Sunday, May 29, 2011

The Crystal Swim Club

                                        These homes sit on the site of the old Crystal Swimming Pool


I am remembering a time when I counted down the days until the end of the school year...when I would have what seemed like a life-time away from chalk boards, hardwood floors and school bells.

Three whole months of sleeping in and spending most of my time outside instead of cooped up in some hot classroom feeling like some teacher was out to get me every day. It did seem that way to me during my early school years and at times I think I believed that every teacher I ever had chose to become one just to screw with me.

Being expected to learn new things every day didn't make a lot of sense to me then and because I found it all very difficult to understand I was sure of it. So every year in late May I could almost smell the chlorine wafting from the waters that would soon fill two giant swimming pools at the Crystal Swimming Pool. 

 In the early 1960s it was customary for kids like me to save money year round for the opportunity to purchase a season membership to the Crystal, a pool in South Columbus located on the corner of Champion Avenue and Markison Avenue. I remember saving change in a jar and occasionally dumping it across my bed and counting it and the euphoria I felt knowing that when the tickets went on sale I would have enough to buy one. That was probably the first lesson my parents taught me in working and saving for what was important.

If I remember  correctly the season "ticket" cost around ten dollars and a member could take along a pal who was a non member who would be allowed in for fifty cents provided that pal was a white person.   (I'll get to that in a moment.)

And even though the facility has long been gone I can still recall vividly the lay of the land within its fenced off boundaries. Upon arrival following a two mile walk from our home a member would enter on the Champion Avenue side of it and show their ticket to an employee who sat at a window just inside the main entrance. Then proceeding directly to a changing room where street clothing would be placed in metal baskets and handed to a guy at a counter who would give you a coin shaped object with a number on it to track your property for retrieval at the end of the day.

After changing into swimming trunks and exiting that room you saw what we called the big pool with depths ranging from around three feet at the shallow end to nine at the deep end where there were two diving boards. One just a few feet above the water and a second high dive for bolder swimmers.

Next to that was a smaller pool that we called the new pool and was one that was only five feet deep and usually used more by older members. Near the larger pool was a snack bar that sold potato chips, sodas and candy products and beside it was a small basketball court and a slab of concrete with one wall where some played handball. And scattered around the grassy areas were several multi-colored triangular wooden objects we called dog houses.

They were perfect for sun bathers to sit on a towel on the ground with their backs against it and they served as mini retreats, like camp-sites anytime the life guards would blow the whistles to signal rest periods, usually lasting ten minutes when all swimmers were required to get out of the larger pool. Adults were allowed to remain in the smaller pool during rest periods and I remember thinking during those times as I did often that I wished I were older.

It was a time in life when the idea of ever becoming an adult and having that and other privileges seemed hundreds of years in the future. A time when being a kid was something many of us thought would never end. A time when us boys were surrounded by barely clothed females young and old who probably looked great in their bathing suits but when some of us younger ones only noticed their tan lines if a strap or a string wasn't tight.

Those of us who remember swimming at the Crystal also remember that it was a private club that operated before there were laws forbidding discrimination based on a person's race. It was a cooling spot for white people only.

However, following the civil rights movement of the mid 1960s it became illegal for businesses and private clubs to exclude people because of their race and instead of changing with the times and permitting non-whites entry into the Crystal Swim Club the owners elected to shut it down. The pools were filled with ashes and discarded debris trucked in from nearby Buckeye Steel Castings Company... like filling them with the cremated remains of a disappearing era. 

For a number of years the location was operated by another organization as a private club but one without any sign of what it had been. The earth where those pools once were showed signs of discoloration from what was beneath it and the outlines of where they were was visible for several years but if one didn't know the history of the spot they probably wouldn't have known what it was. 

The old chain link fence with barbed wire topping it that kept people out still stood rusting and crumbling and the concrete slabs where people used to play basketball and handball were still there, cracked and deteriorating with weeds taking over them.

 But in recent years they too have disappeared and today there is no sign that any of it was ever there.

The deep end of the bigger pool where those diving boards were is now some one's backyard and the spot where the main entrance was is now some one's front door. On a recent visit there I could not help but see the irony... those homes are occupied by persons of color.  Living in and probably owning the land where they were once forbidden to visit.

For a better look go back and click on the picture to enlarge it. The taller home in the center of the picture stands where the entrance to the Crystal Swim Club was. Everything shown here sits on top of what was a great deal of my childhood from about 1961 until 1965.

18 comments:

  1. My family went there for many years. Spent many summer days there. Remember playing handball on a court in the corner near where they put in basketball courts. There was an ice cream place north up the street where we would often stop. I remember the mint chocolate chip and the whitehouse cherry.

