We were told that over 2,000 people visited the Festival of Trees and came from as far as New York City. The Mr. Local History Project gave away over 500 holiday greeting cards as well during the event. Can’t wait till you all see our tree for the 2020 festival!
John M Babyak wrote – Week before the ‘78 Hamilton Farm fire, I was on security guard duty at Hamilton Farm, specifically watching the US Equestrian Team HQ. Falls City Security was my employer. The night of the fire, I was inexplicably reassigned to another job site. Had I been there, I would have seen the fire start no doubt and could have called in help. I’m still suspicious of the circumstances. A classmate of mine from UVM perished in the fire.
Martha Brown Heiner posted on FB – How about the fire in the barn of the Charles Wickenhaver property in 1903 which prompted the organization of Basking Ridge Fire Co. in 1904? Wickenhaver sold the property to St. Mark’s Church in 1909.
Martha Brown Heiner wrote on FB – Mr.Localhistory I actually have a B’ville news article. Check around July 2004 there was an article by Jake on the Celebration of the 100th anniversary of the fire department. If you can’t find it , I can supply a copy. Good discussion of other historical fires too. Also, there is a book on history of St. Mark’s (The Lion’s Tale) which discusses this event too, and has a picture of Charles Wickenhaver and family standing outside his home (the current church rectory).
James Alexander wrote on FB – Steve Gilley’s motorcycle was pushed down to Cedar Hill school and was found there I’m pretty sure the subject who did it was charged. Steve Gilley was working the desk when he smelled the smoke. Dennis Couldron and I were working the road when a 5 gallon gas can was thrown into the front courtroom window. It was a mixture of two types of paint. The gas can was found in the subjects garage.
Posted in You Know Your’re from Basking Ridge FB Group…. 1/19/2020
Jayna Rydzinski I honestly can’t recall any Asian-Indians, Chinese or any other Asian folks living in Basking Ridge in the 1960’s – early 1970s. However, I believe there might have been a few Native American families living in BR at that time.
Gregg Ammon Harris In the 70′ Dr. Henry Kim, his wife and son, Johnny, moved in. Both mother and father were pediatricians, father also was an emergency physician at Morristown Memorial and Johnny was a varsity soccer player at RHS (class of ’76, I believe)
The Matsuoka family also lived in Basking Ridge in the 70s. Bryce was RHS class of ’79. He played soccer and the cello. They were Korean.
Steven K. Peer Also that Chinese girl, Hope Chen, don’t remember how long she was in BR. Class of 1979
Pam Robertson Yes – also the Shiba family Randy (now deceased) and Dave. Class of 1975
Robert King Benny Hsoia class of 67. Pronounced Shaw. Played in the band The Checkmates.
Robert King Kashmiry family brother and sister late 60’s.
Bill Lytle Hassan Dyam (spelling) and his older brother – they lived across from the Crawford farm. They both played football.
John M Babyak I was good friends with Ernie Chen and Dave Shiba, both RHS classmates ‘77. The Chen Family lived at 55 Juniper Way, and the Shiba’s lived at 32 Culberson Road. I believe Ernie and Dave are now living in the Chicago area.
Deidre
Your post on affordable housing development in Basking Ridge is very informative and eye-opening. But I don’t see any mention of the Dewey Meadow Village Development which is currently under construction.
Tim Maher
My dad, Thomas Maher, is in the 1929 picture of the Basking Ridge Fire Department. He was 18 years old.
Eileen Wall Mundorff wrote It was also a place to go vote because I remember my mother working the polls in the 50s since Tuesday was her day off from Salmon’s 5&10 on Olcott Square in Bernardsville. People could vote and shop for new cars! Win-win for Werring!
Ernest A. Morra wrote: “That was the best dealership around. My whole family purchased many cars from Mr. John Werring. A very friendly place.”
Robert
I worked in the parts department from 1977 until 1980 under Harold and Tom Magee, John Werring was a true gentleman and a great boss! He always had caring attitude towards his employees and that migrated to how his customers were treated by the employees. I sure do miss working there, great little town, everyone was considered a good neighbor and friend. Very nice article about local history!
William Hawke
We owned Hawke’s Village Hardware directly across the street from Werring’s and purchased a truck from them during that time. John Werring and his employees were good folks!
It’s not the winner, it’s the journey. And you have to win win with votes to advance. 🙂
Robert Wong
Where is Widow White buried?
You should organize a local Revolutionary War history walking tour on:
1) Widow White’s tavern
2) Presbyterian Church cemetery ( soldiers, legend of oak tree where Washington and Lafayette allegedly had a lunch
3) Revolutionary War Hospital (sign n Maple Avenue)
4) Boudinot House
5) William Alexander/Lord Stirling home location
Bob Wong
March 16, 2020
I live in Basking Ridge and am a Revolutionary war enthusiast. I found this article very interesting with far more details than what I knew about William Alexander. I have several questions:
1) Who wrote this article?
2) When is the Lord Stirling festival this year? I would like to visit the wine cellar
3) Does Basking Ridge sponsor a walking tour related to American Revolutionary War sites? (the only ones that I am aware of are Widow White’s Tavern (sign), Presbyterian Cemetery, Lord Stirling’s manor site, Boudinot estate, log hut hospital sign). I think that there would be some interest and generate some revenue for the town)
Thanks- Bob Wong
I did the research and wrote the article based on that research. The festival is typically the first Sunday in October and is run by Somerset County Parks Commission. No there’s not a walking tour currently, but I’ve written about most of the sites. The Basking Ridge Rev War hospital is a little dodgy on the facts but I might dig in at some point. Glad you liked the piece. I certainly learned a lot doing it. There’s a few good books on Stirling, who actually was quite a rascal with his lottery. But it is also sad he died heavily in debt and evidently had a bad drinking problem to boot.
David
“He was given special praise on the occasion of Independence in 1777. ”
Did you come across the name Rev. Francis Peppard? We believe him to be one of the first Pastors of the Basking Ridge Presbyterian Church? I am a descendant of his.
Yes we did – 4. Peppard, Mary, dau. of Francis & Clarrisa 1802
Peppard, Francis 1760
Peppard, Clarissa 1775
Peppard, Reuben C. 1806
Robert Wong
April 19, 2020
Dear Mr. Betz,
Great article on the Basking Ridge hospital. I did not know that this was THE hospital used during the Jockey Hollow encampment. a copy of the hospital is in the exhibit at basement of Washington’s Headquarters Museum in Morristown. Interesting that the 3 wards were totally separate from one another. I was not aware of James Tilton or John Morton. Is Morton’s gravesite (“behind the cemetery”) able to be visited by the public?
Thanks,
Bob Wong
I’ll have to go look at the basement exhibit when it reopens. Not sure on where Morton is buried as most sources stated he was buried on his property, but there is question on how much of the Presbyterian church cemetery creeped and might have merged with some of John Morton’s property (but we think it is close since they mention he was buried on a hill and there’s a hill behind the cemetery). Honestly, this is where I love history. One story just leads to another.
Robin Archer
Not to be critical but…..
isn’t that a Eagle, Globe and Anchor on Sgt William B Neill’s campaign hat?
Thanks for writing. You’re referring to the image on the right, not within the article. Sgt. Neil was posted in a book about Basking Ridge. The Neils’s are actually in Bernardsville today and have met David Neill a number of times over at MJ Neil. As to the medal, I can’t confirm.
Phyllis Matera O’Neill
I have a very special place in my heart for SHCC – my dad, Guido Matera, worked there on the grounds and inside (in addition to his full time job!). He was only 6 weeks old when the current clubhouse opened in 1918!! He spoke so highly of many of the members and also some of the professional golfers he met. He was so proud to work at SHCC. Many special moments there as a kid and also an adult – and who can forget the July 4th fireworks!
Willie Dade – Before they paved the runway ,my Uncle was landing from the Lord Stirling School end of the runway , and the bumpy grass terrain bent the tip of one of the prop blades.
Mark Waters wrote us: ” When I was about 10 or 11 years old I saved up $10, rode my bike to the airport, and, without my parents knowing about it, took may first plane ride. It was in a Piper Cub. There was some snow on the grass runway and the plane was outfitted with skis. That experience gave me the “flying bug” and I eventually got my pilot’s license.”
Judith Klein Woodruff wrote: ” As children my dad used to take us there to watch the planes. Later in his life he took flying lessons there and got his pilot license.”
Karen Jones Potts wrote: “My dad spent hours hanging around the airport. He also had a plane that he kept there. He loved that place and always wanted his ashes sprinkled over it during a fly by. He was unable to get that wish because by the time he passed away the airport was no longer there”
John Canfield
My buddies and I used to ride our bikes down Lord Sterling Rd to the airport, get a bottle of Dr Pepper out of the machine there and spend an hour or two hanging around and gawking at the airplanes. This was in the 1968-69 timeframe. Good memories of that place, sad that it’s gone.
Jan Rasmussen
I believe one of the fatal crashes in the 60s involved a teenager with the last name Yingling. Can’t remember his first name. Such a tragedy.
Michael Dobrzelecki
When I moved in with my wife in Millington in 1985, I used to check out the field, sneaking in through the loosely chained gate. For years there was a derelict fuselage of what was probably a canvas covered aircraft still on the field, though I did not get to close to examine it as it was inhabited by a beehive. I’m pretty good at aircraft identification as an aviation historian, but could not identify it.
Patty Herold
Thank you for the history lesson. I grew up in Peapack/Gladstone/Far Hills in the 50s & 60s. I used to exercize Gay Koven Klipstein’s horses….used to ride across the KML property, go over to to Walter Matheny & Blairsden & then as close to Lake Road in Far Hills. It was a charming place to be a child. I miss Ravine Lake Road!
Mr.Local history wrote: Regarding the SCPC involvement, I followed up on this with the head of Somerset County Parks Commission, Geoffrey D. Soriano, resident of Bridgewater. The 90 acres has NOTHING to do with the park system. The 90 acres under development is leased to the developer for 100 years by Somerset County. Little is known what happens in 100 years when the lease expires but there are legal precedents set on what typically happens (can Google it) . Peapack will reap property tax so that’s good. Otherwise, we have one of the best parks in the state in our backyard. I encourage EVERYONE to visit it. Hope this helps understand the history.
Joseph H. Metelski
I think you on right on with your growth analysis differential between Bedminster and Bernards Townships. My prognosis for Bedminster is that we’ll see growth as the large estates break up. I hope I am totally wrong.
Your Events Listing should include AT&T Long Lines opening in Bedminster (I think 1977).
Finally, I appreciate your history stories of the Somerset Hills.
Mary Jane Walsh
Thank you for the detailed information on Natirar, its history and the new luxury home project. The county park is one of my favorite walking paths.
I am interested in any tours that become available after the pandemic. I’m already on your mailing list.
Karen Masaitis
My Dad was a chauffeur in the late 20’s early 30’s and my Mom came from Ireland and worked in the house, that is how my Mom and Dad met and married. My two brothers I believe lived on the estate until my parents moved to Bernardsville.
Suzanne Magnus
Back in the early 70s, I used to walk there to buy cheap cigarettes- $.24 a pack plus $.01 tax. A whopping $.25 a pack.
Gretchen DeCoste
My mom worked there, many years! At Christmas we would bake cookies and bring them to the patients! (70s/80s)
An 1872 map of the area (link below) shows the NJ West Line was to run through the VA property towards Liberty Corner West of Millington. Lyons, Basking Ridge, Bernardsville was only a spur line to reconnect and Gladstone was only a proposed spur at the time.
Great find. We’re now going to dig further to find out how cool it would have been to have a train station at Liberty Corner and Pluckemin. Thanks for the share.
Interesting thought. Interesting concept. Be interesting to see what the LSS mission statement really is……. or should be moving forward.
sandra dagnall
I think they should look at the successful Bucks County horse park on how to make money from private horses great trails 👍some cross country jumps. Is the outside ring(s) in good shape with good footing? Any lights? A Friday night jumper show with open to the public food trucks would not only bring in money but would be a way to get more people interested in taking lessons. Care classes teaching grooming and tacking up. So people who may just love horses but not want to ride would be part of L.S. a IEA team. A competitive middle and high school teams this is a big part of the today’s industry. A few years back the Y did a program of a “free month” for anyone in a certain grade..to boost its membership
Carolyn Gaziano
If you would like the stables to continue as a a County Stables in 2021, please write to the County Parks Commission and the County Freeholders and/or attend Freeholder meetings and speak during public comment. Let them know that you, Somerset County Residents, want them to re-open LSS in 2021 and ask them to include funds for operating costs and the purchase of new school horses in the budget. You can also sign up for Informational County emails on the Somerset County website.
debbie b limoli
Living in NJ my whole life I can honestly say that Lord Stirling Stable is my favorite place. Both of my children (one of whom is handicapped) took riding lessons there. With over 50 horses and 450 acres of trails, lessons day and night, handicapped – jumping. Family fun days, hay rides, dog walks, pony rides and birthday parties.The friendliest people you will ever meet. It is truly a awesome treasure and my happy place. One of my mane (pun intended 🙂 reasons to stay in NJ. To lose this stable would be such an insurmountable loss with repercussions for generations to come. Also perhaps their is a wealthy NJ corporation or philanthropist who might pick up some of the cost? SOS save our Staple!
Craig Kampmier
No.
And, if you are going to insist on such redundancy in the midst of other old surrounding towns of character, then make it Historic Bernards Township. Historic will not make it any more epic (another abused trendy word).
Lee Corbin
I worked for Jim Calvin as a mechanic at the airport from late 1975 to early 1977, between leaving the Navy and joining the Air Force. Also worked there for the flight school, Sky Quest Aviation, washing and fueling airplanes in trade for flying time. Bernie Tomko, also a veteran of Naval aircraft maintenance, was the other mechanic. He owned a Cessna 150 that was black with yellow wings, and modified for short takeoffs and landings.
By the mid 70’s Jim had plowed up the grass runways and would put in a corn crop, so the paved east-west runway was the only one available.
JEANETTE
How do we find out who to contact to get on a list for an apartment?
Bernards Township IS one of the best examples of a historic treasure in New Jersey. We hope the public feels the same.
Lee Corbin
The P-51 Mustang, N6523D, actually crashed on February 4, 1960. It was purchased THAT DAY by the pilot, who landed about halfway down the runway which was not yet paved.
That aircraft is actually still flying, out in California.
Robin Johnston
Lee Corbin I remember Bernie and his 150. He would often fly over to Flanders Airport and visit the restaurant. We nick named him “Black Hawk Bernie”. What a great guy!
Nancy Earl Hoffarth
My grandfather Ralph Waldo Earl owned Shalebrook Farm in the1940s. I have a few pictures of them harvesting apples and hay; Belgian horse-drawn wagons and such. They must have had dairy cows as well. I have one aerial picture of the farm, and one of their large farmhouse.
My father Richard Earl renovated an old barn, moved it across Route 202 and started Shalebrook Farm Market on the corner of Route 202 and Bailey’s Mill Road in the early 1950s. I used to sit on top of open truckloads of corn and pumpkins that he would bring up from South Jersey. He owned that market until about 1963 when we moved out of state.
We’d love to take a look at your images and possibly add to the story. Can take a phone pic and send via our Contact us page.
Guy Bristow
As a Bristolian, I was quite amused to hear that there is a Bedminster USA, and quite a posh place by the sounds of it. Bedminster, Bristol is not posh, it is definitely a blue-collar part of town, where people still speak Bristolian dialect (like farmers, or pirates). Growing up on the other side of town, we used to call them “Bemmies”. Later, I actually lived there, on North St. It’s becoming quite gentrified now. Who’d’ve thought that! Girt Bemmie becoming trendy! Mind you, you still have to drink hard cider in the pubs there.
Hello sister resident. Thanks for writing and now you have an entire family here in New Jersey, USA. Tell your friends to read and write. We can become pen pals online!
Chris Lewis Such great childhood memories. The Oompa Band and birch beer on tap. The antique car show where they had the rolling down the hill contest. The year Forbes had a hot air balloon and gave tethered rides. And, of course, the year Bums in the Park performed 😉
Patricia Murphy Steege Loved the Kiwanis Fair! I remember the large wooden boat ride, the swings, and the AAUW booksale in the basement.
I’d ride in the Kielblock’s antique car down the Oak Street School hillside. Which car, with the motor off, could roll the farthers?
Then in high school, we’d come back from Band Camp, in Johnsonburg, and play at the Fair.
I saw a few familiar names in this article. Thank you for sharing.
Lots of wonderful memories.
Suzanne Dudley Tufariello I remember it!! Was on the drill team at Ridge. Came home from band camp and participated in the Parade on Monday morning and after the Kiwanis fair.
Robin Evans Love it, end of the summer, seeing classmates before school began. My favorite year was Ty Kashmiry and the twins (?) playing the Stones…..anyone remember the name of the Band?
I won the adult women’s tennis tournament when I was 16 🙂
Mona Shaw
We took our young boys there in the ‘90’s. We could walk there from our house which is close to Oak Street School in whose parking lot it took place. The boys showed our dog there in the dog show. They also purchased gold fish. It was a wonderful low key fair where you didn’t have to worry about losing a child. And everyone knew each other. Our boys have such fond memories of the fair and were so upset when they stopped having it.
Katie Elwell
I was 3 when we moved to Spencer Rd in Basking Ridge. The Kiwanis Fair was such a big part of growing up there! My mother, Marge West, worked in the food booth selling hamburgers. I have so many memories from that fair! Jane Forbes crowning Gretchen Heyer! I remember that! Thanks so much for posting this! Makes me smile!
Terry Tipton
Kiwanis fair was the highlight of the summer…I remember standing in line for the ferris wheel, and hearing some girls talking about Woodstock…riding ponies…and of course winning a goldfish…every year…great times…sad that future generations won’t get to experience the same
Eileen Wall Mundorff
I ran into Eric Mundorff at the Fair in 1968. We knew each other from Ridge High. He graduated in ’66 and I graduated in ’67. We spent the evening together, wandering the Fair and catching up. Married 49 years as of September 18, 2020.
Doug pratt
Won the raw egg toss about 1960
Chris
The year the Forbes balloon was there, must have been ’76 or ’77, my buddies and I ended up helping to haul the balloon down after each ride. It was hard work but we weren’t doing anything else. At the end of the day the Forbes crew rewarded us with some ice cold Coors! (we were all over 18) Back then Coors was never seen east of the Mississippi indeed some would say it was illegal east of the Mississippi (yes children, Smoky and Bandit was an almost semi-true story) We were thrilled!!
Karolyn Burger Nilsen
It was a true end of summer rite of passage for myself and my sister in the 70’s. We would leave the beach life and it was back to Basking Ridge before school started back again after Labor Day. First time I ever had cotton candy was at the Fair and every year I would win the goldfish, carry it home in the plastic bag and hope i could keep it alive until Christmas!
Mary Sheptock
Thank you for this history. My family, The Sheptock family actually lived in Maple Cottage until moving to Florida in 1984. So glad there are photos of it. Brings back so many childhood memories
My wife and I went to the Blues Picnic on July 4, 1977. We sat in the tent where Muddy Waters played just a few feet from him. All the other blues artists were great as well. If that were not enough, we drove directly from the picnic to Madison Square Garden in the city for that evening’s Pink Floyd ‘Animals’ concert. We won the Floyd tickets on a WNEW-FM ticket giveaway call in. I wish I still had the stamina to do that and the luck to keep winning tickets. But I still have my wife so all still remains quite well indeed!👍
sally altman
Great Artiicle on Waterloo! I remember going there in the past and happy to see all of the great changes that have been made. I will return!!
Lynn Heckel Griffith
I remember going to the fair in the 1950’s . It was one of the highlights of my childhood. The Eastern Star tended the cotton candy booth back then and since my mom, Ruth Heckel, was a member, she would volunteer to make the cotton candy.
Great memories!
BR
Great article and I truly appreciate your efforts in gather insightful and important history about our local area. It amazes me that all of these important people who built our nation lived, worked and fought in our our backyards. Please keep it up! One thing of note, I think the compass bearing is off on the Stirling Estate map, as if you line it up with an online map of today, it would appear that E is where N should be.
Thanks for writing. You’re going to have to prove it to me. We did have to add it to the map because it wasn’t on the original we photographed.
bill gauthier
Bill again
its not gilded in 23k its gilded in 23.75 karat gold also it was never gilded in 14 karat gold
14 karat gold is mostly silver 1. it would tarnish 2. its silver colored
I appreciate the love dedicated to this piece but its important to get the facts straight especially about the anatomy – that myth still bothers me its click bait
Susan Davis
Went to kindergarten at Ridge High in 52/53. Rhen 4 years at Maple Avenue. Then 5th and 6th grade at Cedar Hill which was just built.
I also remember a friend of my mother had a picture of her class at Maple Avenue, probably around 1920.
Dennis Corcoran
Fond memories of LC Elementary School and Cannonball Kennedy 😂
I Pamela Koch am the Author of “For Goodness Sake : The Story Behind The Saint James 9/11 Bereavement Support Group” which took place at Saint James Church after the horrific event of 9/11. 76 families and 104 children from all over New Jersey as far away as Hoboken and Jersey City came to seek aid for their traumatic grief. Together, for two years, they worked thru their grief toward transformation while surround by 68 volunteers People of Goodness who stood along side them every step of the way. These 9/11 families have put their traumatic grief in action have made this world a better place. Basking Ridge High Library holds a copy. You can find online as well.
Laura Berkowitz
Are there any kosher bakeries that make shtreusel kuchen
CHRISTOPHER MCMANEMIN
Excellent work on all the information. Really well done.
Bill Bachmann
Took lessons there in 1974. Always wished I finished.
Dennis Corcoran
My dad was maintenance man for Chartwell Manor boarding school. Mr Lynch was headmaster,His wife Judy and Mrs Stimpson ran he kitchen and did Laundry. He went with them to the Mendham location. Amazing place, bathroom hidden behind wall panels, Slate floor in dining room, amazing tower staircase and the basement had many rooms like a catacomb maze. Very creepy.
Greg Toombs
Brooks, the tax records show the Feldsteins have owned the property since 2000. No recent sales, so in answer to your question above, it’s not been sold and the listings merely Withdrawn according to the MLS. Cheers!
The link to the Unsolved Mysteries I saw years after I had been there is below.
They had I believe 8 Afghan Dogs, I was not aware of the cats. If I remember correctly, they also had a bunch of goats and I would put the dogs in the pen with the goats.
