Captain John Lobban
founded his business in this building with his two sons,
Floyd and John under the name of the Lobban Brothers, a
furniture store and undertaking establishment. (This
was an interesting combination of businesses to say the
least.) In 1912 Floyd purchased the interest of the
others and operated it until his death in 1937. After
his death, his wife continued to operate the business
with her sons, Floyd G., Robert B., and Charles L.
Lobban.
In 1942, Floyd G. purchased the interest of his brother
Charles L. and Charles established Lobban's Funeral Home
on South Monroe Street where it operates today. Floyd G.
continued as owner and manager until his son, Charles M.
became the manager in 1957, becoming the fourth
generation that managed the business.
It was decided to
remodel the old building and the Housby Brothers were
hired for the job, which began September 18, 1958.
Occupying two floors and covering more than 8000 square
feet the store had departments for furniture, household
appliances and accessories. (The second floor containing
the town hall and movie house, were long gone and was
now being used for storage for the furniture store)
There were also departments for a display of linoleum
and used appliances, along with space for the office and
bookkeeping.
The second floor was
also remodeled by removing a partition making one large
room. This room held one of the largest toy displays in
Greenbrier County at Christmas time. Before the
remodeling a large model electric train used to be
displayed in the window of the first floor which was
always a favorite of the kids. The toy section was
behind the model train display, on the right side of the
building. Grand opening was held on November 21st and
22nd of November 1958.
Years later The F. G.
Lobban Company was heavily damaged by fire and the
building had to be torn down. Four generations of one
family who carried on a business for a century should
have had a better ending, but it seems to be the way of
most businesses in small towns when they get old and the
world gets to sophisticated and passes them by. |