. 


If you're creative about it, you can find all kinds of interesting ways to frighten people.  Just do it so that you don't let yourself become the next victim.


A college buddy who I've lost contact with, told me a story of his youth when he was camping with his family.  It was one of those places where you had go up the hill to use the outhouse.  Apparently, there was a fella at the campground that had caused my friend some trouble, and payback was in the works.  On the lower back wall of the outhouse was a trap door where the sewer sucking fella would come and suck the sewer out.  One evening when the "bad guy" went in to use the facilities, my friend and one of his cronies were hiding behind the outhouse.  One opened the trap door, while the other shoved a big rock down into the pit.  Woooooosh!  Everything, wet toilet paper, and all the goo shot up out of the toilet seat, and the screaming victim, plastered with goo, went running out of the outhouse, and back down the hill with his pants half down.


This time of the year, people will pay money to have themselves scared silly, with the haunted houses and all.  But during the rest of the year, save them a few dollars and just scare them yourself.  And if they get mad at you, remind them that you're doing this out of the goodness of your heart.  Tell them it's an early Halloween present.  They might even thank you.


Common Sense

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Mr. Common Sense. Mr. Sense had been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such value lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm and that life isn't always fair. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not kids, are in charge).

His health began to rapidly deteriorate when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. - Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Mr. Sense declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer aspirin to a student; but, could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Finally, Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense finally gave up the ghost after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot, she spilled a bit in her lap, and was awarded a huge financial settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust, his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He is survived by two stepbrothers; My Rights and Ima Whiner. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.

If you still remember him, pass this on; if not, join the majority and do nothing.

Life's Transitions 

Life is full of transitions: ups and downs; beginnings and endings; gains and losses. Whenever we grow, we create an opening for something new in our lives. An opening that requires us to let go of something else in order to make the emotional as well the physical space for change.

Think about the transitions in your life. Some could be recent or several years ago. Moving to a new home, starting a new job, entering a new relationship? Each requires you to give up the familiarity, safety and comfort of something known for something that may be unknown, unfamiliar and uncomfortable. Is it any wonder that so many of us remain stuck in our lives, resistant and unwilling to change? Even when change could lead us to something that is productive and good?

When it comes to change, how often do we struggle and fight to keep things the same? We hang on to people, places and positions that no longer work for us because we can only see what we are losing instead of what we will be gaining.

The beauty in transition is getting to the other side, because that is where you really gain your life back. The journey along the way is how we learn more about our personal strengths and limitations. We also learn more about the people in our lives and what our life is capable of. It is at the end of the transition that you can truly see just how much more authentic and intentional you can be in your life. How strong and resilient you really are. How exciting your life can be when it is full of new possibilities instead of old limitations.

Still, transitions can be uncomfortable and unsettling. That is why, to help you navigate the often choppy waters of necessary losses, experts suggest the following:

Recognize that feelings of fear and anxiety are normal during transition.  Give yourself permission to grieve and experience feelings of loss.  Acknowledge there will be people in your life that cannot be a part of this transition. Accept the new people in your life who will help you with your transition. These people may be gone after your transition, and old colleagues and friends may reappear. Celebrate your courage! You are moving forward and are no longer stuck.  Practice extreme self-care. Transitions are stressful and take a toll on you physically, emotionally and spiritually. Embrace the change around you!



This letter is supposed to have been found in the streets of Kansas City in the 1800's.

Dear Son,

Your Pa has a good job now, the first in 47 years. We are a great deal better off than we were. Your Pa gets $14.95 every Thursday so we thought we would do a little fixing up. We sent to Montgumry Wards for one of dem new fangled things called a bathroom that you hear tell of in some houses. It is put in place by a man we call a plumber. In one side of the room is a big long thing like the hogs drink out of, only you get in and wash your body all over. On the other side of the room is a little white thing called a sink. This is fer washings like your hands and face. But over in the corner, Son, we've got somethin dere a little contraption that you put your one foot in and wash it and then you pull a little chain and get fresh water to wash the other foot in. Two lids came with the darn thing and we ain't had any use fer them, so I'm using one for a bread board and the other one has a big hole in it. Se we took it and framed Grandpa's picture with it. They are awful nice people to deal with. They sent us a big roll of writin paper with it.