My parents had a historian at that time come to our house and tell some history of the property. It was believed to have an Indian Burial ground back there but not sure where on our property. There was a rock wall that went through out property and continued on that they said was a retaining wall built by George Washington’s troops. They also figured that he slept in our barn, which was the original house. I was scared of the barn and I think it was haunted. There’s a lot more history to that property. 20 acres of our property my parents donated to NJ Conservation Foundation so it couldn’t be built on. Not sure if that’s still the case, but I would hope so. I haven’t lived there since probably 84 or so. https://unsolvedmysteries.fandom.com/wiki/Beaty_Castle
Avis Gardell - Feldstein
It’s actually quite a marvelous story riddled with sadness and joy. We are working diligently on restorations and hope to update the website with our progress! I am also currently working on a novel which will bring to life both fiction and non- fictitious characters while weaving together my husbands and my current life. The castle had not been sold. It was withdrawn from the market and so it seems to have a mind of its own when choosing its owners. Phareloch will celebrate its 100 th birthday this year!
Diane Hilmer Ludlow
My dad, Herb Hilmer, who is 96 years old, was friends with Hank (Franklin) Beaty, the nephew of Bill. Dad and Hank visited the castle and threw 10 cent balsa wood airplanes off of the balcony into the great room.
Our new program for 3rd grade students was just released. Lots of great feedback. So if you have a “virtual classroom” of third graders and want to present a fun and interesting history lesson, check out the above trailer.
Helen Walton
Mr.Localhistory looks great!!! Especially in times like these I am very interested in keeping Mrs. Fenwick’s record of service and her views in front of the public.
Helen Walton
BTW thank you for helping to keep alive the memory of Mrs Fenwick and what she meant to our country. It is by preserving the history of service like this that we will hope to inspire a new wind of cooperation and peace in the world and a Republican party that more closely emulates the values held by Mrs. Fenwick.
Helen Walton
Wow so Dayton Cresent is so named for the Dayton family farm!!! Interesting all the way around Brooks!
I was fortunate enough to attend the estate sale at Harry Robinsons house. I guess before he moved to PA. I bought two lovely bird sculptures on my way out, I saw a collage tucked behind other items in the garage.I was told Mr. Robinson used it when he was demonstrating his skills to create the good shepherd!
Was listed as Brainards Raceway. Is that the same for you?
Dot S
RE: Mercer 1840s-Griggstown Schoolhouse Griggstown (Princeton), NJ 08540
Mercer Hamilton Township, NJ
I’d like to speak to someone about the Griggstown School in the 1870’s. I have several schoolbooks from here belonging to a Sarah M. Hoagland and would like more information on her and the Staats family.
John Murdock
Thanks to Somerset County for preserving this beautiful acreage and honoring Kate Macy Ladd’s kind-hearted philanthropy. My family (Roy & Kathleen Murdock with 4 children, myself included) lived in the Maple Cottage from the early ’50s until all us kids had married and moved elsewhere, so Mom & Dad sold to the Sheptock family in 1975. It was a wonderful place to enjoy what, in retrospect, was the post-war “golden age” of the USA in the Somerset Hills.
Gordon
I believe #1 the Airport Speedway way back was in Pennsauken NJ. I don’t know if that is the same one that is being referenced. But to my knowledge it was never spelled Pennshawken.
There was many places redeveloped in and around the airport circle from the 1930-present..so many places lost to time. Fascinating stuff. Keep up the great work.
Helen Walton
I often went sledding at Dead Man’s Hill in Bernardsville but being it is private property and we had to ask permission sometimes it was easier to take the path of least resistance and go to the high school. There was a perfect sledding venue behind the cafeteria of Bernard’s High that landed you on the lower playing field- not sure how much of it is left now that the additions have been built. It was fab because you went down a really steep hill and zoomed all the way across the field depending on the snow quality. We used to get in trouble for stealing the lunch trays and using them as make shift sleds when school was in session…
thomas a wardell
You forgot Hope Chapel Racetrack aka Lakewood gravel pit. It was just over the border of Lakewood Township and Jackson Township. It was 1/4 mile gravel race track.
Betsy Carswell Richards
My grandfather, Samuel Allen (160 S. Finley Ave.), owned a pasture that went all the way downhill to S. Maple Ave. Anyone could come and enjoy sledding there. If a thick layer of ice covered the snow, a neighbor supplied a 4×8′ piece of plywood, which we piled onto, and
slid down the hill, sometimes in circles. Fortunately there were no trees to run into!
WHO REMEMBERS THE ICE STORM OF NEW YEARs DAY, 1948, on top of the big snow a few days earlier. Power lines & trees fell everywhere. No power for almost 2 weeks. No school either!
The firehouse couldn’t use the siren, so the Presbyterian Church bell was used to call volunteer firemen. It was very cold weather.
DAVID COVINGTON
Thank you Bill Gauthier, you primary source you!
23.75k because getting absolutely pure gold is much more expensive? Or is there any on-purpose additive?
Thanks.
Betsy Richards
My father was John Carswell who led the BR Carol Sing for many years. After a major heart attack, he led the event one last time in 1974 before his death in May 1975. My maiden name was Betsy Carswell, and I played trombone at the Carol Sing from 1947 until
1993. What fun, despite the weather & occasional frozen trombone slide. I’m so glad this wonderful event continues. Thank you to all who make it happen.
Betsy Carswell Richards, Eastham, MA [email protected]
Bonnie Verburg
Here is some information from Columbia University about Lord Stirling and his heavy investment in the slave trade. “William Alexander invested heavily in the slave trade. He invested in at least two voyages in 1748, and he proceeded to buy two of his own slave ships, which brought 100 slaves to New York City.” As well, the research covers the slave-trade wealth of his wife’s family (Livingston). https://columbiaandslavery.columbia.edu/content/merchant-families
Cindy Frie
Thank you so much for this information. I recently learned about an ancestor, Jacob Anderson who served under Col. Thruston out of Virginia during the Revolutionary War. According to his pension application he marched to Lord Sterlin’s building on Bareshear Ridge and was stationed there in 1777. Jacob participated in the battles/skirmishes of Piscataway and Quibbletown. I wonder if he was referring to Breses Field listed in your map.
muriel
Job well done!
Jaimie Morais
The Jacobs Ladder in Bernardsville (Pennbrook Rd). was designed in the days of horse and carriage travel. The bumps, the “plateaus” were a way to “rest” the horses as the climbed the mountain.
Jaimie Morais
In the book Strange and Mysterious Past in the Somerset Hills by Valerie Barnes, there is a story about the Pluckemin Stone Mystery. The book was printed in 1975, before the 1979 dig began. Apparently at the sight of what we now know was a Cantonment sits 65 massive stones in a 150 ft long line. Sited in the story are thoughts from Retired Col. James Van Horn. In his book Historical Collections of NJ are some of the first published accounts of the academy and a “crude temple with 13 arches” used for celebrations.
Stephen Breese
Re: Brees family buried in the Presbyterian Churchyard
John Brees Sr. 1713-1803 is almost certainly buried in the cemetery, But in his sixties at the beginning of the war, it is unlikely that he served on active duty.
John Brees Jr. 1738-1829, Did serve in the war, but he is not buried in the cemetery. He emigrated after the war to Horseheads, NY where he is buried.
Stephen 1755-1833. served in the war. He lived his entire life in Basking Ridge and is buried in the cemetery. The grave is marked.
norm watkins
Great to hear about the history of the dealership. I was a salesman from 1974 to 1983. Over the years I worked with Clem Asbury and Leslie Balin. John was always very nice to everyone who worked with him. Some of the challenges were the limited parking and no AC in the showroom, but somehow it all worked.
Paul Beatty
It was great to find your site and some wonderful background on the castle. I’m a great-grandson of original builder Bill Beatty and have been delighted to visit many times throughout my life. The Feldsteins are doing a wonderful job restoring it and are terrific hosts! I would like to offer a few friendly corrections to the story. Bill actually didn’t design the castle based on an ancestral home– it was just a style that captured his imagination; he sketched prototypes for years until he had the resources to actually build it. The Beattys were actually Scottish in ancestry, and have no known connection to the family of Clyde Beatty. The three children in the photo you showed were actually Bill and Sarah’s grandchildren (Bob, on the left, was my father). They lived in the castle until around 1940. The quote that you attribute to Burlingame is actually from Gene Melville, who was an employee there for several years and reportedly saw the ghost on one occasion. My great-grandmother held a number of seances at the castle, and reportedly they included some spooky noises, but they were widely regarded to be shams. However, there were quite a few other ghost sightings. One of the most credible was around 1938, when Bill’s daughter-in-law was apparently visited by an apparition in the middle of the night. I appreciate your interest and am grateful for your summary of the years after the castle left our family.
Lee
Far Hills had its own defense plant during WWII. The L V Ludlow hardware and lumber company manufactured wooden ammo boxes for the war effort.
Christian McBurney
Hi nicely done. You should read my book Kidnapping the Enemy: The Special Operations to Capture Major Generals Charles Lee & Richard Prescott (Westholme, 2014). I spoke about the book in 2015 I believe at the school house at Basking Ridge. It was a nice event. I have some friends who just moved there. Best. Christian McBurney
Laura Reynolds
I grew up in Basking Ridge and really enjoy learning about the local history. My paternal grandmother used to tell me stories about dropping out of school at age 14 in 1912 to work at the Annin Flag Company in Verona. She was so proud of that job. I had no idea until today that the Annin’s were connected!
I am so intrigued with this castle. I purchased an Afghan hound from Don and Carol. I remember driving up that very long driveway. I have ALWAYS wondered “how far” they got with the restoration. I then rem seeing it on Unsolved Mysteries! I wish the current owners would let us know if the restorations are completed etc…? What state it was in when The Burlingame had to sell? I remember that they lived in Costa Rica as well. SO INTERESTING!
Silver Dollar Diner in Little Ferry where they found Rosie the Quicker Picker upper.
Linda Richards
Sunset Diner
Greenbrook
Justine Deane
Tick tick diner Clifton nj
Geoff Archer
I lived on Alward farm from 1975-1980. At that time its address was 40 Mt. Airy Rd., and the property still consisted of nine wooded acres. A couple of times a year we would cross country ski out to check the mailbox! Farming was no longer happening, but I do remember my mom harvesting black walnuts and making banana bread. There was also a massive mulberry tree with a tire swing on it – will never forget misjudging the angle and slamming the side of my head into it. I had several paranormal experiences in that house but hitting my head on that tree was definitely something that happened in real life.
Jackie Younge
Willie’s Bloomfield; current the State Street Grill!
I believe Sunnyside was located just to the NW of the current main house. The Barn structures in your photo look very similar to remaining structures just North of the current Natirar park parking lot
Kathi Logan
Most definitely the Broad Street Diner in Keyport. The food is always excellent and they give you huge amounts of food. And the staff and owners are always friendly and welcoming!
Louis Spagnuolo
Where is Tops,North Arlington,Kless or The Lido just to name a few
Veronica Webster
Great, friendly staff. Feel good delicious food!!
Paula Hatfield
What was the name of the corner bar on Centennial ave.? It is now the Cranford uniform shop.
Jim O'Brien
Approx. 70 yrs. ago the girl scout troop that met across the street from the Canoe Club held a ‘regatta’ on the river starting at the Canoe Club. It was covered in the Newark Star-Ledger and, I assume, the Cranford paper, perhaps even the Elizabeth paper. Do you have any photos or news clippings of that event?
Dorothy Donnelly-Brienza
Best Car Wash: Gus and Bucky’s Pluckemin
Best Bagels: Lil’ Pickels Pluckemin
Best Thai: Origin- Basking Ridge or Thai Kitchen Bridgewater
Best Hair Salon: Salvatore Minardi’s Madison
Best Emergency Care Walk In: Somerset Valley Urgent Care Bedminster
Best Mexican: Casa Luna Somerville
Best Greek: Kyma Greek Cuisine Somerville
Frank Figora
I’ve kept all the programs from races I’ve seen in New Jersey from 1947 through 1954,
both sprint cars, midgets & stock cars. They include Hinchliffe Stadium in Paterson,
Dover, Morristown, Trenton & Lodi, Roosevelt Stadium in Jersey City, Teanack Armory.
I’ll send the results to anyone interested.
Is it true that Toussaint-Guillaume La Motte-Picquet, the great French naval commander, also received the medal of the Society of Cincinnati?
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That’s amazing.
Roc
Tick Tock in Clifton and Tops Diner in East Newark
george stillwell
Keyport Diner always fresh food and plenty of it.
Susan Hollander
I’m happy to be able to choose three because it would be so hard to only choose one!
Margaret Machnicki
Paramount, Manasquan Nj
Great food.
Nancy Kantner Phillips
Just downloaded the old pictures of the Cranford hotel.
My paternal grandfather,Fred Kantner, was the owner of the upholstery shop pictured. The one picture you can see my father and him standing in the doorway!!
What nice pictures to have as part of my family’s history.
Karen Harris
This article was amazing & brought back so many cherished memories with family & friends!!
We even said goodbye after our 2015 WHS reunion in town, which was a blast & we closed it down that night !!
GARY L PUZZELLA
My dad kept his Piper 150 tied down at Somerset Hills from the early 1960’s until it was closing.
My mom even learned to fly at the airport i n 1967. It was not so common at the time for a women to have their private pilots license. It even made the papers.
My brother Bill and I would spend hours there playing and going up for rides. We were able to ride in some pretty cool planes. Bill Tyndall owned an old Stearman bi-plane which was complete with a front and rear seat and a rudder control in each one. I remember flying in an AT-6 (which was not comfortable at all), and almost as tight a fit was the home build Pitt’s “special” biplane. If I recall, I think it was a husband an wife who flew them. Jim Calvin and my dad were friends and we all spent time together socially.
We took a photo of my dads plane from another plane flying close by, and I have that photo to this day, with a tattoo to match on my leg.
Thanks you for the memories and I can’t wait to show the article to my mom!
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Send the pics of the plane AND the tattoo!
Bill Bachmann
It must have been in the mid-late 60’s when some of my friends–brothers Pete and Gary Gavornik–(we were teenagers) went up for a ride and the plane crashed. It’s been a long time, but I think it was on take-off and crashed on the other side of the road. They were both seriously injured, and for a while they weren’t sure Gary would live (he did). I believe the pilot survived also.
Again, it’s been a long time, so don’t quote me on the specifics, but it did happen. If anybody remembers more detail it would be good to hear…
MJ Walsh
Thank you for providing so many interesting articles and items.
michael d wilson
was Jane Dunham that attended Ridge HS in the early 60’s related?
Anna Jimison
Thanks for sharing! I don’t remember ever hearing about the ‘Golden Boy’ statue. I worked for SWBT for 28 plus years before retiring in 2003, due to disability. I hope this iconic figure can be enjoyed for
next 100 years.
Cameron Hall
Great story. Very inspirational for sure.
Good journey and may the force be with you
Kate Cowing
I don’t think the quote from the Childs Brothers that The Childs Restaurants were the first to hire women is correct. Fred Harvey hired the legendary Harvey Girls to wait tables in the 19th century.
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In 1889, two brothers in New York City opened a restaurant that was a direct response to concerns about food safety. Samuel S. Childs and William Childs opened the first Childs Restaurant on Cortlandt Street in Manhattan’s Financial District, focusing on affordable meals for the working class coupled with extremely high standards (historically speaking, at least) for hygiene, cleanliness, and food safety. In the same vein, the restaurant’s waitresses were clad in pristine, starched white uniforms—reminiscent of those worn by nurses—and made a point of having janitorial staff visibly cleaning in front of customers at all times. If they weren’t the first, they were certainly credited as one of the first with the model.
I grew up on Manor Drive in the 1970s-80s. The golf course did have sand bunkers back then. Also at one time the eastern portion of the property had an air strip. On at least two occasions I remember planes making emergency landings and the pilots noting they had used the strip when it was active at the facility.
Kathy Misek
Good morning! I’m kin to Stephen Ogden who lived across the street from the Widow White’s Tavern. I’m so curious about the soldiers who might be buried there, and I have a couple of questions for you:
1. Was Ogden’s widow, Elizabeth, still living there in 1776, when Lee was captured? Stephen Ogden died in 1768. She remarried, “2d m. Jan. 21, 1768, Samuel Roberts of Barnardstown, N. J., her dau. Elizabeth 2 -! 2 being married the same day to Dr. Oliver Barnet, of ” Barnet Hall.”
2. Has anyone investigated the burial sites of the two or more Continental soldiers who were killed when Harcourt’s light-horse arrived?
Ogden, Charles Burr; Van Alstyne, Lawrence; Wheeler, William Ogden. The Ogden family in America, Elizabethtown branch, and their English ancestry; John Ogden, the Pilgrim, and his descendants, 1640-1906 . Philadelphia, Printed for private circulation by J.B. Lippincott company. Kindle Edition.
Kathy Misek
*Stephen Ogden died in 1764.
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If you are referring to Mary Brown White, the answer is YES she was there, and she even tried to advise Lee to hide at the inn. He refused. There is a very good book documenting that day called “Kidnapping the Enemy” by Christian M. McBurney. pages 45-52 specifically discuss two of Lee’s guards that were severed so badly that they could not be moved and were buried on the spot of their demise. That would seem to be on the property of the current St. James Church or thereabouts.
Kathy
Actually, I was referring to her sister, Elizabeth Whitaker Ogden. She became Elizabeth Roberts in 1768. I’ve read the soldiers were buried on her property across the street from the Tavern. But I’m not sure she lived there in 1776. I’ll read the pages you’ve recommended. Thank you.
Don Kelly
WOW is an understatement. I moved to the area in 1990 and first came upon the Fairgrounds on my way to St Elizabeth’s Church. I have often walked the track for both mental and physical nourishment. So peaceful are the sounds of the river on one side , and the structures resembling a NormanRockwell painting of Stockbridge on the other.
Sitting on a bench near the bleachers under the waving American flag stirs a love of country.
Thank you all for history behind all the beginnings,
Jim
How about the old track on the old whitehorse pike in waterford twp south jersey??
Margaret Westfield
Excellent article!
duncan knobloch
My 3rd Gr Grandfather Frederick Childs, b. 1796. and connection to the Van Doren family;
September 8th 1829 Frederick bought 3 acres of land in Chester, Morris County NJ, the whole of the saw mill from Elias Hight and his wife Sally. June 28th, 1836 he purchase an additional acre adjacent to the mill $27.75.
January 24th, 1843 Frederick and Amy sold the Stephen Baker three pieces of land in Chester for $4,500.
April 8th, 1843 sold to James Emaus of Readington for $1,200 the undivided half tract in Washington Township, Morris County New Jersey, with mills and building conveyed to John Van Doren (famous for Van Doren Mill Franklin Corners Childs Rd./ 202) and Susan his wife. March 27th 1841.
1843. 3rdGr Grandfather Frederick, age 47, bought 19 acre “Childs Rd.” farm from Susan Adamson for $1218.12.
Ann Stafer
Great article about the legendary Jolly Trolley. I was very close to one of the founding partners, Peter deLamos who meet and teamed up with Westfield native, David Monier at the Illikai in Hawaii. Someone asked about the salad dressing. I have the recipe tucked away some where. I am on Nantucket until August but will try to find it when I return to NJ in August.. Barnacle Bill’s is still thriviing in Rumson as is the formed What’s Your Beef now Victory Park Tavern. The legendary Lock, Stock and Barrel in neighboring Fair Haven is now Nauvoo Grill
Laura Meny
In just donated but could not figure out where to choose a map – if you are able to help I would love the Bernards Two map. Thank you! L
Dan
This is an amazing write up. I grew up in the town over, Cranford, and have always wondered what happened to that diner after it was shipped to Germany.
Thanks for such a wonderful post
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Will do! Got it.
Pete Prior
As a West Millington resident during the change over, I was sad to see the renaming to Basking Ridge. Not that I did not like being associated with BR, it is just that I was sad to see W Millington go away. So yes, after living in West Millington for some 20 years before the name was changed, the zip code was changed as well from 07946 to 07920, and Millington retained the zip code.
Mary Parsons Black
I grew up on the grounds of the VA During those years, many of the staff lived in housing on the grounds. We went to parties in the Director’s home. Knollcroft. We moved to one of the farmhouses when I was in 4th grade. We loved to play in the beautiful old barn. My dad taught us to golf on that golf course! A green hospital bus carried us to school in Liberty Corner and later Basking Ridge. We were transferred to Pittsburgh in 1959! I have many fond memories of those years.
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Posted from a friend: “The West Millington story hits home for us. I learned how to spell my name and address( using the whole Alphabet it seemed..with Fountain Pens) writing in cursive at St James School in first grade. It took forever! .The Nuns would always question why I didn’t write Basking Ridge ,like all the other kids ….
I was sad when our Address changed”.
Charlie F. (West Millington resident
Bob Wong
Nice research and article. I am curious where the original map of Stirling Manor estate property and the Katherine Wright needlework are located.
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My POV is that W.Millington will never go away as I’ve learned that the Bernards Township flag has four squares representing Basking Ridge, Liberty Corner, Lyons, and YES West Millington. Check out the story. https://www.mrlocalhistory.org/bernards-township-flag/
Ann W. Wazeter
Thanks for this interesting article. I’m hoping more folks contribute documented detail to expand the topic.
Maria Viguera
What about the Childs Family. Is is not worth mentioning the project to build the farm houses in Childs Road?
Thank you. My 5th Great Grandmother was Ida Mellick, married to Godfrey Kline. I did glean from the book His father was Christian, as was his son. So I add another 6th Gr Grandfather. Still looking for Ida in genealogies.
Susan J Hutton
My Grandparents were from Keyport. I spend my summer there in the 50 .I loved Keyport, piece of my heart fond memories, ❤♥💖💙
Ken
There has never been a King James III of England. The King of England in 1717 was George I.
James Francis Edward Stuart, the son of the deposed James II, was a pretender to the throne. He styled himself as the King James III of England. He left England as an infant in 1688 during the Glorious Revolution. He never set foot in England again; was never coronated; and never ruled England, Ireland or Scotland.
Great catch! This statement had been handed down for so many years, it took the internet to call it out. We’ve made the correction. It was actually King James II. Thanks for writing.