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  2. I do remember all of that Mark. I believe everyone went to that ice cream shop, what I remember most about it is they had more flavors than most shops and it was where I was introduced to coffee flavored ice cream and other flavors I had never heard of before. Thanks for sharing!

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  3. Thank you, Mr. Minerd 4 the memory. I recall climbing into the wooden "dog houses" pretending I was living in a pup tent. Those wooden structures were heavy to drag around the grassy area. I remember there being two sizes 4 the "dog houses". A single and a double 4 lovers. I quickly grew and was not able to skinny into the cavity of the "dog houses".
    Another memory I have is moving swifty from my mother's car in the parking lot to the entrance. The blacktop was hot, hot, hot!
    I learned to swim at Crystal pool. My mother taught swimg lessons. My siblings and I were dragged to our sessions plus extras for additional students. I received all the WBNS sposered patches ranging from the turtle to the whale. I still own them 40 yrs later.

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  4. Question-Can anyone tell me when the Crystal was built, closed, and finally demolished? Did it sit vacant, not in use for a period of time? Thanks C.

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  5. What cost $10 in 1965 would cost $68.36 in 2010.

    Also, if you were to buy exactly the same products in 2010 and 1965, they would cost you $10 and $1.46 respectively.

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  6. Hey Rick, thank you so much for this post... my post today is about my late friend Terri, and we were right there with you. :) I think our last year there was 1968. I couldn't remember the location of the pool, and drove around, re-circling the neighborhood repeatedly a few years ago, confused. NO WONDER I couldn't find it. I had no idea it was totally gone.

    Thanks again!

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  7. This post was recently forwarded to me in Florida. From about 1962 until 1966 I was senior lifeguard and subsequently Manager of Crystal Pool. During this time I went to Ohio State and was born and raised on Markison avenue - I spent much of my childhood within the fenced boundaries of the pool. The owners shut the facility down in 1968 after memberships slowed to about half what they were in previous years.. By that time the neiborhood had few young kids. The homes were aging along with the inhabitants.

    Crystal holds many memories for people from the south end of Columbus. I still see people even in Florida that remember those days.

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  8. This is an awesome swimming club,They also have wonderful wooden diving boards

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    1. I also learned to swim there. My mother taught me in the new pool. I remember holding onto the lip of the pool and kicking my legs as fast as I could. I got my first pass when I was 5. They let me have it because I was turning 6 on June 25th. I had no clue it was white only,I just new it was where I road my bike every day to swim. Remember the frozen zeros and the pretzels with mustard. I also remember the cars parked at the fence at the back of the grass watching all the swimmers We moved at the end of my 6th grade at Deshler elementary in 1963. That swim club was a huge part of my childhood. We all seem to remember it the same way.

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  9. Thanks so much for this post! I was trying to find the pool on Google Earth and I was totally lost. Crystal was the center of our summers. We would go nearly every day from opening to closing. Part of the excitement was being there without a parent! I may be remembering incorrectly, but I think my sister and many of her friends would sometimes be there with their hair in curlers if they had a date that night. It was a bit of a status symbol! Frozen Zero bars, those interminable rest periods, and swim lessons. I don’t think I ever got the nerve to jump off that high dive. Thanks for bringing back some of the most pleasant memories of my childhood!

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  10. I attended Smith Rd Elem school,lived on Champion Ave & at the Crystal Pool everyday of every summer from 1949-1959. Great memories.

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  11. I remember going to Deshler Elementary in he 60's and listening to my white friends talking to each other about getting their pool pass at the end of the school year. Note, they talked to each other, not to me. I don't know how I learned that this was not an option for me because I was black but, when I learned it left me feeling hurt. I made it through Roosevelt Jr. High & South High School and endured many unfair racial instances that I'm sure my white friends had no clue of. Something to think about.

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    2. Thank you for sharing your memories. I am reflecting on the civil rights movement today and came upon this page after googling Columbus Ohio, Civil Rights. I'm glad your voice is here! Not all history is full of good memories, but it's history that we should learn from. It gives me pause to think and the opportunity to say I'm sorry things were this way for you and so many others. I have cautious hope that things will get better.

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  13. I lived about a mile from Crystal in the 60s and early 1970s. Last time I was there was August, 1973. I remember it well because that was my last day in Columbus... we moved the very next day. I have no idea when it was closed down as we left the neighborhood, but a previous poster commented it closed down in 1968. It may have closed in 1968 and may have been transferred to new owners. But in August 1973 it was back in full swing, and I'm happy to say there were black people there.

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  14. Ya ya ya go by and look at the neighborhood and tell me civil rights was a good thing. Its sad people feel some need to say sorry even though the proof is looking at the neighborhood now. Its just sad.

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  15. Btw i grew up on sheldon and was a member. Now i hate to even go through that neighborhood. Its depressing to remember what it was and what it has become.

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