Making glass was “in his blood”. Those words described my dad, Rudy Wencek, as working with glass intrigued him. That passion is the basis for my Father’s Day tribute to Dad and Variety Glass in Cambridge, Ohio. Dreams do come true.
Dad working at Variety Glass
At the age of twelve, Rudy quit school and went to work as a “carrying-in boy” at Cambridge Glass Company. As the years passed, Rudy performed a variety of jobs there from pressing to the skilled art of blowing delicate pieces. The only thing he knew well centered around making glass, while his wife, Kate, raised chickens on the farm.
Rudy never even considered doing anything else until the day in 1959 when the Cambridge Glass plant closed – this time for good. What would he do now?
As luck would have it, Rudy was good friends with Tom Mosser, another glassmaker whose family had a hand in operating Cambridge Glass. Rudy and Tom purchased some of the original Cambridge Glass molds for use in producing laboratory and pharmaceutical glass for doctors and science labs, plus a variety of other items.
Where should they start the business? How about in Kate’s chicken house near Indian Camp. While Kate didn’t mind giving up her chicken house, two things worried her.
First, the large propane tank needed to fire the furnace could explode. Second, taking out a loan frightened her as she watched every penny. But Rudy told her, “It takes money to make money.” Therefore, late in 1959, Variety Glass got its start – in our former chicken house.
Dad in front of future Variety Glass
Rudy and Tom worked long hours on their new business. Tom enjoyed making business connections to purchase supplies and generate sales. Rudy got to follow his love of being in charge of making the glass products, always working closely with the other employees, nearly all being former Cambridge Glass craftsmen.
Officers of Variety Glass were: Mary Martha Mitchell, president; Tom Mosser, vice-president, and Rudy Wencek, treasurer
The following year, a late night explosion caused a fire that stopped their dream. But Rudy and Tom were not giving up. They contacted former Cambridge Glass president, Mary Martha Mitchell, asking for her leadership expertise. Between the three partners, they discovered the empty street car barn on Second Street and began refurbishing it to meet their needs.
With the added room for growth, items were added to their production list with glass products being sent worldwide. Surprising though it may seem, some of their laboratory glass was used by NASA and the Atomic Research Center in Los Alamos.
But fate seemed to delay the three of them again, as once more fire caused extensive damage to Variety Glass in 1966. Mary Martha Mitchell kept the company going from her kitchen table office by notifying customers of the circumstances and encouraging them to wait until production started once again.
Today Variety Glass is still in operation on Second Street although none of the three originators are around to oversee its production.
Variety Glass in old trolley barn
Due to health problems, Rudy found it necessary to retire from Variety Glass in 1966, but he never lost his passion for making glass. He told his grandsons how proud it made him feel to see sand and a few special ingredients turn into beautiful glass objects, thus Rudy’s long-ago CB handle of “Sandman”. The sparkle in his eyes when he talked about making glass reflected his passion.
Dad’s cheerful, caring attitude provided a life-long example to follow. He was the best dad imaginable!
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Comments on: "Variety – The Spice of Dad’s Life" (8)
A wonderful tribute for father on this – HIS day!
I was certainly lucky to have such a wonderful dad. Thanks for stopping by again.
Very interesting to read of your father, and his life long devotion to he profession. Thank you.
It seems to me that life has more meaning when you have a deep passion, such as my father had. Thanks for reading my passion, which is writing about people and places I meet along life’s path.
I agree with you, Bev. Life is much more meaningful and rewarding when we have passion.
Love to hear about this type of story. Not enough of them happening today.
It is so important to love whatever you are doing. That always makes for a more enriched life. Dad is proof that intense desire is sometimes more important than an elaborate education.
In my book, more important than formal education. Too many jobs list college as a must, just to narrow down the possible applicants and too many people use a lack of college as an excuse for failure. I didn’t get my degree till I was in my mid-fifties, but had 3 decades of success before that.