The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-05-03
Rx THE OUT EASTER

When Stephen F. Mitchell died the other day, we were reminded of old time drum corps of Water bury, because Steve was once prominent with the old Sacred Heart outfit with which organiza- ton he marched and played in numerous parades held in the days when the city was seldom with out this so-called street music, day and night. Drum corps never ap- pealed to us; we could never see any music in them. But they were cheaper to hire than brass bands, and this of course, reduced the cost of the parading organization. Probably the best of the many in the city was the one known as Hellman's Drum Corps. They had snappy uniforms, and played good marching music. They were an older corps than some of the others, except, of course, the Mat tatucks. In the old days whenever a dance or ball was to be adver- tised, one of the numerous drum corps was engaged to parade the central streets during the early night season. The Sacred Hearts were among the number, and Steve jiggled away at his favorite fife, just like the others did with their various musical instruments.
 Ice Skater
 But Steve Mitchell's promi- hence was more on the ice skating rink or pond than with the drum corps. For forty years or so or since he was 8 boy, he seldom missed an opportunity to cut up "didoes" on his skates. And my, but how he could skate. Fancy turns were as natural to him, as walking along the street. Quite often on the old John Dee pond, during the days when Sam Pepin was its manager, Steve was often seen at his best, and also after skating had been established by the park Dept. in Proprietors' Common, so-called. Few there were who could compete with him. Graceful and gracious, he glided over the ice calmly and carefully, and never attempted 8 figure he did not perform without ever making 8 misstep or losing his balance. The plaudits of those looking on were general, and given with a full realization of the .ex- ceptional endeavors and cleverness of the skater.
 Steve Mitchell was not an orig inal Out Easter. Our impression is emigrated from The Hill, the old Abrigador. But that was in his very young days, for the greater part of his life was spent out here among old time families, of which the 'Mitchells were one, living for a long time in the Martin Mitchell premises just east of the old Brass City volunteer fire station.
 Factory Worker
 Just like so many of us out here, Steve was factory worker. He went into the shop. young, as we all did, and stuck to his post there, as we all did, none of us advancing to any great extent, because the factory worker of our day wasn't apt to get anywhere except the same old job at the buff wheel or at the pickle tub. That is just where we are this day, with no prospect of getting any higher.
 Steve Mitchell was a loyal mem- Der of Waterbury Aerie of Eagles. He was interested in the organ- ization for years, held various frat ernal posts, and performed his duties apparently to the satisfac- ton and pleasure of all of the members. That's the reason he was SO popular with the rank and file of the organization. The Eagles liked him for the good he was to the association.
 stylish Dresser
 During the past few years, his health seemed to fail him. and his general appearance denoted some-