Debbie Meyer Biedenharn
Hi there! My name is Debbie Meyer Biedenharn and my grandfather was Bill Meyer, who was one of the original founders of Sky Farm. I wanted to share a story with you. My mother passed away about a month ago and the night before her funeral my father, Bill Meyer Jr was sharing stories with us about Sky Farm. My dad, Bill Jr, spent his summers at there as a young boy in the 40s and early 50s. Dad is 85 years old and not a computer wiz and was so elated when his granddaughter googled information about Sky Farm in which Leni and Bill Meyer were referenced. Obviously losing his wife of 63 years was sad and this was a bright light for him. He has many fond memories of Sky Farm.
Debbie Meyer Biedenharn
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Thanks for sharing!
Lee
About 35+ years ago, there were two massive Civil-War era Naval cannons flanking that flagpole. Are they still there?
Karen Annin Mecum
My maiden name is Annin. We have traced our ancestry back to this family and love hearing the local legends. Hhope to visit this area one day. Karen Annin Mecum. Montrose; CO
Samantha Ortiz
My garage was moved from the Basking Ridge airport in summer of 1943. Still stands today. I posted photos on the Facebook post.
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patty herold
Thank you, I enjoyed reading this .
I grew up in Far Hills on Pennbrook Road.
It was a beautiful place to grow up & I loved it then.
Susan Nitahara
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L.J.
It would be a bad decision to not continue with lessons, etc. there is nothing like it in the area and taught countless adults in the area (in their younger years) how to ride and life’s lessons. We spent money on way lesser things. save the stables!
Jeff Tavares
In the staff photo, I’m pretty sure I see Jean Bock in between Helen & Barbara.
Dorine Emery
I attended 2 concerts at Waterloo in the 1960’s. I remember the one where i saw Bill Clifton. This was a special treat to me. Dan Crary was there too. I don’t remember who else, neither do i remember the musicians from an earlier show.
Bill Clifton had Don Stover and Red Rector with him. They were so great. Over 50 years ago.
Peter Vallario
Hey, Peter V, supernatural scientist. I’ve spent a long while studying the devils tomb and surrounding areas. Although the lore and mystery behind the tomb is what gives it its name, ill shed some light on the situation. Although there are no doors or windows, there are 2, 2ft x2ft steel plates on the roof where 2 chimminies used to be which has led my team to our conclusion that it was a quarantine cremation site. There must’ve been a bought of illness and this is the final resting place of the monks and nuns who fell ill. Or it is just an old carriage house that was at the top of the easement for the horses(aka Jacob’s Ladder).
Tommy Holden
I read a report from 2017-2018 recently that there is expected to be a major drop in enrollment in all Basking Ridge Elementary Schools during this decade. All schools will have excess capacity of some kind – especially Mount Prospect which is expected to have +365 additional seats. That means entire wings vacant.
It reminds me of during the early 1980s reading about when capacity was so dire that they shut down Cedar Hill School for 6 years. Ironically, Cedar Hill in this round will be one of the least affected if the current borderlines remain. Liberty Corner also not so much. RHS will also not really have too much of a problem as the district is really only affected by the “Kindergarten Replacement” statistics.
So, I definitely think there should be some consolidation in the way of:
1. Harding, Mendham, some parts of Far Hills, Bernardsville, –> Oak Street
2. Bedminster, Pluckemin, Peapack, Gladstone / some parts of Far Hills & Bridgewater –> Mount Prospect
3. Martinsville, Warren, some parts of Long Hill & Gillette –> Liberty Corner
4. Stirling, Millington, parts of Long Hill, Watchung, Berkeley Heights and New Providence –> Cedar Hill
5. William Annin should have more than enough space to accommodate (they also will have a ton of capacity)
6. RHS can’t handle all of this so many would have to go to their respective current High Schools. I could see RHS taking on *some* of it though.
Bill Donahue
Mel Blaufus was the ScoutMaster for Troop 9 in Chester for 76 years. He had the scout cabin built in 1942, and it was just resided this year. The scout cabin at Main and Collis in the borough has some of the rental skis mounted on the balcony wall and some additional photos rescued as we cleaned out Mel’s home after he passed. Mel and Shirley are buried in the Peapack Union Cemetery almost within sight, in winter, of where he grew up on East Fox Chase Road. He collected arrowheads on the farm and across the street in Mt Paul Park named after Chief Paul. The story goes that Chief Paul brought evergreen trees to to the top of Mount Paul from the Jersey coast. Paul is supposed to be buried near that summit.
Michele Rotunda
There is an excellent biography on General Lee: Renegade Revolutionary: The Life of General Charles Lee by Phillip Papas.
Adrienne Brown
Although I did my first ski’ing in Austria, I grew up in Gladstone 1942-62 when I married. recently driving by and looking across from what was Ruth Earles’ place, no ski tow! Add tows, as you note, to that of the losses of what were also once a number of working mills, as Cooper in Chester. MIssing the past, Adrienne Brown
Janet
How do we find the auction? I searched for “Mr. Local History Project” on eBay for Charity with no luck.
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From: Bill Maher
My hometown is Westfield
Enjoyed reading about your experiences skating on the river and what it meant to you..
One year the river froze from the No.Union Ave dam to Nomahegan was 1957. I remember making the trip with my now wife Eileen Galen Maher. There is no question in my mind that the winters were very cold in the 50’s as one year we had ice in March. Granted it was soft and there was a bit of water on the surface but we still managed a game of “shinny”.
I was a member of the Cranford Hockey Club during it’s first two years coinciding with my Junior and Senior year in high school. I remember very well the first organizational meeting at Mr. Cranes house that filled his living room with dozens of prospective players.
We practiced at the outdoor rink in Branchbrook Park in Newark at some ungodly hour in the morning either Saturday or Sunday morning. Most of us had never played on a surface with boards so it took us a while to figure out how ti use them.
To this day, some 65 years later, I remember some important lessons learned playing for Coach Crane. We played a limited schedule and did not do exceptionally well. The guys who came a few years after us really started a dynasty that I assume it goes on today.
I note the picture of the CHC sweater. Ours were the old CHS uniforms from the late 30’s. They were wool and a great deal moth eaten but we wore them proudly.
I forwarded a photo of my hockey gear and hope it transfers… rather sparse when compared to today’s gear. Note.. no helmets, shin guards that a baseball catcher would wear, skates from our local sport shop, and gloves we put sponges in to help deaden the pain when we batted down the puck.
The river was a significant part of our lives growing up in the town of Cranford.
Thank you SO Much to Kathy Farrell of Campbell. CA for your generous donation. A bunch of maps are on the way!
Nicole broomhead
This site is now my mothers house. Our family often is visited by a male ghost. Wonder if it is Morton or someone else who may have passed at the hospital.
Daniel Staats
I am not familiar with NJ geography. I know my family played some role in its history.
Any information would be greatly appreciated.
Abraham Staats was my 6th great uncle.
Thank you for your help.
John C Munday Jr
From my home at the corner of Hampton and Eastman, my brother Ted and I would skate up to Nomahegan, and then all the way back down to the dam in town. Total length 3 miles. Absolutely magical when we skated sometimes after dark.
Jeff Ralli
I remember the Peapack Ski HIll very well. I learned to ski there way way back in the early 60’s. They had a rope tow and a bales of hay at the bottom of the hill before the pond. Many years later, when living in Chester, NJ for over 38 years, our boys were in Cub Scouts, and I ran into the Scout Master, I believe his name was Mel. He was elderly at the time and he shared to story of he and his wife owning Peapack Ski for many years. He chuckled as I told him my ski stories about learning to ski with my parents on that ski hill many years ago, and enjoying the hot dogs and hot chocolate they sold at the top of the hill. HE mentioned that he had to finally sell it to builders due to insurance costs back in the 80s. Such fond memories and it surely is a small world.
Patricia Raspa
LOVE IT!!!
Rene Idrovo
Always a great place to go just to be happy I love there food Great establishment the food is good as always I host and hostess is amazing just a great place my mother got there married maybe 58 years ago there at her wedding wow how time has gone and Always Great Pl., Joyce Lotto Madrid is a great businesswoman always with a big heart and a smile as her mother and her father was a great man psalmist dress is the one that has the business going are great burgers are great grill skills she’s amazing woman congratulations Kirks tavern for 90 years in the business going strong
Pottersville is named after the Potter family, Isaac, Sam etc. It was originally known as Lamington Falls, Lamington is the area by the church. You forgot the Mine Brook community which at one time was very large. Also the Mount Prospect area of Bernards. All of Bedminster was known as Peapack or the Peapack Tract before 1749….
Greg Toombs
Thanks for this, Brooks!
Barbara Pitney
The Rockabye railway stopped at Pitney Farm, Mendham, it was such an important farm.
Thank you Brooks it is always wonderful to read what touches on your wealth of information.
Janice Stenzel
Any information on Daniel Hollingshead after he sold this land? Where he might be buried? I am a descendant of his.
Martha (Noll) Guinivan
I love looking at all the old pictures! Thanks so much for sharing. I was there for many of them but some too young( hard to believe) !
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Carol Sutton Willadsen
We lived on Anne Casey and Diana Villa’s estate/farm. They were the granddaughters of Richard and Edith Gambrill of Vernon Manor Farm. The house Jackie rented on Highland Ave. was a gray ranch house. My husband and oldest son were up there a few times to fix things, Jackie very pleasant. One day the “Greek Mafia” as we called her bodyguards, came to our house at the farm. I was a bit nervous but all they wanted was a key my husband had to Jackie’s rental, she had misplaced hers.
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Scott Keeler
My mother’s late hairdresser and friend, Angie Popa of Peapack, told me years ago she met Jackie Onassis while waiting in line for a sandwich at the Copper Kettle in Peapack on a Saturday. She talked with her for a while and said Onassis ordered tomato soup. Ah, the simple things in life!
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Jane Manilych
Carol Sutton Willadsen Glad you replied! I too remember it being a ranch house and not at all imposing. A few years back I went to find the house, but the entrance had been changed and I for the life of me couldn’t find it! Is Matheny Drive the present day road name? I recall I just walked into a gated road from the train station and up to Tony and Diana Villas house. The Kennedy home was on the right, The Villas house near the quarry to the left. As for Diana Villa. What a character! I worked for her as a mother’s helper one summer for her 4 kids. The stories I could tell! They used to have a summer masquerade party and Malcolm Forbes would drive up on his motorcycle. I too have been to the Gambrill estate. I used to take the young granddaughter, Diana, age 6-7 to visit. Perhaps I even saw you or your husband? This would have been in 1971. The eldest son was at Harvard at the time.
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Karen Foyle
My mom (Louise Scheuerman) saw her one time in Batti’s in B-ville. She said she couldn’t figure why these men looked at her very steadily when she went in. Then she said she figured it out when she saw Jackie shopping. She also spotted her in the parking lot after shopping at Acme. She told me she wore white jeans and a dark turtleneck. She said she hopped into an expensive little car.
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Jeff Ralli
When my wife and I were first married we lived on Highland Avenue in Peapack. We ran into Jackie several times when we went into the small country store on Main Street. She would stop in there to buy coffee and cigarettes . Always a very composed lady.
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Maura Fairty Tierney
When I was 12 or so my friend Chrissy and I rode our bikes from Basking Ridge where we lived to Jackie’s house. This would have been around 1980. Chrissy’s cousin was taking care of Jackie’s horses. Jackie obviously wasn’t home and someone, I think it was a woman, let Chrissy and I inside the home. I remember it had a cozy country feel. One room – like a mud room or closed in porch had about 10 pairs of riding boots. We even went into her bedroom and her closet! I remember looking at the family pictures on the wall.
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Thomas King
Took care of her horses while working at Fox Chase Stables….Both my brother Bob and l spent 4 years with her….got to do many different jobs for her, including grooming at horse shows, taking her and her horses to hunt with the Essex Hunt…we also served at parties at Waterloo Village which was owned by the same man that owned Fox Chase Stables. She was always nice and fun to be around….her horses, Winchester and Surdan were nice horses… and of course the two ponies, Macaroni and Leprechaun were the best. Met A. Onassis a few times. Always a good tipper….It was a great time in my life…
Jim vilade
In the 60s remnants of the track was still there, we always called it the sand pits. We would drive cars that were on their last legs up there, and run them around the track till they died then leave them there. There were probably 30 or 40 cars up there before they developed that property. If you needed a part for your car, you could usually find it at the sand pits
Lorrie Lane
This was an excellent read! So grateful to learn about Mr. Terry.
Lars Tribus
Spent so many days up there on my bicycle. The place was unreal. Fueled my passion for cycling and ended up making a career out of racing mountain bikes, in a VERY large part,due to the Sand Pit.
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Willie Dade
Many old junk cars rusting away on the hill. Our access was from Washington Av. After 287 was done we would walk to the top of the embankment that was built for the highway and sit there enjoying the view of the Great Swamp and the Watchung Mts. We could watch the commercial jets from
Newark Airport just after they took off until they flew over Basking Ridge. Plus once in a while watch a biplane doing aerobatics over the swamp.
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John Raue
Grew up on North Finley right across from the ‘sand pits’ as we called it. I would walk up the hill right across from my house. A group of us kids would meet up to play paint ball on the weekends in the summer in the late 90’s. Also ride bikes on the trails and in the green acres property on the other end of Conkling St too. Fun times.
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Carol Tiger Todd
My girlfriend Donna, had a boyfriend that lived very close by. We snuck out and met at the “Sand Pit”, where his Dad caught us at 2:00 in the morning! Don’t think that makes history but it sure was a memory!!!!
Bill O'Day
Like Lars said, the “Sand Pits” as they were called in the early 80’s were epic! I remember walking our BMX bikes up the main trail and moving out of the way when we heard the older kids flying up on their dirt bikes. Once you got close to the top there was an awesome area what we called ” the U jump” that we would ride back and forth all day long. Not sure how deep it was but if my teenage mind serves me correctly it was like 15-20 feet deep. Then when we all got a little older and bought dirt bikes that could handle the “Hill Climb” we all worked our skills on that. You had to get a running start next to the tracks just to keep traction and make the climb. The older kids with more powerful dirt bikes would fly up this and hit the strategically grown tree root that would at as a lip of the jump and catapult them very high in the air! Very fond memories of the Sand Pits!
Jimbo
Cape May County is home to 9 to 12 sand pits.
Meg (Geier) Costello
I along with my husband and brother went for our 1st ride in a 4 sitter Cesna spring of 1976 to view my parents farm (now the Farmstead Arts Association) from above. The airport staff put us with a pilot who had just been hired and we crashed into the second ridge, totally the plane and injuring all 4 of us.
Paulette Audria
Harbourton School, it’s on the corner of Harbourton Pennington Road and Harbourton in Hopewell Township, New Jersey. Last I saw it was still red. It is privately owned. I did go to school there along with all my brothers and sisters in 1950s and 1960s.
George Lee III
No mention of the July 1961 fire that destroyed “Dunliegh” at the top of Mine Mount road in Bernardsville. Burned for 3 days, and my grandmother perished in it.
John C. Lubarsky
I am so happy someone finally made an article about the “Sand Pits!” MAN does this bring back memories! The climb up to them from Washington (and having to move over for dirt bikes), The “U” jump and log…The place was basically like a giant figure “8” with two 15-20 ft deep half pipes with “tabletops” so you could just fly up and onto/over one, make a loop around some trees and dive down into the second pipe, rinse and repeat. I had my first kiss at the Pits in 7th grade! Wrote a girl I liked a note and passed it to her in class (remember passing notes?!) at William Annin (which my brother and I rode to school from Manchester Drive most days, because we wanted to hit the Pits as soon as dismissal bell rang out) and set up the whole romantic gesture with her. When the bell ring, we both biked over to the sand pits and my nerves were tested with every step up the hill to the jumps. We kissed, and it was a moment forever etched in my mind. A few seconds later I thought I heard paintball guns going off, and went to investigate…or maybe I just used that as an excuse to congratulate and compose myself LOL. The Sand Pits was the type of place that kids just knew about, experienced and closely guarded. It was the type of place we need more of in today’s world of overdevelopment. It was our version of The Sandlot.
Michael J Dobrzelecki
Michael J Dobrzelecki
Story 4- Back in the 1970s, McGoverns’s tiny kitchen was usually manned by an older Irish lady named Mary. Her brogue was so thick, you could cut it with a knife and spread it on Irish soda bread. Now, Mary could be a bit abrupt at times, but that was usually a result of how self-entitled yuppies or other self-absorbed individuals treated her, giving special orders on how they wanted their food prepared – big mistake. She let them have it with both barrels cutting them down to size in a nano-second. The people she liked, however, were treated with TLC. She was especially fond of the Rutgers and NJIT students who frequented McGovern’s to get something to eat as well as drink. I knew that I could get a full dinner there for a measly $3, and with funds being limited during my college years because my father passed away a month before I graduated high school, McGovern’s was a godsend. And when Mary brought me my plate, she always had a kind thing to say, and I felt like she was treating me like I was part of her family – and in a way I was, and so were many other urban college kids in Newark that discovered the wonders of McGovern’s. If there was ever a candidate for “Official Grandmother of McGoverns”, Mary would be the runaway choice, IMHO.
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Jaynor Diaz
The fact that the old McGoverns was able to attract people to the bar is a testament to how good it is… because it was not super inviting… new building just works better for attracting people to the bar
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Arlette Cascella
I remember McGoverns. Had a job in the Hall of Records downtown. In my 30’s met people from the West Ward, Vailsburg. First time I met anyone who changed their last name to sound more American. Being from the North Ward, didn’t know people that changed their last name. (.lots of Italians)
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Bob Gonzalez
What happened at McGoverns stays at McGoverns
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Roy Persson
McGovern’s Tavern, on St.Paddy’s day, was a magical, joyful and memorable event.
Peace and good will to you and all who visited this hallowed establishment.
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Bobby O’Conchobhair
I been drinking in there since September 1986 after getting hired as a Newark cop. My parents met there in the 60’s. I unfortunately met my ex there in the 90’s. Have been going there several times a week since 1986 except during the renovation period.
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Don Hebert
I remember one St. Paddy’s Day when a mounted police officer rode his horse into the bar area.
Michael J Dobrzelecki
Michael J Dobrzelecki
First went to McG’s in 1973 when I started at Rutger’s Newark and joined Tau Delta Phi Fraternity, and have a lot of memories of this fine Irish pub. Here’ a couple: On Wednesday nights back in the 1970s & 1980s, Scully let the St. Columcille United Gaelic Pipe Band, headed up then by Pat McGonigal, practice in the back room. Around 11 or 11:15pm the band would march out around the square bar once, then settle in by the kitchen side and do a set of 3 or 4 songs. I’m sure that the sound level well-exceeded the the OSHA recommended 85 dba at 3ft, but nobody was worried about that – the crowd loved the pipes! I used to bring my dates there as a test – some gals loved it – others not so much. If she didn’t love bagpipe music, I’d be looking for another woman shortly thereafter. I brought one pretty gal from work on a regular basis, and she has been my wife for 37 years now. Pat McGonigal played at my wedding.
Michael J Dobrzelecki
You need to check out “The Deep Inn” acorss the street from East Side HS in the Ironbound for your next topic. The bar used to be Rucki’s Polish Funeral Home, was one of the final 10 candidates for Best Bar in New Jersey before the pandemic and that’s just for starters.
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Ed Trowbridge
Way back when, they cut through the sand pits “mountain” to build 287, that winter we snow winged down the hill, from the top, down to the bottom of where the road bed was. It was an incredible angle and a long ride.
The speed was beyond belief and extremely dangerous. It really is something of a miracle nobody was killed.
But, “what a ride!”
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Michael Allen
If you walked the tracks toward Bernardsville there was a path on the left that went up the hill and led to the sand pit, We were too young to drive and/or deposit any beaters up there. We did come up with a couple of grand plans to get one running.
Trevor Hoeckele
What a nice man. He gave me a baseball years back. I remember his den was stacked with boxes of new baseballs. He signed for everyone. Humbling for sure.
Judy Ambrose Ewald
Not sure but he was a dear friend of my dad’s. For Dad’s 60th, Bobby hitched a bat to a golf club and hung things like Geritol from it. Wish we still had it!
Dianne Guibord DiVanna
Bobby Thomson’s daughter, Nancy Mitchell, lives here on Skidaway Island in Savannah. We used to play on the same tennis team here at The Landings so I am absolutely gobsmacked to read that she had lived in Basking Ridge when we were kids. Have lots to talk about next time I run into her at Krogers!
Anita Holmes -
I attended the fair from the late ’50s until 1970.
My father was one of the organizers for the Bishop Janes men’s group’s candy booth. It was fun going with him to Morristown to order the candy. The cases were stored on our cellar stairs. He let me pick out 25 cents worth of candy (Most candy bars were just a nickle then, a few candies were less). It was amazing how far I could make a quarter go.
Some years, local amateur radio “Hams” had a booth. Might’ve been the local Civil Defense organization. My mom was a member. Their hand-operated generator was a hit.
I adored the book sale. I’d get a bonus allowance of $5 to spend and came home with armloads of books.
My mother got a treadle sewing machine for $10 at the auction. It’s what I learned to sew on.
One year, I entered our beagle Sock in the dog show. He rolled in poop right before the start. I still remember some older kids (I might’ve been 7 or 8) laughing hysterically at the dog who’d obviously made his own memories that weekend.
Lindsay Kielley
We loved playing Somerset Hills, as guests of Mike and Margie Gottscho. Our children also enjoyed many a snow day sledding off the back of the clubhouse with Mrs. Gottscho, who was quite the daredevil. Our kids were also introduced to tennis on the lovely grass courts there. We eventually joined Roxiticus, and very much enjoyed being members there. SHCC
is a beautiful place to play, and a wonderful environment after golf.
Kit Law
Greetings!
My son is in the Coast Guard and is retiring. I would like to make a banner for his retirement celebration. I truly like the Eagle tall ship photo on your website. May I use it for creating the banner?
I would be very appreciative and thankful if you allow me to use it.
Kit
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If you are looking for a real banner, you have to contact the appropriate town. If you’d like a virtual version, we’d need you to send in your email address, details and photo. Thanks for writing.
Deborah Lewis
I just found a postcard that is postmarked May 27,1907. It came from a man who I think may have stayed there. Just finding out some of the history. The man’s name on the postcard is Lionel Kristeller, Washington House, Basking Ridge NJ. I’d love to know more of the history of this place. Thanks, Deb
Hello, we are mid restoration of our 1919 AB Mack. Could you tell me where I could get the proper nameplate for the side if the cab. Is someone reproducing them?
