Frankie Yankovic - Square in Frankie's Hometown Named in His Honor

Square in Frankie's Hometown Named in His Honor

The Square at the intersection of Waterloo Rd. and East 152nd St. in Cleveland 41°34′08″N 81°34′31″W / 41.569°N 81.5752°W / 41.569; -81.5752, not far from where Frankie grew up, was named in honor of Frankie Yankovic in a dedication ceremony on August 21, 2007.

Dave Wolnik, Frankie's longtime drummer, observed in the Bob Dolgan biography of Yankovic published last year that the famed musician didn't have a street named for him in his own hometown. That launched a campaign for the square by the National Cleveland-Style Polka Hall of Fame and Museum and City Councilman Michael Polensek, according to Dolgan.

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