Take keer of yerself, Son




Catholic Elementary School Test

Pay special attention to the wording and spelling. If you know the Bible, even a little, you'll find this hilarious! It comes from a Catholic Elementary school test. Kids were asked questions about the old and new testaments. The following statements about the Bible were written by children. They have not been retouched nor corrected. (i.e., incorrect spelling has been left in).

1. In the first book of the bible, Guinessis. God got tired of creating the world so he took the sabbath off.

2. Adam and Eve were created from an Apple tree. Noah's wife was called Joan of Ark. Noah built an ark and the animals came on in pears.

3. Lots wife was a pillar of salt during the day, but a ball of fire during the night.

4. The Jews were a proud people and throughout history they had trouble with unsympathetic Genitals.

5. Sampson was a strongman who let himself be led astray by a Jezebel like Delilah.

6. Samson slayed the Philistines with the axe of the Apostles.

7. Moses led the Jews to the Red sea where they made unleavened bread which is bread without any ingredients.

8. The Egyptians were all drowned in the dessert, Afterwards, Moses went up to Mount Cyanide to get the ten ammendments.

9. The first commandment was when Eve told Adam to eat the apple.

10. The seventh Commandment is thou shalt not admit adultery.

11. Moses died before he ever reached Canada . Then Joshua led the Hebrews in the battle of Geritol.

12. The greates miricle in the bible is when Joshua told his son to stand still and he obeyed him.

13. David was a Hebrew king who was skilled at playing the liar. He fought the Finkelsteins, a race of people who lived in bibical times.

14. Solomon, one of Davids sons, had 300 wives and 700 porcupines.

15. When Mary heard she was the mother of Jesus, she sang the Magna Carta.

16. When the three wise guys from the east side arrived, they found Jesus in the manager.

17. Jesus was born because Mary had an immaculate contraption.

18. St. John the blacksmith dumped water on his head.

19. Jesus enunciated the Golden Rule, which says to do unto others before they do one to you. He also explained, a man doth not live by sweat alone.

20. It was a miricle when Jesus rose from the dead and managed to get the tombstone off the entrance.

21. The people who followed the lord were called the 12 decibels.

22. The epistels were the wives of the apostals.

23. One of the oppossums was St. Matthew who was also a taximan

24. St. Paul cavorted to Christianity, he preached holy acrimony, which is another name for marraige.

25. Christians have only one spouse. This is called monotony.



         Timmy was a little five year old boy whose Mom loved him very much, and being a worrier, she was concerned about him walking to school when he started Kindergarten.  She walked him to school the first couple of days, and at the end of the week, he came home from school and told his mother that he did not want her walking him to school everyday.  He wanted to be like the "big boys" he protested loudly.


         So she had an idea of how to handle it.  She asked a neighbor, Mrs. Goodnest, if she would please follow him to school in the mornings,staying at a distance, so he probably wouldn't notice her.  Mrs. Goodnest said that since she was up early with her toddler anyway, it would be a good way for them to get some exercise as well, so she agreed.


         The next school day, Mrs. Goodnest and her little girl, Marcy, set out following behind Timmy as he walked to school with another neighbor boy he knew. She did this for the whole week.


         As the boys walked and chatted, kicking stones and twigs, Timmy's little friend noticed the same lady was following them as she seemed to do every day all week.  Finally he said to Timmy, "Have you noticed that lady following us to school all week? Do you know her?"


         Timmy nonchalantly replied, "Yeah, I know who she is."  The Friend said, "Well, who is she?"  "That's just Shirley Goodnest" Timmy replied, "and her daughter Marcy."


         "Shirley Goodnest? Who the heck is she and why is she following us?"


         "Well", Timmy explained, "every night my Mom makes me say the 23rd Psalm with my prayers, 'cuz she worries about me so much.  And in the psalm, it says 'Shirley Goodnest and Marcy shall follow me all the days of my life,' so I guess I'll just have to get used to it!"



Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, "I think I'll squeeze these dangly things here, and drink whatever comes out?"

Who was the first person to say "See that chicken there.... I'm gonna eat the next thing that comes outta it's butt."

Why do toasters always have a setting that burns the toast to a horrible crisp, which no decent human being would eat?

Why is there a light in the fridge and not in the freezer?

If Jimmy cracks corn and no one cares, why is there a song about him?

Can a hearse carrying a corpse drive in the carpool lane?

If the professor on Gilligan's Island can make a radio out of coconut, why can't he fix a hole in a boat?

Why does your OB-GYN leave the room when you get undressed if they are going to look up there anyway?

Why does Goofy stand erect while Pluto remains on all fours? They're both dogs!

What do you call male ballerinas?

Can blind people see their dreams? Do they dream??

If Wile E. Coyote had enough money to buy all that Acme crap, why didn't he just buy dinner?

If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?

If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, then what is baby oil made from?

If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons?

Is Disney World the only people trap operated by a mouse?

Do illiterate people get the full effect of Alphabet Soup?

Why do they call it an asteroid when it's outside the hemisphere, but call it a hemorrhoid when it's in your butt?

Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him on a car ride, he sticks his head out the window?



Interesting Perspective

A car company can move its factories to Mexico and claim it's a free market.

A toy company can outsource to a Chinese subcontractor and claim it's a free market.

A major bank can incorporate in Bermuda to avoid taxes and claim it's a free market.

We can buy HP Printers made in Mexico. We can buy shirts made in Bangladesh.

We can purchase almost anything we want from many different countries.

BUT, heaven help the elderly who dare to buy their prescription drugs from a
Canadian (or Mexican) pharmacy. That's called un-American!

And you think the pharmaceutical companies don't have a powerful lobby?  Think again!



1. Blaming your farts on me...not funny...not funny at all.

2. Yelling at me for barking...I AM A DOG!!

3. How you naively believe that the stupid cat isn't all over everything while you're gone. Have you noticed that your toothbrush tastes a little like cat spit?!!

4. Taking me for a walk, then not letting me check stuff out. EXACTLY whose walk is this anyway?

5. Any trick that involves balancing food on my nose..........stop it.

6. Yelling at me for rubbing my bum on your carpet. Why'd you buy the carpet?

7. Getting upset when I sniff the crotches of your guests. Sorry, but I haven't quite mastered that firm handshake thing yet.

8. How you act disgusted when I lick myself. Look, we both know the truth, you're just jealous.

9. Dog sweaters. Hello ????? Have you noticed the fur?

10. Any haircut that involves bows or ribbons. Now, you know why we chew your stuff up when you're not home.

11. When you stop to pick up the poop in the yard. Do you realize how far behind schedule that puts me?

12. Taking me to the vet for "the big snip," then acting surprised when I FREAK out every time we go back.

13. The sleight of hand, fake-fetch-throw. You fooled a dog! What a proud moment from the top of the food chain




1) No matter how hard you try, you can't baptize cats.
2) When your Mom is mad at your Dad, don't let her brush your hair.
3) If your sister hits you, don't hit her back. They always catch the second person.
4) Never ask your 3-year old brother to hold a tomato.
5) You can't trust dogs to watch your food.
6) Don't sneeze when someone is cutting your hair.
7) Never hold a Dust-Buster and a cat at the same time.
8) You can't hide a piece of broccoli in a glass of milk.
9) Don't wear polka-dot underwear under white shorts.
10) The best place to be when you're sad is Grandpa's lap.


1) Raising teenagers is like nailing Jell-O to a tree.
2) Wrinkles don't hurt.
3) Families are like fudge...mostly sweet, with a few nuts.
4) Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut that held its ground.
5) Laughing is good exercise. It's like jogging on the inside.
6) Middle age is when you choose your cereal for the fiber, not the toy.


1) Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional.
2) Forget the health food. I need all the preservatives I can get.
3) When you fall down, you wonder what else you can do while you're down there.
4) You're getting old when you get the same sensation from a rocking chair that you once got from a roller coaster.
5) It's frustrating when you know all the answers but nobody bothers to ask you the questions.
6) Time may be a great healer, but it's a lousy beautician.
7) Wisdom comes with age, but sometimes age comes alone.