Chris Dwyer
Is there any mention of a beacon being placed on hi tor mountain in haverstraw? I’ve read multiple websites saying they used that point for a beacon because of its elevation above the Hudson.
Elena Wong
I have reviewed William Wong and Judy Yung books published by you.
I would be interested in submitting a proposal to you. Before I do so, would you send me
information on how to obtain permission for the use of photos, including an release forms. Some of the pictures have been handed down to friends and family and others
in the orphanage collection. Lastly, what permission is needed from newspaper archives?
Marissa Sladek
My house was apparently a one room schoolhouse in Stockton, NJ.
Bruce H Tapley
Well, my brother, Paul has many more interesting quotes than me, but it was me who was quoted in the article. And rather than call me a retired firefighter, it should be more like retired bartender… – Bruce H. Tapley
They are still there! They are hidden in the side grasses.
Ed Bergmann
I grew up in Madison and remember flying in a friends C170B roughly 1968-1974, and nearly purchased a zero timed T craft parked near it.
I also remember the jetport fiasco. One little known by product was that a group like PITA somehow got hunting banned on much of the land involved. The result was the deer herd exploded and disease spread like wildfire. After a few years, the state allowed hunters to cull deer. Normally a hunter got 1 or 2 deer tags a year. The first year of the cull, a hunter would bring his deer to a weigh station. If the deer was sick, it was destroyed and the hunter got another tag. This continued until the hunter got a healthy deer. One year my brother shot 7 deer before he got a healthy one.
Teresa Covell
There is a postcard of Echo Lake, Pluckemin in Steck’s Deli. Where is Echo Lake or where was it and what happened to it?
Kathy Becker
Reinholds Bakery in Waldwick, NJ makes THE BEST Crumb Cake ever!
Paul Anderson
David Burkes Dixie Lee Bakery. In Keansburg nj. Also try the coconut buns.
E. K. Schafhauser
My Father was a patient at Lyons Hospital from 1964 to 1986. I bused him there for those years as a child and young adult..
Lou Arnold
B & W all the way!
Rosemary Claeys
Pacanack Bakery, Route 23 North, Wayne, NJ has 70% crumb to 30% cake. It is old fashioned and scrumptious. It’s the only place I go for crumb cake as all others disappoint. They don’t have a website. They have a Facebook page and the profile picture is their crumb cake.
Leonardo
What’s with you guys, Dickie Dees was the original Italian hotdog place never abandoned Newark. Still same location for 96 years. Former Newarker.
I’m 78 years old I used to live in Newark New Jersey and Irvington and we used to go to Jimmy Buff’s when I was 10-15 years old every Friday night that was our dinner treat to this day Jimmy Buff’s has the best hot dog anywhere on this planet we make our own Jimmy buff hot dogs they’re not as good but they’re pretty good that’s the closest thing we can come to get in the Jimmy Buff hot dog. Once you have a Jimmy buff hot dogs from their store you’ll never want to eat anywhere else
David Boaté
I made it into this article (thank you Brooks Betz) on the JOLLY TROLLEY! Not only was I, as well as my parents, a BIG fan, but I also had the fortune of working there in 1980 and ‘81.
Some old engineering text books of my Grandfather Edward Boaté made it on to the shelves in the room behind the bar.
Keith Gibbons
I have a picture of my Jolley Trolley softball jersey. Please tell me how to post.
Barbara
While at the Bernards Library I picked up the information about our flag and found your website today. I am wondering if the flags are for sale so they can be displayed at our home. I had no idea Basking Ridge had its own flag and reading the history was very interesting. Thanks for your interest in our community. Barbara
I am the grandson of William Beatty… my mother Jane often reminisced fondly about her time in the castle and her father. I now live in Alaska but someday I would love to visit. Thank you for the article. Scott Branham
Thanks for writing. What did you think about our story about the Annins?
Brooks Betz
Susan Secondo
My daughter’s great great grandparents were Susie and Anthony Kuser – her great grandmother was Brooke Astor.
Ken Dier
There was a drag strip between mcGuire AFB and Fort Dix. I think it was on an old airport runnway or road. When I was in basic training the summer of 1969, we would watch them once in a while. I think it was just a place to try out your car.
Ted Taylor
What’s required for a Images of America title, ie Duarte to be digitized and be available in Kindle format?
Thanks.
Ted Taylor
Celestino
My Godparents were the caretakers of the Peapack home, from the 70’s to the 90’s.
I enjoyed spending time there. It was a very understated home. Simple but elegant.
A few things that I remember about the estate. The art books and classical music records in the living room. The gas pump by the side of the garage. I read that it was installed by the Secret Service. The small swimming pool with chicken wire around it.
I also remember the horse barn down the road from the property. On the other side of the road after turning right out of the estate. My cousin had a horse there, if I remember correctly.
A resident wrote and asked if they can also work with the Basking Ridge Garden Club to plant in town as a gift to their 100th anniversary. PM me if interested and I’ll connect you. Otherwise, just planting in your front yard works too. Do it soon though. The ground is getting hard 🙂
We are looking for any early year photos if people have to share. Please drop us an email at [email protected] if you have any. Thanks!
Duggan Collier
Hi, want to let you know of a correction for this piece. The first photograph in fact is looking north, not south. The image shows skiers being pulled up the hill in a southerly direction. The EL is to the right and 206 to the left.
I grew up in Basking Ridge, currently in Chester, and skied the hill in the late ‘70s.
Peter Blood
My 7th great grandfather, James McCoy (1688-1747), died near Bound Brook at age 59. He was the first elder of the Bound Brook Presbyterian Church when it formed in 1738. His will says he resided “between the first and second mountains in Somerset Co.” Is that closest to Bernard? His will names wife Mary and daughters Margaret, Sarah, and Elizabeth McCoy, plus two slaves. Like him, his first wife Sarah (1693-1744) was buried in the Old Presbyterian Graveyard in Bound Brook. Her stone is the oldest there. I know little else about them. I do not know his parents or where he resided during his first 50 years of life. Can you tell me anything about him? Was he among the earliest settlers of the county? Might he have come from New Brunswick NJ since the Bound Brook church was formed from the New Brunswick Presbyterian church? Can you suggest any leads?
Geoff Shrewsbury
Great Article and it brought back tons of memories. I was a line boy there around 1959 to 1961. At the time the airport was owned by Harry Calvin, a Pan Am Flight Engineer. He leased the airport to Rick Decker, who had previously managed Westfield Airport. Rick had a flight school, maintenance facility, and air taxi at Somerset Hills. This included a Twin Beech, D-18. A big bird for Somerset Hills. I was offered flying lessons for pay. After one lesson, I was not interested at the time. I caught the bug later, however, and became rated on 727,747, 757, 767, L-1011, Helicopter, Instrument Helicopter, Sea Plane, and Glider. Now retired, I truly thank Rick Decker and everyone that I came in contact with at Somerset Hills Airport for exposing me to aviation and the great career that I had.
Frank Sadlowski
Hojo’s was the best! There was one in Garden City Park, N.Y. 11040 on Long Island. Ah such a good Memory….
Patsy Motter Nies
I’ve been a North Dakotan for 53 years; right now on Maui. Every Christmas Eve means the Carol Sing no matter how long I’ve been away from home (BHS ’60). You have NO idea how much your live broadcast means to this expat and I’m sure many others. Thank you so very much for this. Of course I remember Mr Carswell leading us in song.
Mark Reisinger
Greetings and Happy New Year – I happened across this site because I was trying to find information regarding the builder/s of the AT&T buildings. My Uncle Ernest J. Reisinger was a builder and I have vague information connecting him to this complex. He built most or all of our neighborhood on Fairview Drive (We moved west in 1952), and I recently learned he was somehow involved with the AT&T site. Do you have any information or suggestions how I might proceed to find more information about him and his business?
My Best
Mark
Karen Larkin
Millicent Fenwick was my idol. She greeted everyone warmly with a smile. She was a true woman of knowledge, grace and elegance. I’m quite sure I was the first one to adorn her with a scarf. Someone removed it the next day. I love seeing her remembered and decorated regularly.
Dennis G Maida Jr
Just came across your article and need some clarification. Is the Sky Top tower 295ft tall? I cannot seem to locate a true height of the structure.
AT&T sold its Basking Ridge, N.J. headquarters to Peapack, N.J.-based Pharmacia Corp. for $200 million. The campus, featuring 1.3 million sq. ft. of office space, is located on 140 acres of property, in Basking Ridge, New Jersey. It was then sold to Verizon Wireless.
Judy Willson Davies
Thank you. Pfizer merged with Pharmacia in 2003. (My husband worked for Pfizer in Groton/New London, CT as did my father in Maywood, NJ.) I grew up in Basking Ridge from 1969 through 1979. My parents lived there until 2004.
Barbara Ives
I also attended Harbourton School for a couple of years in the early ’60s. I loved it then and with hindsight realise how fortunate I was to have the experience of a small school, especially with creative teachers like Mrs. Bramble and Mr. Carver. I’m happy to have ‘found’ it again through this project! If I can find any photos of the time, I will submit them.
Barbara Ives
Re Harbourton Elementary School: Google Maps shows it as 1501 Harbourton Rocktown Road, and it was indeed still red as of 4 months ago 🙂
Emily
My father worked in the building from 1983 to 1998 (as a child, I remember going there for the Christmas office party each year; we would always walk around and make our way to the waterfall and massive fireplaces). I work as an architectural historian and have wondered about it over the years, so I was really happy to come across this post.
I’d love to know more about the choice of architect/designer, what he said about some of the design choices made, and how he worked with AT&T. Interesting to me that they picked a Philly design firm and not NY. And despite working for Kling and on other big projects, it looks like Barthold’s legacy is very much tied to this complex – it’s mentioned in the first line of his obituary!
Ericka Morgan
I am a docent at James Monroe’s Birthplace, and an amateur historian who has studied Monroe’s live in great detail. Interestingly, there is no mention of anyone named Nannie Brown in the life stories of James Monroe. I also take offense to the statement that Monroe was a “school dropout” and a “farm hand”. James Monroe was home taught until he was enrolled by his parents in the highly respected school run by Archibald Campbell, here in Westmoreland County, Virginia. James Monroe attended Campbell’s school with his life long friend John Marshall, fourth chief justice of the United States. Monroe attended Campbell’s school until his father’s death in 1772. He started at William and Mary in 1774, when his Uncle Joseph Jones enrolled him. Monroe never returned to the family farm, and never worked there as a “farm hand”. He did leave William and Mary after he and his classmates seized weapons from the Governor’s palace in 1775. Soon after, Monroe went on to fight in the Battle of Trenton, beginning his military career. So the fifth president was never a school dropout as you called him. But maybe you are not really interested in the facts of James Monroe?
Thanks for writing. When you leave school the term “drop out” is a commonly used term. Whether he was home schooled was not the point. The point is he left school and joined the military. But I see your point and made the revision. The intent of the story was not his education, but that he was the one noted “wounded soldier” that was taken under the wing of Lord Stirling in Basking Ridge.
S.Morgan
According to Ancestry.com, my grandfather died at this hospital in 1933. He was at the battle of Chateau Thierry and Vasle River, and was gassed. My father was born (illegitimately) in 1929, never knew his father (big family secret). I can’t find grandfather’s death certificate on Ancestry and would love to know his cause of death. I have a copy of a Veteran’s Compensation application which stated his time and place of death; that’s how I know where he died. I’m especially curious now that I see this hospital admitted psych patients.
Historic Faircourt Mansion Asks $12 Million In Bernardsville, New Jersey –
What’s old is new again at Faircourt, a Tuscan-inspired villa built for a wealthy industrialist in the late 1800s in the borough of Bernardsville, New Jersey.
Set on about 13 acres, the mansion in the Somerset Hills was reconfigured in 1916 to include such details as ornate woodwork, gilded ceilings and marble floors. The years-long renovation is the result of the labors of New York-based architect Annabelle Selldorf and interior designer Matthew Frederick. Period details in the entrance hall, living room, dining room and library have been refurbished including decorative plasterwork, oak paneling, Spanish tile and elaborate ceilings.
A tennis court, heated saltwater pool, three-hole putting green, lawn, gardens and an orchard with 72 peach, pear, apple and cherry trees complete the treed grounds.
I was in the Derby three years running in the mid-69’s in Point Pleasant Beach, NJ. I still have the helmet dated 1968, but at this point I don’t know which of the three years it was from – probably the last. My best finish was third, I think in the second year. I remember there were a LOT of cars from the Ocean County area, but I was the only kid from Brick Township who was ever in it, even though all my friends loved racing my cars down the small hill on our dead-end street.
Jack Baudistel
I grew up in Scotch Plains in the 60’s and always visited the Trolley when home from college and later when I was in the Navy! This was a great way to see old highschool friends with new friends. We also went to the Old Straw Hat on Route 22. I still make that shrimp and egg salad today with my own secret dressing! You
Brooks Betz
Thanks for writing and we’ve added the Old Littleton Schoolhouse to the map.
I grew up in New Jersey and was the designated stamp lickerer in the family. Like many, we had a kitchen junk drawer where the stamps went. I was probably 11 and remember being so excited to go to the redemption center and get a baseball glove. I can’t remember where the redemption center was but we lived in Bridgewater.
You’re readers may be excited to know that the brand is back with a modern twist. In 2021 I acquired the brand and we are in the process of gearing up to launch with a fun contest. It’s early but if anyone wants to join us at greenstampsforgood.com we’ll throw in 1000 stamps so you’ll be ready when things pop in your area.
Bill Maher
I remember when a competing company introduced “Plaid Stamps”. Some retailers began to offer both, especially gas stations. At a time when most customers paid with cash it presented a problem for station attendants to juggle cash, change and two books of stamps. Add a windy day and it was a circus.
Brooks Betz
Our non-profit is based in The Basking Ridge Bernardsville Bridgewater area and would love top partner with you. Bernardsville is also turning 100 in 2024 so there’s a connection. Best of luck on the relaunch.
richard
Does anyone remember the name of the old South Bound Brook bowling alley NJ torn down? I was a pin spoter back in the day.
William Pandos
Thank you for decorating our lives for 100 years! You are all an enduring bouquet that blooms throughout our beautiful town. Thank you with heartfelt gratitude.
When the Van Dorn Mill grain house was moved across the road (Rt 202) by William Childs, my grandfather, Samuel Allen, a builder living on S.Finley Ave. helped with this historic move. Following the move, my uncle, Wallace Childs, turned the building into a restaurant
called the Old Mill Inn. As a child, I enjoyed many delicious meals there with my family, especially the Chicken Maryland! In more recent years the restaurant became The Grain House, and the Old Mill Inn name lives on as the big inn/ hotel across the big parking lot.
Gail OPACITY
I was wondering if you could do a program on your book to present at our luncheon on March 15 at 12pm at Sonny G’s, 2 South Ave., Cranford for our Wednesday Morning Club. Please let me know if you are available and your fee. Thanks, Gail Opacity 908-276-5195
Michael Duffy
I use to be a regular Sunday night visitor and always saw Jimmy Howard participated in the dance in back room with my buddies from Vailsburg. I met my wife there in 1958 and married in 1960. Come back as much as possible on our anniversary and are celebrating again with our visit February 28th. We are married 63 years February 27th. It is always great to see or talk to Bill Scully who we have known for so long. He is a true friend and always has been there for the Irish. God bless Frank McGovern , Jimmy Howard and Bill for bringing happiness and Irish life to us all. Carry on the torch nephew’s and success to you.
Thank you for the very informative Basking Ridge essay. My 7th great grandfather was Alexander Kirkpatrick and you did a very nice spotlight on him and his family. His wife’s name was Elizabeth but we have not been able to find her maiden name…any ideas where to look? Does she have a tombstone in Basking Ridge Presbyterian Graveyard next to Alexander?
Eileen Farrell
Missing from McGovern’s article re: Frank McGovern’s siblings, here they are……I am his sister Mary Ellen’s daughter: Frank : born May 1902, died November 1989
Thomas: born June 1903, died July 1969
Edward: born April 1905, died March 1980
Mary Ellen: born, July 1906, died January 1945
Margaret: born December 1908, died January 1999
Elizabeth: born April 1912, died August 1961
Patrick: born May 1915, died August 1987
Theresa: born April 1918, died March 1993
Frederick: born October 1920, died September 1949
How awesome are you. Be there Friday for St. Patrick’s Day?
Earl P. Williams, Jr.
I am thrilled that New Jersey’s Gift to America — July 4 Celebration — 2023, Middlebrook, New Jersey, will honor N.J. Continental Congressman Francis Hopkinson, the “Father of the Stars and Stripes.”
Earl P. Williams, Jr., U.S. flag historian (paleovexillologist)
Therese Boulanger
I am Frank McGovern’s niece Therese, Margaret’s daughter. Maura Scully was indeed Franks niece. Maura’s father was Edward. Thank you cousin Eileen Farrell for sharing the family history. Happy St Patrick’s Day to all☘️
Joe Conlon
I met my future wife there in the fall of 1955 at the corner table diagonal from the bandstand. She was a beautiful Italian girl who stole my heart at first glance. We were married 50 years when she died at 74. I never met a suitable replacement.
Carol Spisak Holmstrom
My son was friends with Gordon and he came for an overnight at our summer cottage on Greenwood Lake. He was a very sweet boy and his parents were just great. I remember feeling so sad when they lost Bill. I’m happy to hear they are all doing well.
Karolyn Burger Nilsen
Those who were privileged to be invited to any of the birthday parties will never tell! So too we’re the endless “barn”parties when we were in high school and college….
Josh
There was a home – maybe even IN Bound Brook – which was a former monastery that had a bowling alley.
I remember it was east of Somerville, and was either on or directly off a road that was the same name of a main road in Somerville (I got lost driving there in 1992).
A follower wrote wondering if there was a connection between Edward Hunt Talamge, a Bernardsville Mountain landowner and Madeline Astor. Yes they were related.
Edward Hunt Talmage was born 25 Nov 1867 in Brooklyn, New York.
He lived on the Bernardsville Mountain / Mendham Township, Morris, New Jersey, United States in 1900 and Mendham, Morris, New Jersey, United States in 1910. Bernardsville Mountain – Edward Taylor Hunt Talmage purchased property in 1894. He was a horseman and judge and a founder of the Somerset Hills Country (golf) Club. Also, there’s
Woodmere Farms in Bernardsville, a four hundred acre farm that ran from Bernardsville Road to Talmage Road in Mendham. Their former house/estate became the Gill School until 1940. In addition to Talmage Road there is also a Prentice Lane.
BIRTH 25 Nov 1867, DEATH 5 Oct 1922 (aged 54)
BURIAL – Green-Wood Cemetery, Brooklyn, Kings County (Brooklyn), New York, US
Madeleine Talmage Astor Dick (born Force, formerly Fiermonte) (June 19th, 1893 – March 27th, 1940)
Socialite. Madeleine made quite a stir as the second wife of Colonel John Jacob Astor. The union was short-lived as the couple was torn apart by the Titanic disaster of 1912. Her mother was Katherine Arvilla Talmage Force. Her father was Tunis VanPelt Talmage.
Tunis VanPelt Talmage
BIRTH 24 Jul 1832, DEATH 28 Nov 1909 (aged 77)
BURIAL Green-Wood Cemetery Brooklyn, Kings County (Brooklyn), New York, USA
Christine
Think Golden Boy should be returned to NYC where he started out (or NJ) & definitely not Texas. A NY landmark of a once great Company.
Mary Ann Bieksza
Did u forget the Presby Iris Gardens in Upper Montclair?
I was proud to work at AT&T headquarters several times during my 12 year career which started in Dallas, Texas and took me to Morristown N.J. (the first AT&T Marketing Division office) and then onto Basking Ridge HQ on Maple.
During that time, we were instrumental in transitioning the “OLD Bell System” (with its engineering & manufacturing mentality) -to- the “NEW Bell System” (with a Sales & Market Driven focus)………i.e. the “new” Bell Marketing System.
It was not only a privilege to work at HQ, but an honor to work with the world’s most successful communications company. So sad to see it’s “breakdown” and to know that Verizon ended-up in OUR offices!
The Baskin Ridge area of New Jersey was a great place to LIVE and WORK.
Carol are you related to the Sutton’s that came to Peapack in the early to middle of the 1900s. They lived in Hunterdon County, and had a farm and horses.
Mr. Local HIstory Project
Found this fun reference on FB: For an inspiring picture book telling her story, check out “Secret Engineer: How Emily Roebling Built the Brooklyn Bridge” for ages 5 to 9 at https://www.amightygirl.com/secret-engineer.
For adult readers, Emily Warren Roebling’s story is also told in David McCullough’s “The Great Bridge: The Epic Story of the Building of the Brooklyn Bridge” at https://amzn.to/3sWpy4J
Hmmm – maybe the Kusar’s had something to do with Roebling moving to Bville – In 1906, Anthony Kuser and two of his brothers, his twin, John L., and Rudolph, attended the New York Automobile Show held at the iconic Madison Square Garden, designed by architect Stanford White and located on Madison Square from 1890 to 1925. The Kusers and the Roeblings, who also attended the show, were quite taken by the cars hand made by fellow Trentonian William Walter, a Swiss-born manufacturer of confectionery machinery. Several of the Kusers and Roeblings bought Walter’s cars and soon organized and invested in the new Walter Automobile Company, using a partially built brewery building the Kusers owned in Hamilton Township as the new company’s factory. Three years later, Anthony and John Kuser and brothers Ferdinand and Charles Roebling organized the Mercer Automobile Company, as the successor to the Walter firm. The high-quality, lightweight Mercer “Raceabouts” soon put Mercer (which also manufactured touring and other model cars) into the national spotlight after winning a number of important automobile races.
Brooks Betz
On May 27, 1937, San Francisco’s Golden Gate Bridge was opened to the public for the first time for “Pedestrian Day,” marking the start of the weeklong “Golden Gate Bridge Fiesta” held to celebrate its completion. Thank you Roeblings for all that “Roebling cable.”
