Autumn has arrived. That used to signal pot luck meals, family gathering, parties, and holiday get togethers. Who knows what it will bring this year. If you find that your holiday tummy is just not up to some of the spicy offerings, try this basic one skillet dish. Read about LGBT history of Mansfield OH in 1962.
This variation of an old classic will hug you with warm memories. Chicken, noodles, eggs and a white sauce.
Ingredients:
4 boneless/skinless chicken thighs
1 shallot chopped
3 Tbs flour
1/3 cup butter
4 hard cooked eggs.
1 can evaporated milk
1 tsp mustard
1 Tbs fresh thyme leaves
¼ to ½ cup of egg noodles
Directions:
Hard cook the eggs with your favorite method. Peel and remove 2 of the yolks for garnish. Cover and set aside.
Chop up the shallot and scrape off the fresh thyme leaves.
In a large frying pan add 2 tablespoons of butter on medium heat. Add the shallots and the chicken thighs. Brown on each side – about 4 minutes, remove to plate and cut up into bite sized pieces.
Add the flour to the shallots and chicken drippings, mix well. When the flour starts getting yellow (~ 1 minute), add the can of evaporated milk, mustard and thyme leaves. Stir well and let the sauce thickens, for ~ 5 minutes. Add salt and pepper to taste.
Return the chicken pieces to the skillet and add the uncooked noodles, stir well.
Cover and cook 10 – 12 mins. Till noodles are done, meat reaches 160, and sauce is the thickness you want.
Chop up the cooked eggs and stir in to the mixture.
Press the reserved 2 egg yolks through a mesh strainer. Use this to garnish as the guest dishes their portion out.
While that is cooking it is a good time to fix some green vegetable as a side dish.
This pairs well with a green vegetable like broccoli. Serve with a bread if you wish but not necessary because of the pasta.
Optional chopped green pepper if you wish to liven up the platter.
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1962 Mansfield Ohio
It is going on 60 years since it happened, but still people lower their voice when they mention it like it might be a wound still too tender to touch … even with a 10-foot pole.
The men who were there at the time — the ones who were interviewed 30 years ago — acted exactly the same way: they spoke of the event only in a hushed voice, or refused to speak of it at all. If there was one common term they all used to describe August of 1962 it was “witch-hunt.”
That year a horrific bloody headline smacked the front page about an unbelievably brutal and senseless murder. Two little girls were killed in very weird circumstances in a public place. When a young man was captured for the crime everyone had to wonder why he would be so deranged. It seemed kind of reassuring to find out that the boy was mentally unstable — it seemed to account for the unaccountable.
However unrelated, the police wanted more and they focused on a well-known and very public landmark downtown. It was suddenly revealed that unspeakable things were going on in the heart of town!
The public found out on Aug. 22, 1962 and that was the day it became very dangerous in Mansfield to be gay. Police had set up a secret camera in the underground restroom to film the carnal intimacies of gay men’s covert rendezvous.
For three months they were able to assemble data, images, names and addresses, with no one suspecting what they were doing until the day they pulled the plug on the underground activity, and started going out to make arrests.
Ohio operated at that time under what was called a Deviant Law from 1939 that made deviating from conventional marriage a felony crime with a mandatory sentence of one year in prison. Mansfield PD had dozens of names, they made 79 arrests and asked folks to rat out their queer neighbors. During the ensuing months there were 39 trials and — convicted by home movies — the gay felons were sent off to Lima State Institution for the Insane to be evaluated for their level of deviancy.
All of them were convicted of sodomy. They were publicly humiliated and found themselves ensnared by the state’s Ascherman Act, which ordered all felons deemed a danger to society to be institutionalized for a potentially indefinite period; all were required to serve the minimum sentence, even those judged by medical professionals to be “cured” prior to that time. The treatment involved a number of now-discredited methods, including electroshock and various other aversion therapy techniques, and drugs with known severe side effects.
After their release few recovered from the trauma and many were ostracized from families and friends, Some committed suicide.
All totaled, local men spent 68 years in prison for their crimes against humanity.
That’s exactly how it happened in Mansfield. The scapegoats in 1962 were gay men.
There were gay people living in this city forever — in every generation of the city’s history. Mansfielders have always had gay neighbors who were more or less obvious, more or less known or wanting to be recognized as such. Certain professions in the business of conducting a city have always been typically and sterotypically staffed by gay people, and it wasn’t ever really a problem.
Of course in every generation you have the haters and bigots and judgmental folks who insist that everyone be just like them. But as far as oppressing the gay community goes it was not as big a deal as, say, Italians and Poles in the 1890s, or African-Americans in the 1910s, or even Irish in the 1860s. Gays were just another cultural minority that were part of the melting pot.
The Chief of Police was quoted in the paper as saying, “This is to be a continuous investigation to assure that this type of subject is not permitted to run at large in the City of Mansfield. These men are from all walks of life, not just one class of society. Any sex deviate may be a potential killer.”
Mansfield was not the only place this was going on — not by far. These years of the early '60s were famous for “sex-crime panic” cases all over the country in mid-sized cities like ours. We were just part of the greater societal wave.
Typical of Mansfield, however, was the fact that the city not only filmed the crimes, they published rules and guidelines and provided technical know-how assisting every other city in America to obtain convictions in the same way.
A Mansfield-based film company put out an award-winning documentary for law enforcement agencies detailing exactly how the Mansfield Underground Restroom Scandal could be duplicated in every other precinct in America.
For years afterward the famous restroom bust was a cause for blackmail in Mansfield — at least socially — and men interviewed still turned pale at the thought of it 30 years later, or refused to talk at all.
After the arrests, the restroom below Mansfield’s Central Park was closed to the public and in a gesture more superstitious than practical, it was filled in with dirt and covered up.
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