1) You believe in Santa Claus.
2) You don't believe in Santa Claus.
3) You are Santa Claus.
4) You look like Santa Claus.


At age 4 success is . . not peeing in your pants.
At age 12 success is . . . having friends.
At age 16 success is . . .. having a drivers license.
At age 20 success is . . . going all the way.
At age 35 success is . . . having money.
At age 50 success is . . . having money.
At age 60 success is . . . going all the way.
At age 70 success is . . . having a drivers license.
At age 75 success is . . . having friends.
At age 80 success is . . . not peeing in your pants.

Pass this on to someone who could use a laugh.

Always remember to forget the troubles that pass your way BUT never forget to remember the blessings that come each day.


A lot of the things that will be appearing here will be items that I've received from my friends.  Here's a picture that I received a few days ago, and it's certainly appropriate to the season, so I thought I'd post it for the rest of you to enjoy.


A Sunday school teacher asked her class, "What was Jesus' mother's name?"
One child answered, "Mary."
The teacher then asked, "Who knows what Jesus' father's name was?"
A little kid said, "Verge." Confused, the teacher asked, "Where did you get that?" The kid said, "Well, you know they are always talking about Verge n' Mary.


A couple weeks ago I received an e-mail from a friend concerning how busy we get as Christmas approaches.  Just read below and think about the real meaning of Christmas.

This morning I heard a story on the radio of a woman who was out Christmas shopping with her two children. After many hours of looking at row after row of toys and everything else imaginable. And after hours of hearing both her children asking for everything they saw on those many shelves, she  finally made it to the elevator with her two kids.

She was feeling what so many of us feel during the holiday season time of the year. Overwhelming pressure to go to every party, every housewarming, taste all the holiday food and treats, getting that perfect gift for every single person on our shopping list, making sure we don't forget anyone on our card list, and the pressure of making sure we respond to everyone who sent us a card.
Finally the elevator doors opened and there was already a crowd in the car. She pushed her way into the car and dragged her two kids in with her and all the bags of stuff. When the doors closed she couldn't take it anymore and stated, "Whoever started this whole Christmas thing should be found, strung up and shot."
From the back of the car everyone heard a quiet calm voice respond, "Don't worry, we already crucified him." For the rest of the trip down the elevator it was so quiet you could have heard a pin drop.
 Don't forget this year to keep the One who started this whole Christmas thing in your every thought, deed, purchase, and word. If we all did it, just think of how different this whole world would be.


Last week was Thanksgiving.  It's especially a good time to remind ourselves of what we are thankful for and what we value.  Last week a friend of mine forwarded the following message to me, and I'd like to pass it on to you.  It seems appropriate at this time of the year.

"This was written by an 83-year-old woman to her friend.

Dear Bertha,

I'm reading more and dusting less. I'm sitting in the yard and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden.  I'm spending more time with my family and friends and less time working.

Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experiences to savor, not to endure. I'm trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them.

I'm not "saving" anything; we use our good china and crystal for every special event such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, or the first Amaryllis blossom.

I wear my good blazer to the market. My theory is if I look prosperous, I can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of groceries. I'm not saving my good perfume for special parties, but wearing it for clerks in the hardware store and tellers at the bank.

"Someday" and "one of these days" are losing their grip on my vocabulary. If it's worth seeing or hearing or doing, I want to see and hear and do it now.

I'm not sure what others would've done had they known they wouldn't be here for the tomorrow that we all take for granted. I think they would have called family members and a few close friends. They might have called a few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles.  I like to think they would have gone out for a Chinese dinner or for whatever their favorite food was. I'm guessing; I'll never know.

It's those little things left undone that would make me angry if I knew my hours were limited. Angry because I hadn't written certain letters that I intended to write one of these days.  Angry and sorry that I didn't tell my husband and parents often enough how much I truly love them.  I'm trying very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add laughter and luster to our lives. And every morning when I open my eyes, tell myself that it is special. Every day, every minute, every breath truly is a gift from God."


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