Brooks Betz
Donald Roebling (November 15, 1908–1959) (John and Margaret’s son) was an eccentric twentieth century American philanthropist and inventor. He is most famous for inventing the amtrac in 1937, which he originally intended to be a hurricane rescue device. The United States Navy awarded Roebling a Certificate of Achievement in recognition of “exceptional accomplishment” for his invention, dubbed the Roebling Alligator. In 1948, he received the Medal of Merit from President Harry S. Truman, “for exceptionally meritorious conduct in the performance of outstanding service to the United States.” He was the great-grandson of John A. Roebling and the grandson of Colonel Washington A. Roebling, who respectively designed and built the Brooklyn Bridge.
Doug Dobbs
John R. II, so Dobbs family legend goes, used to walk down from Boulderwood to my grandfather’s (Joe Dobbs) office on Dayton St. and sit and chat with him. When strolling his estate he would sometimes wear a fedora hat with the top cut out and a little pie tin put in it’s place. The birds would come down and eat bird seed out of it. And it’s said that when folks came to picnic on his estate, if he was nearby that he’d pick up and move away so they could enjoy their picnic in peace.
My brother Steve says that Grandpa was the business agent for the Roeblings, and with my cousin Joe Jr’s involvement in the break up and sale of the estate there may be some truth to that.
As a young boy the first time I ever remember seeing a peacock I was on the back roof of the Roebling place and one spotted me up there and let out a scream. I remember I dropped my hammer and thought a woman was screaming. All of Dad’s carpenters there got a good laugh and told me that the peacocks were the estate security system. They’d let out a shriek if they didn’t know you.
I have no insight into why Roeblings came to Bernardsville that I can recall. My dad (Harold Dobbs) might have known, but he’s been gone since 2001. There were a lot of questions I would like to ask him about the business and his role in the area, but never got to take that ride around the Hills with him and a camcorder. 🙁 All the business records were tossed when Dad shut down the business (Dobbs Builders and Harold J. Dobbs, Inc.) in the late 70’s.
You might look up my cousin W. Barry Thomson, he’s done a lot of research on the local estates and something might have turned up that didn’t make it into one of the books.
I haven’t researched any of that history beyond my own recollections, but there they are for better or worse. 🙂
Doug Dobbs
The family telegraph is humming 🙂 I got an email from my cousin, Marcia Dobbs Hanle, and she said, “I have a book, The Builders of the Bridge, by D. B. Steinman, copyrights 1945, 1950, which has a business-size card that says, “Mrs. John A. Roebling, Boulderwood, Bernardsville, New Jersey” paperclip to it. On the title page, she wrote, “Ellsworth Dobbs, Builder of Houses, from Helen Price Roebling, October 9, 1956.”
Her grandfather was my dad’s brother, Ellsworth Dobbs. She hasn’t read the book yet but said she’d like to. Apparently it’s got some history in it that might bear on this question of “why Bernardsville?” I’ll keep you posted.
Mr. Local HIstory Project
On an infamous November night in 1921, a burglar broke into Faircourt, the luxurious Tuscan-style villa owned by multimillionaire Colonel Anthony R. Kuser in New Jersey’s hunt country, and chloroformed the entire household. Among the robber’s victims was the homeowner’s teenage daughter-in-law, the future philanthropist Brooke Astor, who was relieved of $13,000 worth of jewelry, including the sapphire engagement ring on her finger. The thief, called a “clever Raffles” by The New York Times, was never caught, but the Kusers may have taken some comfort in the paper’s description of the estate as “one of the show places of New Jersey.”
Monica Boucher-Romano
How nostalgic! I worked at the HoJo’s in Springfield, NJ in the late 70s! Just hate to see them go – they are a part of history! Met some awesome folks in that part of Jersey!
Joe Kopeck
Back in the early 1960’s at Wildwood’s Sportland Pier on the Boardwalk was their famous Motordrome. Known as the “Wall of Death” Motorcycles would run inside a huge barrel structure on the inside wall ( going on a really high speed). On the outside of the motordrome to attract customers they had a guy on a megaphone calling people to come in with either a male or female motorcyclists dressed like WW 1 aviators standing on a motorcycle that was raised above the ground to be stationary and the motor running at hi speed. It was worth a buck to climb the steps with everyone and stand around the top of the wall and watch the motorcycles go round and around. My best memories of NJ.
Joe
Fun fact for the Jolly Trolley. Jolly Trolley Las Vegas, was the Center Fold Casino. I helped remodel it into Jolly Trolley. Peter DeLamos, named it Jolley Trolley. Just for luck.
Lonnie Wootton
Having lived in Liberty Corner on Lyons Rd for 40 yrs , from the late 60s , I can tell you that Irwin was a daily part of our lives . We then had little boxes at the small PO and picked up our mail daily as LC had no mail delivery. We had to pay for our boxes or pay Basking Ridge to deliver to us at the street address . Hardly seemed fair as BR didn’t have to pay for boxes or mail delivery. Didn’t seem fair to Irwin either as he was in the little PO in conversation with Miss Rita about this injustice . But he always said hello and was extra nice to my den of cub scouts when we went to the farm to see “the production of maple syrup “. Such wonderful history you produced here . Thank you
Mike Dillon
One place I heard about a long time ago,definitely on my bucket list
Brooks Betz
They’d love to see you. Memberships available!
Doug Dobbs
I grew up in Bedminster Twp. and when we’d go to Morristown shopping we’d often take “the back way” through Mendham and Jockey Hollow. The road in those days went right past Tempe Wick house, which is now bypassed. My mother would often tell the story of Tempe Wick and that area.
The name Jockey Hollow was just a name for a hollow in the hills, much as the Appalachians refer to a “Holler.’ I don’t know where the “Jockey” part of the name came from. I would suspect a link between the Wickes love of horses and the name though.
My ancestor, Capt. Cornelius Davenport, was an aide to General Washington that winter of 1779-80 and because of his extensive land holdings, businesses and contacts in the community was able to greatly aid in the provisioning of the troops there. The family story is that when the snow finally went away in the late spring that he brought his son down from Milton (riding double) to meet “the great man” Gen. Washington. When it became evening and was time to leave he sent the boy home alone on the horse, despite the threat of British cavalry patrols in the area. The theory being that a small boy on a horse would be able to outrun the heavy British troopers. He made it home safely.
If you look up the history of Morris County from the 1880’s (?) you will find Cornelius and friends signed a local version of the Declaration of Independence voicing their support for the Second Continental Congress in the spring of 1776. So he was an ardent Patriot and great admirer of Gen. Washington.
William kennedy
I lived in peapack from 1970-1972.
I saw Jackie Onassis in her four wheel Jeep when she attended The catholic church.
Karen Barrett
I attended Harbourton red two room schoolhouse in the mid 1950’s… George CArver was the teacheron one side, there was a lady for younger grades. I was there for 7th and 8th grades, then bussed to Pennington to Central for 9th grade. Lived just down the road behind the schoolhouse. road not as far away as the map makes it look. Joseph and Esther Hawkins, later sister Linda were my family. Mr. Fisher ran the post office up the road. Joan and Gary (son/daughter)…..Stanley Gill, Tom Goodwin, George…? and Joan were my classmates, younger grades I remember names Ronnie and Shirley Atcheley. good times.
Jennifer C Jaruzelski
Great list, especially glad that you gave Atlantic City its due. I would add Craftsman Farms in Parsippany-Troy Hills to the honorable mention list. Gustav Stickley’s designs were hugely influential, especially during the early twentieth-century building boom.
Mr. Local History Project
Thanks for your passion and suggestion. We will certainly take a look as we love ALL forms of history so our bucket list is MUCH bigger than 10 🙂
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Bob Kuppler
As pastor of Somerset Hills Lutheran Church, I vividly remember Irwin riding his bike everywhere in all sorts of weather. He’d regularly stop by the church while making his rounds of the BT churches, urging us to support one or another of his causes, with which most I honestly could not disagree. He was a man of principle, sometimes a pain in the neck, and with whom I enjoyed conversation. He was a real patriot. Thank you, Brook, for this fitting tribute on Independence Day Eve.
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Valerie Klein Whyte
I do know much about the Richardt family. They came to America on the same ship as my grandparents and initially settled close to each other. Mine moved to Newark and they, here. They remained friends and my father spent part of his summers with them being his father didn’t want him loose in Newark! He would walk with a pail to the Deaconry for milk, and had great memories. My cousins from Newark went to camp at the Deaconry. In the summer, after work, at least once per year, my dad would drive us to the Richardt’s. It was a dirt road and I have early memories of the furniture all being against the walls since old man Richardt was blind. Irwin fixed our TV, and I used to think George Washington was there (when I was very little). When he was incarcerated for not having auto insurance, my dad went to visit him, coming home chuckling because Irwin actually was fine there, proselytizing! He would ride his bike to our shoe store in New Providence, maple syrup in hand. He came to hear me sing once. And I still have the last Mason jar of unopened syrup in my fridge. (And as a kid, hearing about the firework accident, it still sticks with every year)
Daphne Quis
I find your depiction of Karl Jerolomine to be offensive, arbitrary, and from a historical perspective, blatantly false. If you are interested in truth, if you need assistance with the proper methods of documenting historical facts, if you care about Bernardsville at all, IM me.
First, you spoke with no one who knew him personally, no one who has lived a lifetime here, no one who has also collected stories about Karl. He was a generous man, often kind, a huge supporter of all activities in our schools, while he quietly dealt with the PTSD that came home with him from a brutal ww2 experience.
There is so much more to the beauty of that store, rich with history and connections to 100s if not thousands of children and adults who frequented it. From the weight machine, the box young ones needed to step on to see the candy, his deep cooler that seemed to have no bottom, and the historical mementos and signage scattered on the walls, it’s all etched in our memories, part of a cherished childhood, rowdy teen years and adults who stopped in for a pack of smokes and a six pack on the way home from work.
Did you know the memorial parade was privately funded? Mr Jerolomen wrote a check for what the shortfall was for decades. That’s just one of hundreds of Karl stories out there.
I was at his wake and funeral. My daughter placed three caramels in his casket so he would have them with him always. He would always share them with her when we came in. She would sit on his stool, and he would get caramels from his private stash and ask about her day, especially what she learned in school. He was kind, encouraging, and gentle. Did you know caramels are his favorite candy? Just writing this so many emotions and memories flood my mind.
There have been several Facebook posts where bvilles kids comment about Karl, some scared, others amused, and some who knew the man himself, remember his dark humor, strong work ethic and deep love for Bernardsville. Robert Desidario can steer you to those Facebook discussions.
And you left out Becky’s son, Bob, a talented musician and veteran, who ran the store with his mother for years, taking over after her passing. He has since left us as well. The store was sold because the long days and schedule with few days off each year could not be covered by one person. Except Karl.
Mr Jerolomen is a treasure and a part of the childhood of those of us who are from bernardsville, no matter where we live now. And most of us long for a twin popsicle on this hot, summer day. Or the coldest beer in town. Or a small brown bag filled with several pieces of bazooka gum , a couple of swedish fish, a few jawbreakers, and, of course, 3 or 4 caramels.
Mr Local History Project
During our research we asked for feedback. Not sure where you were but perhaps you can steer me to a more accurate story about the man, his accomplishments , or his life that was deeper than ours? I don’t think so. Some think he a treasure. Others thought just a crotchety old man, a very similar set of feelings towards the story we wrote about Irwin Richardt of Liberty Corner. To each his own. This is why we call it a retrospective. And you don’t need to know a person personally to write a story. We had plenty of feedback. Happy Independence Day.
Maria Russell
Hello! My name is Maria Russell. My father was Bob Russell, son of Beatrice Russell (Jerolaman). I used to spend weekends in the store with my dad 🙂
I was in Bernardsville today and went by all of their graves (Becky and Karl, my father, grandfather and great grandparents), then went by the store…and stumbled upon this page as I relived the nostalgia through google searches. 🙂 Thank you.
As I write this I’m sitting at the bench that surrounds the simple and elegant memorial where Kate and Walter are buried in Woodlawn Cemetery and wanted to know who they were.
Your excellent article provided a fine summary. Good work.
You can exclude the following from my comment— one minor typo you have Kate’s death listed correctly as 1945 in one section and 1947 in another.
Also I’d attach a picture of their resting spot but see no way to do that in this form.
Mr. Local HIstory Project
Always glad to correct. Thanks. Kate Macy and her husband Walter Graeme Ladd are both buried in Woodlawn Cemetery
Bronx, New York. Their stones can be seen on findagrave.com . But if you send us a selfie of you and the graves via our Contact Us page, we might just have to add that to the story 🙂
Bob Kelly
In November of 1981, I became one of the bevy of outside hires made by AT&T’s newly formed international business as the company prepared to once again do business outside the United States after decades of not having to compete for business. It wasn’t long before the new company had already outgrown its Morristown office and we moved into two brand new buildings in Basking Ridge that were right around the corner from AT&T’s “headquarters” complex at 295 North Maple Avenue. In December of 1982, a few of my co-workers (all formerly Western Electric) invited me to join them on a short trip over to the 295 “cafeteria” for lunch. Having come from the somewhat modest office environs of Johnson & Johnson, it was quite an experience observing all of the architectural magnificence while driving through the beautifully landscaped grounds, parking underground, and after a ride on the longest escalator I’d ever seen, coming into the largest open office space I had ever seen, completely covered in luxuriously thick, purple wall-to wall-carpet! The hushed tones of walking across that carpet towards our destination in such a huge open space was for me a bit surreal. But then the question arose – “shall we dine upstairs or down”? Deciding down, we began to descend this incredibly wide spiral stairway half the width of which on both sides was covered in a sea of red poinsettias! Ending, of course, in front of the largest fireplace I had ever seen complete with blazing logs that had to be five or six feet long! (The lunch did not disappoint – certainly not I would call cafeteria food.) I’ve related this experience many times over the years and hardly anyone believes me when I tell it. I’ve lived 2,000 miles away for the past twenty-five years (Lucent retiree, 2001) and have no idea what or who occupies it today, but it would seem worthy of nothing less than the New Jersey state capital complex. Wonder what NYC and Philly would think of that!
Mike
Perhaps now that you have several stories referencing Warren Township, such as this story about Schwaebische-Alb and the Eggomat, you might include a menu for easy access?
So interesting to learn the history of some of the iconic Warren sites. Happy to subscribe!
Heather Skubish
I worked there as a hostess waitress and bartender for about 7 years .. great memories .. good friends and I met my husband of 17 years now there .. miss that place so much !! Ps I do have my old card reader and name tag!!
Victoria Wilson Arose
Old Ardena School # 2 built 1855 (Monmouth County)
Located at the Corner of Old Tavern & Preventorium Rds, Howell, NJ 07731
Open to the public the last Sunday of the Month from 1-4 PM March thru October
Owned and operated by the Howell Heritage and Historical Society https://www.howellheritagehistoricalsociety.org/
We added it to the collection. Thanks for sending.
Vicky
Ardena School was first established in 1835, and the current building was constructed in 1855. In 1938, the current day Ardena School consolidated Howell’s 11 schools.
Tommy Holden
Pre-K to Grade 2 at Liberty Corner from 1991-1995, 3-5 at Cedar Hill from 1995-1998, William Annin 6-8, Then Graduated from RHS in 2005 and went to LMU in California. Out of all of them, Cedar Hill was probably my favorite 🙂
Thomas Flood
What is the significance of the Value of the stamps being “1 2/3 mills” ? What is a mill?
Born Fitkin Hospital at Neptune, N.J. raised 07720.
Steven Kott
I was at the open house for the first-time last year. I was totally awestruck! I was a little kid again, thinking of the toy trucks I had and some I still have!
Brian Heffernan
Good morning. I am one of the partners continuing the proud traditions of the Krogoll family and Dewy Meadow Foods. I came across your article and enjoyed reading it and learning more about the history of the company.
I would be happy to discuss current operations and share with you the nice story of how the transition came about and our plans to carry on the legacy the family built. If you wanted to visit the new plant, I would happily provide a tour.
After revisiting this story, I had to take a treck over to Bardy Farms in Warren, NJ (Somerset County) to see if the Dewy Meadow pies were still available. YES they were and I grabbed a few, a fruit pie, cookies, milk and some fruit. I was set for the night. AWESOME CHICKEN POT PIES! History in a pie crust Basking Ridge!
We believe Mr. Roebling also donated fire trucks to the Bernardsville FD as well as the PD’s first police cruiser.
Betsy Carswell Richards
Nettie Allen was my great aunt. Her brother, Samuel Allen, was my grandfather.
Aunt Nettie lived in an apartment at grandpa Allen’s home (160 S.Finley Ave.) when I was young. I lived across the street at 161 S. Finley Ave. My parents
were John & Margaret Carswell. My mother was a daughter of Samuel Allen.
My father led the Christmas Eve carol sing for 40 years. I enjoyed spending time with aunt Nettie. She was interesting, full of stories of our family, Basking Ridge &
our church, the BR Presbyterian church, where she taught Sunday School for many years. She wasn’t buried in the church’s cemetery because there was no space available at that time. The current ‘northern’ cemetery behind the church hadn’t been developed as yet. That’s why grandpa Allen was buried there too.
Yvonne
My parents used to take us there on occasion as we had some Swiss and German in our family. They loved the atmosphere and the food and I was sad to see it close. We also used to go to the Oktoberfest at Farcher’s Grove and I believe that moved or was somehow incorporated into the Deutscher Club in Clark where you can also attend some wonderful public biergartens and Oktoberfests. There were always rumors that there were Bund meetings held at Scwaebische Alb before WWII but that might have simply been anti-German grumblings at the time.
All great stomping grounds. Deutsche Club in Clark leads the Octoberfest forward as the sole survivor. All great memories. Thanks for sharing!
Jennifer Cherry
I’ve been a hard core user since 2005 and my career is in data analytics. I lead developers that build dashboards with key KPIs for the business. You perfectly articulated my biggest frustration point. I can’t tease out any insights. I’d love to see simple things like, # of people per state, country, birthdate, cause of death, those never married. Those even just missing certain vitals.
I have dozens of custom tags I’ve made too I’d love to use for analysis (ie: I track those that fought in wars all the way back to the revolution)
I have over 50k people between my maternal and paternal tree. So much to analyze and there are no tools and likely never will be.
I could ramble on, this is my most favorite topic 😍
Linda Green
I’ve been using Ancestry.com for over twenty years. It’s not as easy as just connecting to family trees. Often the people who made those trees did so just by clicking on other people’s trees and so they often end up posting incorrect information, i.e. people with birthdates that appear to be after they died, people of several generations with the same first and last names added in the wrong order, etc. Besides looking at family trees, you have to carefully scrutinize historical sources. It’s become easier to do this as the years progressed, but even now I run into road blocks. Once you find the (hopefully) correct information, it may lead you to a third or fourth degree relative who may have information to trade, or if they’re old enough, memories of some great grandparent or other farther removed family member. My favorite discovery was of a drawing of my third great-grandmother which was actually attached to the incorrect family with a similarly spelled last name.
Ana McCarthy
This sounds like an interesting and fun event for the community. Unfortunately I’ve committed to attend a wedding shower in Belmar, NJ and will be unable to attend. I look forward to joining future events.
Carol Smith
Can anyone please tell me WHO used to own the slaughterhouse that was located on Washington Valley Rd in Warren? My father knew the man, and for the life of me, I cannot remember his name. I think it might have been Mundy????
Kristie Lombardo wrote:
Good Lord. I find that story hard to believe. I went to MSJA, as a boarding student from 7th grade all the way through High School and graduated from there in 1981. Although I hated the school, mainly because my mom dumped me there so she could travel with her wealthy new husband, the nuns never mistreated us. Some were nasty and sharp tongued mainly because they were frustrated, but never ever abusive. Most were kind and loving and felt sorry for us boarders.
Although I wasn’t happy when I was there, I made lifelong friends and look upon the experience as a somewhat pleasant one. The stories about Jacobs Ladder and Devils whatever are ridiculous.
The Sister Aurora I knew was a kind elderly harmless nun who ran the kitchen and cooked us meals. I cannot fathom that this was the same monster that was described in the previous post.
Funny story, my friends and I used to raid the kitchen at night and steal food. One night we stole a gallon of ice cream and took it up to our dorm room. We heard one of the nuns coming and my friend took the ice cream and chucked it out of the open window. The next day, when we were saying the Pledge of Allegiance, we looked out the window and there was the gallon of icecream stuck in the tree. We couldn’t stop laughing. Oh the memories!
n the mid-1960’s, I was a boarding student at Mt. St. John Academy in Gladstone, NJ (the Mosley estate?) The Blairsden Estate was then known as St. Joseph’s Villa. Living at the Villa were wealthy, elderly women who, we students had heard, lived half of the year at the Villa and the other half in Italy. Rumor had it that this arrangement had something to do with the women, all widows I believe, not being citizens of the U.S.
Also living at the Villa were aspirants. Aspirants were very young girls, age 12 to 18, who thought they may want to become nuns. These girls dressed in what were commonly known as postulant’s habits; postulants were (are?) the first of three tiers to becoming a full on nun. The aspirants were driven each morning to Mt. St. John Academy to attend school by a nun named Sister Loyola. Loyola drove them to and fro in a very long station wagon looking automobile – I believe the nuns got the vehicle from some airlines. They were a crafty bunch of women!
In my Junior year, my class, including day students, was forced to go on a three day retreat to St. Joseph’s Villa. Ordinarily, the religious retreats were held at school and lasted for the duration of the school day. For some reason unbeknownst to us students, the good nuns decided to hold it at the Villa. We all packed a suitcase and headed to the Villa. It was a most unusual experience; one I’ve never forgotten.
The room I stayed in was set up like a small dorm room. There were 4 or 6 of us in it. The room was wallpapered in a small flower pattern. In the middle of the wall was a glass door knob that led through two doors to our bathroom. It took us a while to find it.
We were what many considered the rowdy, delinquent bunch in the class and we had a blast at the Villa. The building was most curious. For example, in the main parlor, there were secret passageways on one or both sides of the huge fireplace. As I recall, the room was painted a very light teal.
The priest who led the retreat was a whack job. He was probably in his mid 50’s, with steel gray hair, not bad looking at all. His favorite topic was impure thoughts. He was encouraging the girls to “whip up those impure thoughts!” He told us that as a child he had a stutter and overcame it through prayer and public speaking. Also, I think he told us that he never stuttered when he sang. In any event, it turned out he tried to make out with two of the girls. That storm really gathered strength when it came to light that the poor man had been transferred by some holy person in power at the offices of the diocese or archdiocese to working with girls because he’d had “troubles” with boys. It was the least religious retreat I’d ever been on and as a result, it became one of my friends and my favorites memories of high school life.
