|NARRATOR: "On this ground stood the Sherwood water tower. It was five stories tall!"|
WOIDA: "Aw, it's just another church steeple. That's all it is! The Steeple of Sherwood!"
|"An interesting sidelight upon the building of the water tower is the story of John Woida, a saloon keeper. The tower was built with license money from the saloons in town and Woida, feeling that he had in a great measure, personally paid for the improvement, said boastfully; "I built the steeple on the town, I want to climb up and have a look at it." Now Woida was a corpulent individual and the tower was tall and not easy to climb, so some of the men bet old John that he couldn't climb it. But climb it he did, one evening after supper. He got up all right and looked around, but when he attempted the descent his nerve failed him and he pleaded for help. Four of the interested spectators: J.E. Young, Jim Anderson, Ora Johnson, and George Reisner went up to help him. They tied a rope around his rotund stomach and let him down the outside, kicking and sprawling like a big spider on the end of a cobweb. His cries were heard all over town and everyone came out to see the sport. A good time was had by all except, perhaps, John Woida." --History of Sherwood by Ronald Sherk, 1936.|