The 3rd periodic 340 Club Reunion has been postponed indefinitely

Before there was an Animal House there was a 340 Club; before there was a Dean Wormer there was a Harold "the fuck" Martin; before there was John Blutarsky or a Daniel Simpson Day there was Tim Lutter, Sil Simpson, Dan Joyce, Tim Getzloff, Dick Lichty, Jim Shay, Phil Zangari, Chris Joyce, Dave Petkosh, Mitch Herr, Kenny Giltner, Dean Staherski, Randy Brown, John Emswiler, Sue Krimmell Emswiler and myself; before there were any Delta Tau Chi pledge pins, there were 340 Club cards; before Otis Day & the Knights, the 340 Jukebox; before there were Delta Brothers there were the usual gang of idiots that congregated at 328, 340 (twice) and 338 West King Street in Lancaster, Pennsylvania for a decade beginning in August 1974. This blog is dedicated to those idiots and those times. God bless Kenny, Mitch and Chris; may they rest in peace.

















virtual 340 Club members

Monday, January 28, 2008

Curator's Corner

Okay, here we go … I’ll name a piano style and you name a pianist. Ready?

Honky Tonk > Antoine “Fats” Domino, Bill Doggett
Blues > Memphis Slim, Dr. John, Ray Charles
Boogie Woogie > Jerry Lee Lewis or Jelly Roll Morton or Little Richard Penniman
Classical > perhaps Van Cluburn or Sergei Rachmaninoff or Eduardo DelGado
Rock > Keith Emerson, Ian Stewart or John Evan
Pop > maybe Liberace or John Tesh or Jon Schmidt.

HEAVYFOOT >>> There is only one, the immortal, the spectacular, the whit of the Wheatland, the gab from Groff’s, the only – LENNY LANE.

Lenny Lane was a piano man who I believe I first met at Fanny Lermer’s Bar on Cabbage Hill. Later he was a mainstay at Al Trimble’s Wheatland Inn before returning to the hill at Groff’s Café. Tonight’s artifact is a sign – autographed in 1979 by the immortal maestro himself – which Al gave me.



It was in the summer of 1976 when Lenny Lane launched his campaign to be President of the United States. We will have more on Lenny in a few posts.

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