To get to the Villa, one would drive past the Matheny Home, where many of us boarders would help out on weekends. The road narrowed and then one would come upon the entrance which was spectacular. In the middle of the driveway, there was a long reflecting (reflection?) pool; and on the outer sides of the driveway were stone busts of what appeared to be Roman or Greek gods. It was quite trippy for high schoolers.
Wow, years have passed and I’m still doing history reports on the Blair family. Apart from the buildings in NY, and the Princeton building I have to say Blairsden is my favorite to this day.
2012, and I am planning on returning soon for more pictures…because the last time I went, in 2008, all lights in the mansion and outside the mansion were on (I could see the Roman’s lining the reflecting pool perfectly) and there was a sign for “parking” with an arrow towards the back of the house. The mansion AND the landscape looked very new and taken care of, so it would be safe to say they are fixing it for potential buyers.
Last I read, in 2011, it was going for 4.9 Million. When back in 2004 it was said to be worth over 10 million. Kind of a shame, considering you cant find homes as sturdy and luxorious like this anymore going for WAY BELOW the worth. Anyway…
I have never ever even attempted to go through the Ravine Lake bridge entrance. Mainly because the grass was higher than me, there is no where to park your car, and in the dark it is dangerous and difficult to walk through.
The front gate on Main St/Peapack Rd will, most times, be open. Every time I’ve been there it was at least. That road past that gate is considered BLAIR ROAD, it is infact a road, because it is a private road that leads to Blairsden AND also other houses on the land. No lights, just a road in the middle of trees. BLAIR ROAD also turns into BLAIR DRIVE………..
Because some things are better not written on a public site
I was one of the “Cuban” boarders. I was only 5yrs old when I arrived there & English was my new second language. Yes the abuse was very real for me. The nuns had very special ways of punishment or “disciplines ” as they called it & enforced it regularly to us little girls, in the name of Jesus. If they did it today those nuns would be locked up in jail. Sister Aurora was one of my nightmares to this day !! The threats were real & the punishment cruel. I was in my 30’s before I was able to speak about it & some I would rather forget. I’m happy you enjoyed urself at school since you got to go home every day. Unfortunately I didn’t. I got to go home every other weekend to a loving home. Only to be returned on Sunday, praying things to get better but it only got much worse. I would get punished if i spoke Spanish to anyone including my parents on the weekend when I was allowed briefly to call, as Sister stood over me scowling cuz she couldn’t understand what I had said to them. God forbid if i cried during the call. Afterwards I would be forced to kneel on my little hands for hours. Until one day I got very ill with the fever, for days the Sisters neglected me, wouldn’t call my parents since my parents only spoke Spanish. The only one who would care for me was the cleaning lady. She would bring me food & comfort me as I got sicker with delirium fever, dripping in sweat. In secret, the cleaning lady found my contact number .. when she carried me to a phone & dialed my mother for help….I had the Mumps ! That was the last straw for my parents. Sister Aurora who would pinch my anemic pale cheeks daily until they were bruised red. Imposing her power over me when I wet the bed with fear almost every night. God would kill my parents if I dare tell anyone about any of the Sisters cruel punishments. All in the name of the Man who died on the cross for me & my sins. Jesus Christ, Amen !! I believe in a good, kind God. I pray little children don’t ever have to live with torture & cruelty by the people who should love & care for them. Especially in a school that’s suppose to teach them God’s Love. Please parents be vigilante to whom you leave your children. Don’t ever give complete power over ur little innocent children to anyone but yourselves !! For God’s sake !
I went to my St. John’s academy from 1960-1965. In kindergarten, I was told that I must write with my right hand, I was left handed, as left handed meant you were a son/daughter of the devil, who while you were in chapel each day was in the back waiting for you to turn around so he could get you! I must say I loved the nuns. Sister Baptiste was my kindergarten teacher, sister Carmalita for 1st, Mrs. Sutton for 2nd, sister Luke for 3rd, sister David for 4th and sister Mary Celeste for 5th. We had 15 minute classes which resulted at least in my case put me on an 8th grade level when entering public school in 6 th grade. Our religion classes were much longer as was daily chapel. We had a 2 hour lunch/recess. I was there when the Cuban borders were there. Perfection and discipline were at the top of the list. But instilled in us was a conscience. Being so young, I was not aware of any abuse. I was not a boarder but a bus rider. As l sit here thinking about my time there, I begin to remember more!
What a wonderful history of Willie’s as we still refer it as…We came here in the 80’s…We have heard so many tales, each one interesting in it’s own right…We still frequent this establishment thru all its changes…Its always like coming home no matter who carry’s this very bright tourch…
Carol Sutton Willadsen
Dona Sutton: Most likely some relation. My Sutton grandfather was originally from High Bridge.
Mike’s Comments:
This is one sinister looking tree. It is on an open field with just the tree. It was probably more secluded back in the day, as there are some houses off the road a little bit. The odd thing was that there was no snow around the tree. We kept going back to the truck every time we saw headlights coming down the road, just in case. John’s hand started bleeding out of nowhere as we approached the tree the second time. And John scared the shit out of me by screaming for no reason.
Lynda Champaign
My uncle, Paul Cusano, founded American Shuffleboard Company in the 1940’s in Union City. After he passed away, his wife, my Aunt Mary, took over the reign of the company until sometime in the 1960’s. She was quite a female powerhouse for that day and time.
Robert Kaba
Our dad was Post 40 Commander American Legion in Ridgefield Park when I was a youngster. I remember playing with the shuffle board when we visited the post. Good memories!
Joseph Vashlishan
A great childhood memory. My Grandmother till she passed in 1977 lived at the trailer park on 35 in Eatontown. The Pinetree Tavern was a big bar in front on 35. They had a full length shuffle board table where she taught to play in the 60’s. We played every time I visted till she past in 77.
Duncan McPherson
Thanks for putting this all together! Lord Stirling was my 8x great grandfather!
Duncan McPherson
@Bonnie Verberg
Lord Stirling did not have “heavy investment” in the slave trade.
He had *temporary* investment in the slave trade. He operated those 2 boats 1 time and then left the business, wanting no further involvement.
“Heavy investment” implies prolonged, sustained involvement, more than a single venture which turned him off of the whole thing.
I also find it distasteful that you show up here to attack and slander and demonize people based on common activity of the time in which they were alive.
You realize that slavery was a worldwide phenomenon then and still is today, that only a small fraction of African slaves were brought to the Americas.
You should be thanking Lord Stirling. It was due to his effort, and other slave-owning Founders, that slavery was able to be abolished.
Karen
My mother was the Ursula in the story. We left NJ in 1965, I spent a summer working at the farm in the retail store in the 70’s. The farm house had a burglar step I always tripped on, the top step was few inches taller than the rest. Also one of the trucks from the near by quarry ran into the house, the house won. Can you imagine a quarry truck running into a current house? My grandmother said she thought it was an earthquake.
Yes the chicken potpies were very well known! If I remember correctly the smaller one was 45 cents.
John Allen
Hi to Project Members and to Cousin Betsy!
I didn’t know most of these great things that Betty had to tell us… I think I was about 6 months old the last time that I “saw” Aunt Nettie. Nettie’s brother John McCollum Allen, my great-grandfather, was a bit younger, born in 1874, but passed away before I was born.
JJ was a local builder, and area houses built in the mid to late 1800s might have been the work of his teams. I have a photo of one such house, belonging to another of my ancestors, Ezra Dayton. IMO though it was on Mt. Airy Road, it belonged on Mockingbird Lane.
According to notes that I have from Nettie, “William Allen came to America from Scotland in the company of John McCollum around 1702”. JJ’s father Alexander was born in 1800, and his grandfather Samuel (RWV) was born in 1750, so there appears to be a missing generation in the story. John McCollum, aka “Old John”, ~1657 – 1760, whose headstone is at the church, is an ancestor of many BR families but the links are at best obscure – at least to me!
JJ’s mother was Mary McCollum, b 1797, daughter of (RWV) Malachi McCollum, b 1760. JJ was baptised, “John McCollum Allen”, and grew up on Malachi’s farm earning him the nickname, “JJ”, or “John Jr”, to differentiate him from Mary’s brother John McCollum who also lived on the farm.
I would be happy to share more of what I am able to substantiate of the Allen family history, including a great deal of Nettie’s other original material with anyone interested, under the single proviso that they agree not to allow it into the hands of Ancestry.com and similar.
Jane McNutt
Was there a Keyport lighthouse? One of my relatives by the name of Hunt i was told was a Keeper. Janie, Keeper/tour guide, Cape May Light
Christopher Seibert
Through the late 70’s, I would go to Howard Johnson’s on Friday night for the all-you-can-eat tendersweet clams!
I’d still do it today if it were possible. The Howard Johnson’s motor lodges were quite luxurious, more beautiful than Holiday Inn!
Jeannette TumoloDeCuollo
Their is a similiar structure across from high school and cianellia property. I do not know if its still their. Look for Linda Apgar about 72 yrs old she lived in that house for awhile.
Thank you for sharing article.
That has been a suggested theory…..but there’s also a gay theory as well. And add to this that the Widow would have been way old…..why would he with her. Just sayin’
Gordon Stevenson
I attended Harbourton in 1971. At that time, it was one room for 3rd grade and the other was 4th grade. Younger kids went to Timberlane. I have fond memories of my friend, Ivan, and I being sent to the basement for being disruptive in class 🙂
William Nickoley
Thank you for your comments. It is tremendously unfortunate that these “suggested theories” get into print as easily as they do — especially when they reach feature status in print from an outfit like History.com. No doubt this will lead to citations in papers by history students when it really should not have seen the light of day. History.com does no one any favors by such irresponsibility, as the historical record is further muddled.
Linda Towe
We held my wedding reception at the Schwaebische Alb in 1984. My Mom’s parents immigrated from Germany prior to WWII, and they enjoyed delicious German fare at this lively restaurant in the 1980s.
Mary Bellingham Gottlieb
I recall a radiantly beautiful Sister Luiga who used to stop at my office when she went to various areas soliciting contributions. Through her my Family visited the Villa a number of times. I recall a room to the right of the entrance had been converted to their Chapel. As to the temperament of the Nuns, I recall only decency and graciousness. This was during the era of the Villa being used to domicile elderly female guests. So much more to relate, but suffice it to say, I shall never forget the splendor of this estate and its unrivaled setting. I can still visualize the drive/approach leading to the main residence
and reflecting pool. We were fortunate, indeed, to have been afforded the opportunity
to step through it’s history.
My father was in the US Army in World War11 Signal Corp..He was from Bernardsville NJ and always loved planes..He took lessons in at the Basking Ridge Somerset Hills Airport in 1947 and got his pilot license under the GI Bill..I have a picture of him with me at 1 1/2 yrs old next to his favorite Piper Cub which he took his lessons in..Also found an article in Planifield Courier News dated Sept.8th 1947 naming EX GIs who got their pilot licenses at this airport..Dad, .Grafton Ely, passed away in 1997..We were living in the Belle Mead Depot Neshanic NJ at the time he achieved his license and was working there as an GSA Security Guard..He built models all his life and I realize why his love for the Piper Cub now..I could send a copy of the picture and the article he saved if you’d like..I was always with my Dad going to Airports although he never did get to buy one..
Pat Musr
I lived in Plainfield in the 70s thru the 90s& used to travel to Dewy Meadow farms not only for the pot pies & fresh eggs but also for the best &freshest chicken livers to make my chopped chicken livers for the holidays-it broke my heart when everything was sold-& then I found the pies@ Bardy Farms-Yay!I now live in Somerset & am ecstatic 🤩 to learn those pies r still available @ Bardy Farms—thank u so much for the info!!!!!
Barry Owen Furrer
May I offer the following corrections ~
Morris Birnbaum should read “Norris” Birnbaum
Rev. Rudolf J. Keyle should read Rev. Rudolf “J.S. Keyl”
Best wishes and congratulations on the centennial anniversary of this event!
Thank you for providing a great little history lesson on this guy. I used to walk by Golden Boy on a semi-regular basis. I worked for a New Jersey ad agency whose bread-and-butter client was AT&T. I would deliver documents and artwork to clients, and the Bedminster, NJ campus was one of the locations I would frequent.
Tom C
Great local history indeed. I am a current Liberty Corner resident and am curious if you have any info on a very old home at 376 Mt Airy Rd at the intersection of Galloping Hill Rd. Tax records list the construction date as 1720 and the sagging roof lines, bowing walls and larger property than the surrounding properties seem to corroborate that date. Interestingly, yet possibly not coincidentally, the current owner has the last name Johnston and of course that area may well have been part of the former Johnston-Annan property! Would love info on that.
Jonathan Matthews
Hey there. Re White Man(n)a at the 1939 World’s Fair: There is simply no documented evidence that it, or any other diner, for that matter, was billed as “The Diner of the Future” in Flushing Meadows in 1939-40. I have been studying and collecting The Fair for several decades now. I want to believe the story as I even took a trip to Jersey City to eat there. But, alias, it’s really very easy: all you need to do is check the guide books, maps, and daily adverts for the Fair. Nowhere is “White Man(n)a” or “Diner of the Future” to be found. It’s certainly possible that it was in operation during the years of The Fair, but it is highly and demonstrably unlikely, virtually impossible, that it was located on the fairgrounds.
Bud Conn
Whom could we ask for permission to use the little illustration of the meeting house?
We’d like to use it in a family history book, which will probably have a very limited
sale potential.
Our ancestor, John Conn, owed ten pounds to the Brown estate, in 1750, probably for land he held on the E. Branch of Dead River.
Thanks, Bud Conn
Fascinating story. I wonder if anyone has any information on a Robert (Robbie) Roebling. I sat next to him in first or second grade at the then elementary “Nassau Street” school in Princeton, NJ. This would have been around 1956-57 or so. We also took a class trip to the Roebling estate, and I don’t know whether that was in Bernardsville, or somewhere else. It would have been about a 40min. bus ride from Princeton. I do recall the structure and grounds being impressive even to a 6-7 year old. Robbie might have been either the son or grandson of Donald.
Doug Dobbs
I think 40 minutes from Bernardsville to Princeton in those days might have worked. Much less traffic than these days.
I never knew a Robert Roebling, but it’s possible he was a relative of some sort. The estate was still functioning in those days, so that would fit.
Thanks for sharing another thread to the story. 🙂
Brooks
The latest to revive Paterson according to locals…..cigars. Who knew
Stephanie J Agard
My mother purchased her clear crystal wine and water goblets with green stamps sometime the 1960’s. They were etched with grapes. I’m trying to find information on them, but have not been able to find anything. Is there anyone out there who would know anything at all about these? Thanks, SJA – West Rutland VT
john W lyga
I vote for Madisonville not Franklin corners
Lorie Williams
I loved working in the international legal department with James Talbot, and I remember Mike Berg as well as some of the other great people who were there too. Before that working at Bell Labs. What I missed was the feeling that we took care of each other. My father, my grandfather, and I worked in different parts of the bells. Never together or even in the same bell. But you had a sense of history. We were all very proud of our contribution and sad to see it go.
Jennifer Baksys
Packanack bakery in Wayne has fabulous crumb cake. La bonbonierre also has delicious crumb cake.
jeffrey m orbach
My family used to go to the Egg o mat on Sunday nights , very convenient.
Kim
Mike’s Crumb Cake Factory in Brick makes the best!!
vente
Here are two for you:
1. Randolph Road, Howell. Visible from aerial. Rumor has it that there was some sort of military encampment there around WW1 also.
2. Bridgeton Fairgrounds, Fayette St, Bridgeton. This was in use from the late 1800’s up till around 1968 or 1970 as far as I know. It looks like investors have bought the land and it will soon be mowed down for development. Visible on aerial.
Waterloo Village was originally set on the road to recovery by Louis Gualandi and Percival Leach, called “Brother” in the family, two successful decorators. They did a fabulous job of saving what houses they could and resurrecting as much as possible.
Near to the then-entrance to Waterloo there was a stone bank house. I recall one cold Winter visit in 1962 or 63 with a decorator friend, when there was a warming fire burning in the fireplace of the ground floor level of that house where Brother and Louis began their work, when no other houses were open to viewing.
Eventually the State took it over. Brother descended from Whig judges on Jamaica since the 1700’s and was, in effect, British. His cousin, Elsa Cezar, was my friend and also her artist daughter who was a classmate at Morristown High School of my current husband and whose first (and likely only) husband was my late husband’s cousin from the Chambers and Woodhull families of Mendham where a newer but current friend from my garden club owns what was the Woodhull family farm. You can’t make this up. Bill Chambers was the Town Clerk of the Town of Morristown, only the 6th since incorporation as he was fond of saying and his uncle Vic Woodhull was the last Republican Mayor of Morristown.
Another cousin, Barbara King Woodhull (widow of Vic) died last Summer in her ’90’s, and her Dutch colonial gambrelled once home in Morristown still exists, showing clearly that it had been raised to give another story to that large house.
Silk City DIner operated out of a plant on East 27th Street as late as the early 1960s. I remember seeing new diners being wheeled out of the plant, like ships being launched. My grandfather, John Marchitti, owned a Silk City diner, the Highway on Rte. 4 in Fair Lawn.
Several years ago, I had an interesting conversation with a man here in Vermont — owner of a woodenware and kitchen supply company, J.K. Adams — who was a member of the family that owned Silk City. He told me about the company’s origins as a builder of horse-drawn wagons, and its evolution into the Paterson Vehicle Company. There are a number of them still around — the Birdseye Diner in Castleton, Vermont is one, as is another VT diner, the Country Girl (#48211/1948) in Chester.VT.
Larry
Do you know the name of the boarding school that in the 1920s was on the site of what is now The Far Hills Mall?
The only school we recall is the Far Hills School that was built by the Schleys in the story. But that wasn’t in the mall area, but on the Fairgrounds. Was pre-1920.
Susan Golcher
Many great memories of the Peapack Ski Hill. I grew up in the house with the pond right at the bottom.1970-1984. We would bring our sleds and toboggan when it wasn’t open for skiing. We would have 6 people on the toboggan and we would go so fast and end up in trees and bushes at the bottom. Also my brothers and I would get the courage to jump off the wooden jump on our sleds in the far trail. Will never forget those days. ❤️
Theresa
I worked for AT&T at 295 N. Maple Ave from 1987-1997. We called it “Shangrila.” I began my career as an Executive Secretary and had the privilege of ascending the brass staircase to C-Suite on many occasions. These leaders were viewed as almost god-like. Golden Boy shined his luster upon the main lobby, which was carpeted in an opulent purple with gold lines. Each building was about 1/4 mile, and you had to plan walking time to get to meetings on time. I roamed the halls quite often and knew many of the 5K+ people in the building. It was a great time to work in corporate America. When you left work at the end of the day, the cell circuits were jammed all along Interstate 295 because almost everyone who worked there had a cell phone.
I started with AT&T in 1978 in Bedminster, NJ. I ended up at the Ridge from 1982 thru 1987 working in HR Data Systems and Workers Comp and then ttransferred to Charlotte, NC. I loved working at the Ridge. They would also have vendors coming in weekly to sell their wares.
Anthony Valentin
I heard from a historian that in the wooded area on the east side of the cemetery lie many unmarked graves of civil war soldiers. I would like to find out more about this. Have you ever heard about this?
Marion Belcher
I appreciate your retrospective.Please note, James Malcolm Belcher’s sister was Mary Watts Belcher (1891-1980). She married twice. First to Charles Ashmun and then, after his death, to Gayle L.Young.
Diane Cebulski-Pai
I was lucky to have been in a Keds sneaker commercial at Old MacDonald’s farm with all 5 of them. They were so little! They were probably 3, and I was probably 8 or 9. One of my favorite commercials I was in.
nancy carle
What is our best course of action to STOP this destruction of historic Bernardsville?
We’re happy to share the history of the Boylan family and their Bernardsville history. GREAT QUESTION – we added a response from the Bville HPAC to the story, which should be a great source and advocate to save historic icons in the town. We’ve also reached out to the Bernardsville Mayor for comment to see if anything could be done. Not knowing the process of how the Planning Board got to this point, the residents should be the best advocates to demand more from their elected officials. Ask them for options.
Elisabeth K. Zimmerman
Golden Boy will be with me forever. His likeness appears on the face of a watch I received from AT&T as a service anniversary gift. I have no recollection of how many years I had to work for AT&T to receive this gift.
Johnine La Capra Cimbaro
There was a milk vending machine on the end of Woodside Ave in front of a small convenience store I think called Woodside Deli! I was very young about 5 and was there till I was about 11 in 1070. My Dad would go get at night but then Garden State opened when they took that down! It was green & white it looked like it had a tree on the carton! Maybe Tuscan or Borden sponsored because it was in Newark & it was mostly all Catholics, Irish : Italian neighborhood then! Was in North Newark Forest Hills! Safe & beautiful homes! It’s not the same there? We all left! Parents mostly gone & we are grandparents now! Progress sucks!!! 😞♥️
Marianne Mathewson
I always considered myself so fortunate to have had the opportunity to have worked at 295. It was a blessing to be apart of the executive staff at a special time.
David Sokol
There was one in Edison on Route 27 at Duclos Lane. It was 26 cents but I recall it varying a penny or two, yes, up and down over many years.
Priscilla Lucia
Love the history.
Stephen C Fricke
Just purchased a New Annin flag. When I went to the junior high school named after William Annin we were the first graduating class in 1970.
Great history. Thank you for all your family has done for OUR country
Rachel
Growing up my family and I ate there at least twice a week in the late 80’s to 1996
EV
THERE WAS A MILK VENDING MACHINE BY THE TRAIN STATION ON BRIDGE AVE IN RED BANK NJ.
How can it possibly be that you published this post over two months ago, and this is the first I am reading it? Your research would be invaluable to our Planning Board in its ongoing review of this application. The next, and possibly final, hearing on this application will by on June 13. Will you be in attendance to advocate on behalf of this historic property? I truly hope so. Your voice carries the gravitas of the immense respect you have earned through countless hours of research and devotion to our collective history.
Driving in the car this weekend I heard one of my favorite artists, the late great Jimmy Buffett, sing, in his anti-overdevelopment anthem Prince of Tides: “How can you tell how it used to be when there’s nothing left to see.” I couldn’t help thinking of the impending bulldozing of the Boylan House if people of good will do not speak out against it. That is what made me search “Boylan House history” and discover you post. Hopefully it is kismet, and you will take action to prevent this potential tragedy.
