Archives de l’Aigle, March 9, 1929: “Mayor” Creamer will miss Monday’s Peruvian town meeting | Story


PERU — The day of the town meeting here on Monday will be a stark contrast to the days when “mayor” Frank G. Creamer, now of Pittsfield, was at the helm. Due to health problems, the “mayor” was forced to gradually let go of the Peruvian political apparatus and on Monday he resigned from his last post, that of assessor, the only one he had held in the past year. Ms Creamer plans to return to vote on Monday. It is doubtful that the “mayor” will make the trip.

No doubt the rafters of the old town hall will ring eloquently and there may be conflicts of opinion, but the colorful figure of the mayor will no longer dominate and with his passing Peru will lose one of the most milestones in the history of the small town of Berkshire. . The “mayor” is always good for reporting on any situation regarding Peru. Over the past quarter century, he has helped put his town on the front page of newspapers more times than any other New England town can possibly boast.

The retirement of the “mayor” came because of poor health. For the past two years, Mr. and Mrs. Creamer have taken up residence at 1630 North St., Pittsfield, and gradually Mr. Creamer has regained his strength. But his health will not allow him to engage in the tough fights that have characterized Peruvian politics for 25 years.

Mr. Creamer was pretty much the absolute dictator of the city for over 30 years. He held 13 positions from which he received a total of $65 in salaries during that time. He was moderator of municipal assemblies, town clerk, tax collector, treasurer, selector, assessor, superintendent of roads, keeper of the pound, inspector of fences, constable, tree guard, fire warden, scaler of wood and of structural timber. Mr. Creamer was postmaster for many years until he was succeeded by Mrs. Creamer and she also served as a library trustee and a member of the school committee.

For 40 years Mr. Creamer owned the country store on the Pinnacle. He never paid a dime for hiring a clerk, because in his absence Mrs. Creamer or her two daughters, Frances, now a student at Pittsfield High School, or Hazel, now a teacher at the high school in Hartford, Conn., waiting for customers. There are country stores and country stores, but there has never been one quite like Mr. Creamer’s.

The place of business was more like a curio shop. It was Mr. Creamer’s proud statement on many occasions, that his store contained everything a customer could desire. Everything from pins and needles to a mahogany pulpit could be purchased there.

This story within a story is selected from the archives by Jeannie Maschino, The Berkshire Eagle.


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