One response to our Mayor’s statement. Mayor Canose states that “the owner has the right to develop the property within the zoning standards, which they have done.” Completely false. The zoning standards for the Downtown Core (which were passed in 2020) would not allow development to nearly this scale. It was only the Council’s decision to grant this politically-influential property owner special treatment through an unconstitutional “Area in Need of Redevelopment” designation that permitted overdevelopment of the lot on this massive scale.
On top of that, the Council handed out a multi-million dollar taxpayer subsidy to the development through a 30 year tax exemption, without which the developer represented to the Council that it could not, and would not, go forward with the development. So your readers should make no mistake – our governing body enabled, encouraged, and financially incentivized (with our money) the destruction of a piece of our history, so that politically-influential individuals could massively profit from the overdevelopment of our downtown. Shameful.
– Aaron Duff, Bernardsville
Shirley Ann Daniels
Missing Cranford businesses
1. Fern’s Furniture
2. Hathaway’s
3. Cranford Knitting & Fabric
4.Builders General
5. Alban & Lewis Hardware
6. Cranford Meat Market
Just to name a few. Many great ones are no longer. Over years Cranford had quality businesses.
IF you build it, they will come. Sorry, we love maps and use them for our research all the time. Could be a cartoon map or a map from 1750, we have an entire map collection cause they tie back to history. Go for it.
Bob De Haas
Which do you think is the best? I grew up in Union (Union County). I am now living in North Carolina. I was introduced to Crumb Cake by Entemans. Lowes Foods (NC) makes a better one.
Pam Lazor
Italian Bakery & Espresso Bar, 31 Reaville Ave. in Flemington makes incredible crumb buns!
Unless I missed it I didn’t see the old Tuckerton Raceway that is in the woods behind the assisted living facility next to the George j Mitchell elementary school.
4 were in Camden. Another one, Marbetts, was also white Tower but was right across the street ( Admiral Wilson Blvd) from another one so they picked a different name. One on Kings Highway in Mt Ephraim My dad, Robert Toney, worked for them all his adult life eventually becoming manager of all towers in south Jersey , and then Philly- when Mr Saxe died, his son closed them, and my dad bought 4 of them in Camden and ran them under the name Roneys.
Eddie Raumman
There was one on Evergreen Ave, just off Rt 45 in Woodbury Heights. It was the first fast food in the area, followed by the Steer Inn south on 45 and the McDonald’s across the street.
Did you know that on June 14th 1777, just 13 days before the Battle of the Short Hills (not in Short Hills of today), the Continental Congress authorized our flag to be used in battle? TRUE – Hence, the flag was first officially flown in battle during” the Battle of the Short Hills.”
(which are the hills near the Plainfield Country Club that are shorter than the Watchung Mountains, hence the name “the Battle of the Short Hills”) This battle took place June 27th, 1777 here in Scotch Plains, New Jersey. Although the battle ended in a stalemate, General George Washington considered it a win since he didn’t get captured, and the British artillery canons were mostly lost in Scotch Plain’s Ashbrook swamp, never reaching the battle front.
You keep mis attributing my information and quotes as my brother’s. I’ve mentioned it to you before. I doubt if my brother ever set foot in the Trolley. There was so much dirt behind the scenes there, especially. You sacrifice accuracy for fluff.
Don Hart
Business that closed in Liberty Corner after more than fifty years.
Liberty Corner First Aid Squad
Laura
Max’s in Bedminster, then Tuscany Bistro, now Panatieri’s
McDonald’s, now Panchero’s
Cynthia’s Hallmark in Kings Shopping Plaza in Bedminster
Sue Cugno
Does anyone have information on the Farmdale School House? I believe it was two rooms for grades up to 8th or 12th grade. My father, his two brothers, and his two sisters attended there around 1935-45 or so. I can’t seem to find anything about it other than his notes.
Karen Barrett
Love this idea. Maybe my school is already on there. Harbourton, NJ …two room red schoolhouse, I lived with my biological father Joseph Hawkins and his wife Esther M. Hawkins for three years in the mid 1950’s…we were the first house on the left down the road beside/behind the schoolhouse. I attended 7th & 8th grades there (Mr. Carver was principal and teacher. then 9th grade I was bussed to Pennington (central high). Mr. Fisher was postmaster and storekeeper in Harbourton. I attended school with Stanley Gill, Joan Fisher, George Harle, Tom Goodwin (and myself “Karen Hawkins”). It was a wonderful time in the mid 50s.
Dennis Teston
Greetings. I stumbled upon this article doing some genealogical research. I’m unsure if this is still active or how long ago this was written. However, the Ricciardi’s were the brothers of my great grandmother, Annamaria.
In the article there seems to be some content missing…right under the 1923 map…the paragraph stars…”Ricciardi sold the grocery…” Any insight into the context would be helpful!
My mom gave this a big WOW. She remembers spending time with them in Bernardsville.
With thanks.
Zac
Hello,
I am a descendant of the Allen family in Liberty Corner, New Jersey (Basking Ridge, Bernards Township, etc.).
I’ve been studying my ancestry and would like to learn more about the Allen family.
Are you able to help? Please let me know. I’d be happy to speak over the phone if that is easier. Email is fine too.
Ancestry.com would be your best start. Once you’ve identified your thread of decendents, then we could possibly connect and compare. One of our trustees live just behind the Will Allen (local police line) and Michelle Allen (my strong NY Rangers fan) but not the Allen Road line, which might be your line.
Zac
Thank you
Walt Scaff
My father purchased 9 acres of this property in 1950 from Millicent Fenwick (Hammond) and that is where I grew up The house (torn down c.1993) was owned at one time by Dr, Purdy, an ophthalmologist with offices in NYC. The ‘U’ shaped driveway entered the property by the house (321 Mendham Road) and eventually rejoined Mendham Road through the two stone pillars which marked the original entry for the Somerset Inn. I will try to compile an essay of growing up there in particular along with general memories of B’ville in the 1950s-60s. The foundations of the Inn were still there and I collected many artifacts in the woods. Have many pictures as well. Great place to grow up!
Nick Dworski
My sister was one of the first employees to transfer from 195 Broadway in New York City to 295 North Maple when the Basking Ridge building first opened. I remember only a portion of the building being finished at the time. One whole section of the building was just open space with construction materials all over the place.
Also, the Parker House remained in use on the property. It was used as the office for the executive chauffeurs.
Jody millard
Fascinating article about the ball that was held during the revolution and that General and Mrs. Washington Actually stayed overnight in the Boylan House in Pluckemin.
My parents owned the Boylan house from 1961 to 1976. I grew up there.
If you think that’s better, you should see with your feet in the snow at the hospital. I got pictures if you need proof oh, you want some of the worst food ever tasted in my life there’s no way to treat Veteran.
Sr. Lougia used to beat the crap out of us boys. We lived in terror the whole time. It was horrible. Thank God for The Beatles in 1964. They gave me something to live for.
Erik Dreff
Glitter is actually a high-level national security concern. It’s in the paint on our cars and even on stealth bombers
Sean Daly
I took my daughter to Bendix diner on Saturday. We go to diners together in Bergen county.Bendix is her favorite now! Why? Because her Daddy knows lots of fun Jersey spots and Bendix is one of them. John.
Leonard Fooshkill
Anyone remember the Peapack Hotel?
Taffy Holvenstot
I was looking up some thing about the Gambrils and came upon the site. I was involved in horses in the area and First saw Jackie at the Saint Bernards horse show, a tiny little show in Gladstone. Then in the late 70s, I was fox hunting with my thoroughbred I kept in Bedminster, and I saw her several times. Of course you pretend to not notice her and give her her privacy. She came to the barn where I had my horse once, Rylan Farms on Holland Road, and walked around with the owner because apparently she was considering moving her horses there. I was introduced to her, and she was extremely light spoken and sweet.
Thomas J Ploch
My father had two milk vending machines in the 1960s in Clifton. One was at the corner of Lexington and Clifton Avenues in gas station. I am not sure where the other was. He sold Garden State Farms milk at the time. They were broken into from time to time for the money.
Stu McRobbie
Such a wonderful memory. My family moved to Roanoke Rd in 1965, but my first visit to that area went back to about 1960-61. An Aunt & uncle were one of the first families to build on Orenda Circle. We visited there and stayed for a few weeks one summer. There were only about half dozen houses on Orenda and most of the circle was not even built yet and some cleared parts of “road” were just hard packed road base. Roanoke and the other secondary streets did not exist at all. Most of it was just crudely graded and cleared dirt and rock, covered in tall weeds. Even after we also moved into the neighborhood in ‘65, the backside section of Orenda running along, parallel to Hwy 22 was still not completed and numerous lots along that section remained open for building. Over time, it was all completed and built out. It was a great neighborhood to grow up in and much of the wooded areas and stream from Echo Lake, surrounding the neighborhood, remained to be explored by us adventuresome kids of the 60’s. I had always heard stories about a pond and “Little Egypt Hill” and here, after all these decades, I’m finally reading of the facts. Thanks so much for sharing. (BTW, like numerous areas of Westfield, a growing number of the old, original homes of the 60’s are now being replaced by larger, “McMansions, so the character of the neighborhood is again evolving.
Merry Rogers
In 1964, my family moved to Westfield and a house on Lawrence Avenue. These descriptions sound like the area around our house which was at the crest of the hill coming up from town towards the 22. And street names like Breeze Knoll and Roanoke were very close by. Interesting!
Jane Young Anderson
I lived on Hillside. I spent so many hours of so many weekends playing pathfinder at Egypt Hill. Such a fun wilderness to have as a kid.
Christy Ward
I lived on Standish Avenue until 1966 when we moved to Wyandotte Trail. I can remember the wooded area at the bottom of Minisink which we called Jackie’s Woods because Jackie lived right across the little road from the woods. We would go down and pick wild blackberries and Mom would make blackberry jam. We rode our bikes around the whole area, including up and over Hillside, and down Lawrence into town all the time – it was how we got places. Sadly, our house on Wyandotte has been torn down and rebuilt. And of course, we went sledding on the hill next to Hillside Road! Wonderful memories!
Scott Kaplan
NO KETCHUP!!! Trenton had some GREAT Italian hot dogs (probably the best because of the incredible Italian bakeries) NO ONIONS!!! Hot dog with peppers and potatoes with mustard on an Italian roll!
Judy O'Neil Agee
Grat memories. My grandmother was Ferdinand Van Dorn’s granddaughter. Will Child’s was her husband’s brother in law. Lots of stories about the old mill and the Child’s’ restaurants. My dad worked at one in NYC flapping pancakes in the window.
Glenn Pannell
I worked at the At&T facility in 1978 as security with Wells Fargo. The place was massive. There were what seemed like millions of offices. I remember how challenging it was to not get lost at night with minimal lighting. I also recall the lighting was used to help heat the building.
Riley Toohill
Anyone know anyone who used to work at Freedmans in Belmar. I’m recipe hunting, I miss their hard rolls.
Michael J Dobrzelecki
Mr.localhistoryproject Well, you have now touched on a great subject, one which not only touches on the history of the Irish in Newark, but even better, a story of how different ethnic groups have progressed socially over the decades to join forces in common causes – in this case the sons of Irish and Polish immigrants. Joe Downar is the son of a Polish WWII veteran who served in the Polish 2nd Corps during the Italian Campaign. While the immigrants of different European nations initially remained Balkanized, associating mostly with their own kind, Down Neck, like a lot of neighborhoods, was a churning melting pot, with each group adding their unique ingredients into the American stew. Being exposed to other cultures and traditions made us all the richer for it. In Joe’s case, he made a lot of friends with many different people, especially his Irish pals. Invited to various social affairs, he eventually became part of the Newark St.Paddy’s Day Parade Committee, and for past several decades served as the traffic coordinator for the event. He’s a natural leader, and a great organizer. I sometimes joke around with him that it takes a Pole to keep those Irishman organized on that special day. A few years back they made him a Deputy Marshall at the parade that year. Ask anyone in the Ironbound Irish Association about Joe Downar, and I’m sure they’ll sing his praises. I certainly share his affinity for the Irish, and have been a regular at McGovern’s in Newark since 1973. The two ethnic groups have a lot in common – they’re both mostly a Catholic country, both have persisted and fought for centuries against their oppressors – for the Irish it was England – for the Poles, it was virtually everybody, especially the Germans, the Russians, the Austrians, the Tartars, the Mongol Horde and the Turks (Hell! Poland even had to fight a war against a Swedish invasion for Christ’s sake!), we both venerate our ethnic cultural arts and history and we both like to sing, dance and enjoy adult beverages. That’s a solid basis for a perfect blending of two European cultures. That’s an angle you should explore, too, namely not only how the Irish maintained their culture after emigrating to America, but how they became part of it by blending with other nationalities and ethnic group. That IS the story of Newark, a city of immigrants, starting with the Puritans that broke away from the stifling atmosphere in New England and settled in Newark, and they were followed by successive waves of new immigrants over the next 300+ years. That’s the real story of America. (via Facebook)
Dean Roth
The Town Lunch — luncheonette – Broad St (site of Vicki’s Diner)
Cora Mae Zimmerman Pipkin
What about the Bernstein’s Liquor Store? Did I miss it in the list?
I used to love to visit Westfield, as the stores were mostly unique! Just not inviting to me now!😫
Robyn
Savani Imports, Indian Import store for saree fabric, insense, hookahs, brass items. 1970s. North Ave. Westfield
Diane Holzmiller
Ralph’s Amoco was on South Ave next to the train station. I think it is now a BP also had a repair shop which was converted into a car wash. Ralph owned it for approximately 26 years.
The Old Library has to be #1. It dates back to before the American Revolution. It continues to have a mystique around it. Imagine the revolutionary soldiers drinking there while they were encamped at the outer edges of Jockey Hollow.
Becky Storniolo
I grew up ( as a LUZ ) on Old Dutch Rd. across from Perry and Ginny Hall’s house.( the story of the Old Farm) knew them quite well. Miss Far Hills ..i was there when they painted the mural on the inner hallway of there beutiful home.( any one who wants to know something about the old farm) i grew up loving their donkey FRANCES.. who lived to be 45years old. (listened to her neighing my whole life!) very wonderful people .please contact me about old time Far Hills, 1960’s -1980s! BECKY LUZ STORNIOLO
Shakir Id-din al-Batin Shabazz
African American +50 Classic Kawasaki and Suzuki Association of Newark, NJ has deemed Krug’s as our burger destination. It’s has been always an inviting experience and the burger is undeniable the best. Let’s not forget the balance between price and value, you will not be disappointed. But, do not accept my opinion, fact check me.
Suhas Kundargi
Hello – I moved to Basking Ridge in the Summer of 2006.
I could never forget the billboard message about the Supreme Court justices (Irwin Richardt), which the Pledge of Allegiance replaced. It was very interesting to read up about Mr Richardt, and thanks to your website, the local history is preserved.
I talked to a few people every few years about the billboard, but no one could recollect this. My curiosity always got the better of me, and I continued searching for that message over the past 15+ years until I finally found it today!!
I still cannot make sense of it (though at least I can now show proof to others that I wasn’t crazy when I talked about the justices).
Could you please enlighten me what the message was about – treason, etc?
The link is https://images.app.goo.gl/CwfKPQj8LfTwrsrD6
Thanks again for reserving this enlightening article about the Sons of Liberty Farm !!
Regards,
Suhas
Adriana G
1. Garden Botanika (corner of Elm and Broad Street)- retail store similar to Bath & Body Works
2. Express (where Warby Parker is now)- apparel store
3. Talbots (North Ave next to Limani)- apparel store
4. ESPRIT (East Broad St where Yestercades is now)- apparel store
Marlene Perez-Santalla
Poppyfields
116 Elm Street
11 years in that location
Kids furniture & gifts
Duke
Westfield Sweet Shoppe. 219 East Broad Street. Served Breakfast , lunch and dinner. Homemade ice cream and candy.
Adrienne Brown
Does anyone recall Ruth Earle who had a large property on a hill near the Starr’s (Vanderbilt) on Rt 206 opposite the ski pull and what did she do there if anything? Henry Ruschmann came to my 10th Birthday (costume) party as a pirate, his mother having painted lipstick smears on his legs for injuries (as in pirating on the high seas). Mrs Ruschmann was a rather typical Gemütlichkeit blonde beauty whom I remember painting phosforescent glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling of the rather small and dark library at Meadowbrook Farm.
It seems both Mr and Mrs Ruschmann were creative types. Years later I happened in on her, as a widow, perfectly outfitted in a day dress and perfect coiffeur, having lunch alone in the dining room, as served by the maid. Joe Rossi told me that when Mr Ruschmann came to B’ville in 1936, Joe was a teen-ager and found work helping to break up the foundation of an existing barn where Mr Ruschmann planned to erect his building, having brought his whole “glitter” factory with him from Germany. Many stories and memories of Miss Gill’s, 1947-1960.
Could that also have been Candy Kitchen? or also known as New York Candy Kitchen and Soda Fountain? Was near Baron’s Drug Store as well. Said was open from 1904 to 1970.
Was there another brother, Rudy? We haven’t seen Henry in a year or two. Hope he is well. Love his cow bell.
Susan Early
New Norris North Ave. Car dealer
The Elephants Trunk. East Broad Street. Personalized gifts
Douglass Central Ave Cosmetics, makeup
Paul Diffenderfer
On my visits to NJ to see family, we have driven out to Basking Ridge a few times to try and find the site of the Somerset Hills Airport (SHA) with no luck. Today I saw the sign!! I started taking flying lessons at Somerset Hills Airport after my sophomore year of high school, the summer of 1972. A year later, after tuing 17, I earned my Private Pilot’s license. I got my pilot’s license 10 days before my drivers license…you had to be 17 to drive back then. I always joke that my parents had to drive me to the airport so I could take them for an airplane ride. Back then a two-seat trainer, a Cessna 150, rented for $14 per hour and a 4-seater Cessna 172 was around $18 per hour. They are about 10 times that now. The instructor was somewhere around an additional $6-8 per hour. Needless to say, I could afford to pay for my flying lessons with my burger flipping job at the Overlook Hospital coffee shop.
Scott Keeler
My father, William Keeler, shown at the center of the above group photo, (dark shirt), volunteered at the Raritan Valley ice cream truck each year at the fair. It was so nice to be the recipient of an ice cream sandwich every now and then!
He also told me one Labor Day, Kiwanis club members had to hold down the tents due to tropical storm winds. Fun memories for sure.
Gregg Harris
The Kiwanis Fair was an icon of Bernards Township culture throughout the 60s and 70s. I remember the pony rides and dog shows and antique cars while in elementary school. Later I remember the dunking booth, Oompa Band, carnival rides and Up With People & RHS band concerts. The last fair (‘83) that I attended was as part of the first aid standby with LCFAS and my wife of 40 years (Liz Allen Harris) after the parade.
bloons tower defence 5
Great insights on the ticket price trends for the Daytona 500! It’s fascinating to see how the economy influences such iconic events. I wonder how much further prices will climb as demand increases. Looking forward to more posts like this!
Lisa
I am surprised that The Party Stop was not voted for. Everyone rented all of their costumes and party supplies from them. They were there over 40 years.
Denise Sherwood
Too bad there is no longer an overhang at the Northside train station. It was such a beautiful building with the exposed stonework.
Leonard Fooshkill
August 1968 Somerset Grain and Feed fire.
maddie
melinda lane!!!! where they would sell sugar lips and “butter” sweatshirts. defining store for my middle school fridays downtown. Was on Elmer St by USPS.
maddie
also! bath junkie, 221 N Ave E. another core middle school memory where you could make custom body mists and lotions and stuff.
Glenn O’Neil
My brother, Dan O’Neil and Jay Jones (Jeffrey)
Would hide their books outside and get served at the Plaza
When they were in junior high!
Great place
Bill Bentley
Wow.
Ally
The Golden Egg on Elm Street from the late 80s early 90s. A children’s clothing and items boutique.
Also I don’t know about anyone else but this page is really difficult to navigate. I could not see a list in it’s entirety so don’t know if this store is already on it.
Melissa
CitySports Westfield (may have the spelling wrong here)
East Broad Street
Sports Equipment and Clothing
This is a google sheet embedded into the story as updates are made live to the data, thus making updates to the web automatic. There are schroll bars on the right and at the bottom of the embedded sheet. There are also other views in that sheet that show graphs as well. On a phone it might be more difficult, but it’s a great way to share updates in real time.
Lisa A
Fun reading this article! My uncle’s (Joe Petrone) brother-in-law was Joe Cirillo. He had moved his grocery store from Bernard Ave to 5 Maple. Uncle Joe P was married to Angie (Cirillo) and lived above the store here for years! Joe C. used to give us candy when we went to visit. Of course the kids loved that! There were 2 other Cirillo sisters Rose but I Cannot remember the other.
Peter Jonathan Jeuck
I am interested in this lineage of the Southard family since my branch of the Southard family was said by Percy Crayon in his 1902 history Rockaway Records of Morris County Families, indicated that Timothy Southard was closely related to Abraham Southard. Abraham Southard was the patriarch of the Basking Ridge Southard family. My great grandmother was born Mary Southard was a direct descendant of Timothy Southard, who likely was the younger brother of Abraham Southard. I live in Hewitt NJ, named after the iron manufacturer Abram Hewitt. Samuel Lewis Southard’s nephew was Samuel Doty Southard who married Abigail Hewitt, Abram Hewitt’s sister. Samuel Doty died fairly young, and Abram Hewitt stepped in as a de facto father to his sister’s children. Abram gave away Samuel Doty Southard’s daughter at her wedding. These Southards attended the wedding of Abram’s daughter at Ringwood Manor, in Ringwood NJ. I hope to learn from this branch of the family more about my heritage.
Oh I’m so glad The Rialto is a classic I couldn’t believe that it was such a tight race with Jolly Trolley probably because while I liked it I was definitely more of a Winston’s Girl. Thanks for the trip down memory lane
Susan J Doyle
My dad told me it closed in 1942 due to WW2 and a ban on all Motor Sports at the time. The owner sold the property to an industrial developer. He was 16 when it opened, and motorcycles raced there first. He always made it sound exciting.
It was across from where Milltown Rd meets Springfield Rd.
Alan Naso
We lived in Union from 1953 until 1967 . I never knew there was a race track there. When did it disappear. The location was where Fratchers Grove was and that is now gone. I know because my friend still lives nearby. Adventure car hop knew it well
Dan Becker
I love that race track photo. That is larger than the UHS football stands. I wonder if the exact position of the track can be made from the background details. For instance, in the back I see the ridge of the first Watchungs. Also the white house might be a clue. Is that the old Farcher’s building before the current restaurant supply business? The large stands of trees might trace the tributary of the Rahway River that goes under the road at the corner of Springfield Ave and Liberty Ave.
Gus Manz
I’ve lived in Flemington for the past 30+ years and Flemington Speedway existed for almost 100 years from a 1/2 mile dirt track in 1915 to when it was demolished in 2005 to make way for a Lowe’s and Walmart.
Diedre Locati
That was so much fun; although I’ve been gone for 50+ years, there wasn’t one I didn’t remember. My family in Westfield goes back three generations, and the memories were great ones. I’m happy it was Rialto vs. Woolworth. Those were the days.
Jackie also rented a small ranch house in Peapack owned by Anne Casey in the 1970s. We lived on that farm estate when my husband worked there. One day, a big black car pulled into our driveway, and a large man came to the door. It seemed Jackie had misplaced her house key. My husband had to go up to the house and let them in. We joked later that the dark-suited guys looked like Greek Mafia.
Carol, that must have been around the same time that she moved her horses out of Fox Chase where I worked because I know when she lived in Peapack I don’t remember the name of the street but behind our house was the entrance to Matheny School
Dona A. Monroe
I really enjoyed your article about the old airport. If you would like more information you might go speak with Les Bartell at Bartell Garden Center on Central Avenue, Clark NJ. Les’s father told me about the airport years ago. Mr. Bartell used to fly his old plane out of that air strip. Surely Les has some interesting memories of his father’s flying days. Les is a wealth of information about the area and may have some good stories for you…..
Carol Willadsen
Yes, the drive to Matheny from Main St through the stone pillars and up the hill. The farm estate where we lived on the left side as you drive up. A local resident once came to our house and asked me which house Jackie rented. When I refused to tell him he threw a fit. A hot-tempered guy.
Alan N. Carlson, M.D.
My father, H. Neil Carlson, was working on his Cessna 170B one weekend when the actor Burgess Meredith (penguin on the original Batman and manager on original Rocky) flew in for Fox Hunting with Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis. Lot’s of fond childhood memories from that place.
Nicole
I was able to get onto the property back in 2019 with a small group of friends we walked through the front gate that had the little buzzer without an issue and we stayed there for about an hour. We took pictures and walked to the very bottom of the hill to get a good view of the mansion. We were in a rebellious phase of exploring abandoned buildings and I was always the one finding them and researching.
Robert L Knoth
I am 78 yrs old. Born in Newark and grew up in Irvington. I moved to Kentucky 6 yrs ago. I am desperate for decent bread out here. Please send me a receipe for the round pizza bread used in your hot dogs. I just want a good sandwich. I can’t get NY Hard rolls either. Thanks in advance. Bob (Taco Bob) Knoth.
Steve Arrants
Supposedly, Mead Hall at Drew University is haunted. Before the campus Safety office moved to a newly built building, night operator/dispatchers had some “odd” occurances.
When my boys were young, their Dad did some renovation work at the M&M’s factory in Hackettstown. One Saturday, we took a ride up there, and although closed to the public, the workers sent out bags and bags of every kind of candy, which they literally devoured. We then went on to tour the Hackettstown State Fish Hatchery, where all three of them began feeling nauseous. Fish and Chips might be great, but Fish and M&M’s, not so much.
Paula Sorce
I remember seeing Emmylou Harris at Waterloo on August 22, 1992. It isn’t included in your list and I have looked through many achieves and the only reference to it is in the NY Times, coming events linked below.
It’s 3/4 down the article. https://www.nytimes.com/1982/08/22/nyregion/new-jersey-guide-mclean-in-englewood.html
Do you have any recourses to check this further?
I would appreciate it very much.
Thank you,
Paula
Grew up there in the 50s. Sat on that ground under the tree many times. We knew that was where Leo was buried. There were many renters in the big house. I was there when the Tiglions were born. Was in the gage with them. Evelina Curry was the trainer. She was on the Ed Sullivan Show with the Tiglions—great place to grow up.
Patricia Murphy Steege
My grandparents were on Morristown Rd and were friends with the Phifers. A quarter got you in to look around. Good memories.
Brian Houlihan
I heard Dublin Zoo was so good at breeding lions that it was known as the Lion Factory!
LB
There was a milk vending machine on Belmont Avenue, in North Haledon, in front of Ideal Farms.
Joseph Spaltro
Wood Ave. Hardware, Linden NJ. Closed up in the early 90’s. I worked there is the mid – late 80’s as a stock boy + screen & window repairs. George the Owner said “Home Depot is coming, time to sell to Sippersteins before it’s too late! (He did) They’ve been chasing me for this location for 20 years and if I keep pushing my luck, Home Depot is going to get us both”
*Sipperstiens made it in that location for about 7-10 more years before they closed, because of Home Depot.
George saw it coming and bought stock in HD. True story.
Liz Holste
FYI – Craigmere Ski Area was in New York. The Craigmeur Ski Area was in Newfoundland, New Jersey. There are many more lost ski areas of New Jersey. Skiing In New Jersey? Lost Ski Areas Of New Jersey can be found on http://www.lulu.com.
Richard Brown
Jaspan Brothers on Elmora Ave. in Elizabeth was always fun as a kid. It’s a shame these unique stores are disappearing but it is the way of the world anymore. Too bad my kids and their kids will probably never experience such things. Life was so much simpler back then.
Richard Brown
I remember two milk machines in my neighborhood in the 60’s & 70’s. One was at the corner of S. Elmore Ave. and Lidgerwood Ave. next to George’s Hot Dogs. The other was at the point of Lidgerwood Ave., Washington Ave. and Edgar Rd. across the street from St. Mary’s Cemetery. My mom would send me to this one to get a half gallon of milk in a carton on Sunday afternoons sometimes because the local corner stores were all closed. Coins were used but I don’t remember the cost but it was under 1 dollar.
One drive in you never mentioned was Shore drive in it was on route 33 and route 34 in wall township NJ
Bruce Clark
Excellent article that brought back many memories.
I was part of the 1975 ‘Phase One’ group of employees that came in from AT&T’s official headquarters at 195 Broadway in lower Manhattan. If you periodically update the article, you might want to note in the ‘AT&T and the Suburbs’ section that just as the Basking Ridge complex was generally referred to as ‘295’, this convention followed the similar reference to the NYC HQ as ‘195’.
While the lobby waterfall clearly commanded the most attention, the escalators from the circular drop-off area and executive parking lot on the ground floor brought visitors up to a spacious lounge-like area with wrap-around cushioned seating and a broad assortment of different types of telephones located adjacent to the seating — all of which were ‘live’ and had dial tones when you picked them up. The Mickey Mouse phone always seemed to be a favorite with the kids when they came in with their parents for the Holiday festivities.
That small graphic on the left in the ‘1974 – Phase 1 Construction’ section of the article that depicts a (somewhat inaccurate) painting of the complex is actually the cover of a promotional handout that was distributed to the local residents to promote AT&T as a good neighbor. I have a copy of the pamphlet and can scan it for you — just let me know.
Amelia McTamaney
My Mom was Margie of Margie’s Cake Box. She and my Dad opened the first bakery around 1950 and he stopped baking commercialy around 1990. Almost all he baked was top notch.
Amelia Alonso McTamaney
My parents began Margie’s, and my mom was Margie. The first shop was in Mountainside around 1950; then they built the building in Plainfield, opening on South Avenue in Westfield before they moved to Central Avenue across from Rialto. When they sold Margie’s, they opened a shop called Mother’s Cake Box in New Providence. We also lived in all three towns.
John Markos
The New York Candy Kitchen-(173 E. Broad Street near corner of Elm and E.Broad) and the successor Westfield Candy Kitchen and the Westfield Sweet Shoppe (219 E Broad Street – Club Pilates) were owned by the Vagelos family from 1904 until 1970. Thucydides Vagelos was my grandfather.
Bob
B & W Hackensack
My favorite for at least 70 odd years, hands down over any other crumb cake I’ve had!
But someone else told us this tidbit: Pindaros Roy Vagelos, M.D. was the CEO and Chairman of the Board of Merck & Co., Inc. from 1985 to 1994. During his tenure, he transformed the company’s drug discovery process, introduced the first statins, and organized the donation of ivermectin to treat river blindness. A great piece of Westfield history.
Aileen
Margie’s also used to have a chocolate chip cookie dough crumb cake. My mom would always buy 2 – my brothers and I would eat all the cookie dough crumbs off of 1 and leave the cake. Since Margie’s is gone now, the best is Vaccaro’s in Clark and Union County Vo-Tech is a close second
Swampwolf42
God, how I used to love marathons. “Binge watching,” for some reason, just isn’t the same. I mean, it is the same. But it isn’t
Mary Chipparullo
What ever happened to the antique horse drawn sleigh that was always placed on the green next to the tree at Christmas?
Gregg McMaster
I opened Freddys with Mike Lyons and was a close friend till he passed away in 2005. I was his right hand in the restaurant and can give you lots of Freddy T Fastbuck info and stories if you want.
Thx – also looking for Newark Velodrome hero Frank Kramer’s Cadillac ad that stated “Even Frank Kramer Drives a Cadillac.”
Robbie Reilly
Growing up in Green Village (Chatham Twp), I remember my parents telling us kids one time in the car when we were driving near Bernardsville and Harding, right down the road from us, that Jackie had lived around there. I always thought that couldn’t be true!
Adrienne Brown
Regarding comment of Thomas King January 25, 2022 at 7:44 am
What is FCS? One of the two men who owned Waterloo was cousin to my friend Elsa Cezar. His name was Percival Leach; his people were from England by way of the islands, as Jamaica, where they were Whigs judges as early as the 1700’s. Even his early efforts in the first stone house as one comes into Waterloo were beyond charming. Eventually the State of NJ had to take over, but “Brother” and Louis saved Waterloo and promoted early interest in waterways and canals so important to NJ. I just read in Mr Local History that part of the Brady estate after a fire was done for owner, …………….., by Percival Leach, in his decorator life. What is FCS?
Adrienne Brown
I only just read the document on the development of Meadowbrook Farm. Roberta would, for sure, know everything as she runs the whole place now. When the now-late Peggy Hull Chalif, as Lindabury descendant, was entertaining her Texas goddaughter (a Dryden descendant) on a visit to her family’s former stomping grounds of the Somerset Hills, Roberta was kind enough to show us the Farm and pointed out the room which had been Peggy’s mother’s when she was the daughter of the house in the RVL time.
Peggy’s parents built their white brick house on Lindabury land nearer Far Hills on the foundations of the former Van der Veer farmhouse and nearby made the Chalif Dancing School (Bernardsville) where many of us — Gill Girls — took ballet and toe classes, made from the “Barn Studio.”
It is said in the family that Mrs Hull called the electrician to change a light bulb according to my memory. Mrs Hull’s Victorian sette with the needlepointed upholstery she did herself did is now in Frenchtown with Peggy’s daughter, Skye, my 8th cousin as a Durling or a Stillwell, according to Ancestry.
Does anyone know what happened to the two St Bernard’s boys, Jim and Joe Finnegan, sons of Lois Lindabury? They grew up further up Old Chester Road from my father’s house which was later the home of a Gill French teacher who married a man named Ross and then later owned a print and painting galllery on Claremont Road in Bernardsville. So many memories.
I remember a time when it seemed like there was a milk machine on every city block. I lived in the Weequahic section in Newark and on Elmora Avenue in Elizabeth and Hillside;
I could swear there was a machine on Lyons Avenue but I definitely remember one on Keer Avenue. This was 1959 thru 1964. And the milk was Tuscan Dairy. I think the quarts of milk were 26 cents.
Ricky Schiel
Pam
My dad and his brother worked at the Clark White Diamond location in 1960-1962. They farmed with their dad in North Carolina during summers and traveled to New Jersey for the rest of the year to work.
Bill Roller
I had the honor of being an usher in a wedding where Bobby Thomson was a guest. All the Groomsmen (me included) and the Best Man had him surrounded and asked questions for 45 minutes. He was humble, flattered and extremely friendly. I think he lived in Mountainside, NJ.
Dan Collins
When I was 11 or 12, Bobby Thomson came to the Little League fields for opening day. I think he threw out the first pitch and signed autographs…
Rory Britt
We did retrieve it, and it’s sitting in the barn at the Wagner Farm Arboretum. Mayor Lisa Lontai has made it known that she wants the project to restore and display it completed this year, so there has already been activity between Historic Sites and DPW to see if they can contract someone to restore it, and figure out how to fund raise to pay for it.
Laurie Fromm
I have a catechism published in 1789 which has a note attached that it is property of the Bricks School, Chester Township, Burlington County.
Is this an historic school?
Do you archive such historic books?
Mary Fahy
Lovely article My parents (Thomas & Margaret Fahy ) new McGovern’s Tavern very well .
I miss all the old Irish and their fun loving ways. God Bless
Jay Rose
Hello Bedminster, New Jersey.
I spent my early life in Bedminster, Bristol (UK). It’s interesting that yours is in the Somerset hills, as ours is also close to the county of Somerset in South West England.
I have something of a circular story, as my Grandfather was an American G.I. during WWII and he was also a full blood Cherokee. So, although he wasn’t from N.J. but Oklahoma, I find it somewhat Ironic that I have such a strong link with your country, while sharing my personal origins in Bedminster.
Bedminster was quite a poor, working class area in the late 60’s and early 70’s when I was there. My earliest memories were of cold winter mornings, with Ice formed around the sash windows of our house and paraffin heaters to keep warm. I could only have been 2 or 3 years old then.
We moved to another part of Bristol, England sometime after, which I remember with more detail and I left Bristol altogether at the age of 16, when I joined the Army. I have been all over the world since then, but sadly, never to visit your lovely town. Maybe I will make it there someday soon, as I plan to find out more of my heritage in Oklahoma. I wish anyone who reads this, all the best for 2025 and congratulations on the Inauguration of your new President Donald J. Trump.
Jimmy Vilade
Peapack’s Ski Hill had a Ford Model A motor for the tow line up the hill. I’m a car guy 🙂
Later, a 1948 Chevy truck engine powered the tow. 🙂 Also a car guy 🙂
Wendy Mihok Ross
People need to get up in arms and protest visually and vocally about this. Bernardsville is already insane to drive thru but to build that size building on 1.08 acres is NUTS.
Frank
I want to share my experience with this place, Blairsden. I’m getting chills now, FYI. This was about 40 years ago. Im now 62 . Anyway it started when I was a guy in bands playing guitar, and I focused on that and had two security jobs for spending money. I worked at the Hills development in Peapack from 11 am to 11 pm, 3 nights a week. They were just building it. I would bring my Marshall amps, try to do the Van Halen thing, take them into the sample trailers, and crank them up !! So I got home one night and got a call from Jack Thompson, the boss of the security company. He said I need a favor. Could I go to this address, Blairsden, and cover until 7 am as the security guy there walked or ran out and quit. So I went. It was a long ride up this road inside big iron gates to the house; outside the house was a big round courtyard driveway. I was to go with the clockbox to the key stations in various parts of the house .!!!! I swear I have not read any of WNJ’s posted stories about this place I am telling you what I saw !!!! The main room, with windows to the round courtyard, had a huge fireplace with gold all around it. I had to go on this crappy old elevator that shook and lurched to the basement for a key station. Down there was black barred rooms like a prison maybe a ceiling of 6-7 ft.I hit the key once and never went back down there. It felt like electricity in the air. Then, I had to take the elevator upstairs. There was a long, maybe 150-foot straight hallway with many doors or rooms. The key box was at the end of the hall with a tiny light. Some doors were partially opened. Man, I was scared. I hit that key once and did not go back. There was a massive kitchen with a walk-in fridge. I camped out in the first room, which had two lamps and near the front door. It was so spooky, it felt like static if you can imagine that. Surprisingly, I fell asleep, as I had just been off another site, and woke to slight brightness out the front windows. I looked out, and there were tall shrubs around the circle outside. No lie, there were 7-8 deer with only their heads sticking out, staring straight at me. They disappeared as it got lighter about 20 minutes later. Out back was a big valley and huge stairs that went down into it. As I stood there, I felt like something wanted my attention. I could feel it, but didn’t see anything. I started to feel nausea set in. It was so strange. Then, I got a call on the walkie-talkie from the front fence. They said my relief guard was here. I tried the walkie through the night, but there was no answer. The guy out front by the road said he never heard a call. (no cell phone then )As I went out to my car to leave, the feeling was tremendous, like something wanted to show me something. I had to and wanted to leave. As I got to the gate, the fence guard was gone. The relief guard who would go to the house, who had been there before, said to me, “You ok ? I said no, really scared, something is weird up there,” he said as he walked up to me close. Don’t come back; this is not for you; this is my time and journey away. What the hell does that mean? OK, man, I said, and he stared at me angrily as I drove away. I was never back. So that’s my story, I Love your stuff. Peace
Frank
Frances Otto Griffin
That was special and brought back many memories. I am 86 and graduated from Westfield Senior High School in 1956, from Muhlenberg Hospital School of Nursing in 1959, Seton Hall University with a BSN and St. Joseph’s University with an M.S. I have still been in contact with my McKinley Elementary classmates as of this year. Westfield was a special place to grow and learn. Thank you.
Diane Melone
After Paul Cusano passed away my father, Nicholas Melone, was the general manager of American Shuffleboard for over 50 years. Sol Lipkin and my father played a huge role in its success. It wasn’t until after Nick retired that the company fell into much less capable hands. He was a humble guy and in
many ways the unsung hero willing to let others have center stage.
James Robert Christian
My Grandfather had his own bar stool there.
Pete McCann
Played hockey for The Dive, back in the day!
Francois Michal
Owner at one time Don the lifeguard taught me how to swim at the Roselle Swim Club. When I was of age he was the Bartender!
Joanne Clements
My uncle and cousin owned the Texaco next door.
Dolores DeGroat
My father was a bartender there in the 60’s. Friends with Steve Redzinak, A/k/a the Russian. He was the owner at the time. My father had to wear a white shirt and tie. Loved it when he would bring home the burgers or soft shell crab sandwiches.
Daniel Zilka
Interested in speaking with someone about diners at the 1939 Worlds Fair
Gualberto Malave
I served my apprenticeship as a Carpenter for local #455 UBC. It was quite experience working with older Carpenters of the trade at that time, Briscoe construction was the contractor then. I was proud to this day to have worked on such beautiful structure as AT&T Basking Ridge, NJ.
Grete Terjesen
I grew up in Berkeley Heights. We moved there in 1964. Once we got our drivers license, we would explore along Hillcrest Road. People were living in that gate house at that time. Up along the dirt road on the left of the gate house, there was a large commune with a lot of interesting individuals coming in and out.
Margaret W Sullivan
Somerville’s Historic Advisory Committee has maintained a working list of Sears homes, both confirmed and to be authenticated, since 2000. We have never been able to identify with certainty the Altona aka model C121 and believe it was possibly demolished. I would be curious to know what other homes, besides the 4 listed on your map –all known to us–have been identified. I would also appreciate learning if any more come to light. We are reluctant to list addresses publicly due to privacy concerns.
Nancy Hunt Pasanen
I worked as a secretary at AT&T 295 in the early 1980s. That was a magical place. Such a beautiful complex surrounded by bucolic landscaping. It was a magnificent place, and I feel fortunate I had the opportunity to be part of it. The buildings had a Frank Lloyd Wright feeling to them. If I could go back in time, this is exactly where I would go.
Michael Kelman
Some friends and I really got into Weird NJ back in 2002-2003. Blairsden was on the top of our list to go. One day in the fall we took a drive and because most of the leaves were down we were able to see the back entrance and stairs . Short walk from our car to the stairs and took the climbs up. Walked around half of the house, specifically by the reflecting pool with all of the busts. Took a few pics and decided to take one of the chapel through the window. Don’t know if it was us or the flash from the camera but a motion sensor got set off causing a loud alarm to start blaring. We flew back down the stairs at a speed if you tried to stop you’d start rolling down them. When we got to the car there was an old man sitting on his porch laughing his ass off. I’m guessing this was a scene he’d seen before. Floored it down the road praying to see no cops. Thankfully no trouble. To this day one of my favorite college memories and as soon as I tuck my kids in tonight I’ll be in the basement looking for the pictures.
Thanks for sending. We get a lot of these stories. Our researchers even have a few. Now that the home is in private hands and been fully restored, it just doesn’t seem as scary. That Weird NJ really brought light to the tales. Take a look at the inside today – https://www.mrlocalhistory.org/blairsden-2/
Thanks for sharing this fascinating history! We live in the Spencer family’s former home on West Oak, and our son’s name is Austin – what a remarkable coincidence. I learned a lot from your article.
I used to play at Charlane Whitlock’s house on Spencer Rd. It was on the bend as you headed down to Lake Rd. Her family moved to Summit when we were in 5th or 6th grade. Kept in touch with her for quite awhile. Not so now. She was in Illinois. She went to Northwestern. Fond memories.
Grew up on 97 Spencer. It started as a tiny postwar cube of a postwar house. Now it’s a sprawling ranch. Even as a tiny cube, a great place to grow up.
I remember the Spencers lived next door to us (1958-1967). Their son had been killed overseas (Korean War?) And Spencer Road was named for him. Previously, it was Serpentine Rd.
Spencers lived on the corner of West OaK & Hillside Terrace at 122 Spencer Road. He worked at Public Service in Newark and was tax collector for Bernards Township for over 25 years. Of his two (2) boys Trueman was the younger….he and my father wanted to open a hardware store. Truman went to work for Bernards Builders. Pittsburgh Paint hired him away from there as a sales rep. He and his wife, Jean, lived on Park Lane (between 202 and Madisonville Road). Their kids Alice and Jim are probably your age, Larry, or John Carlson’s. They all moved to NYS when 287 took their house. Trueman’s brother, Austin, was a pilot in WWII stationed in Nova Scotia. He married a Canadian and had a child. He flew out over the ocean and was never seen again. Yes, Spencer Road was named for Austin Spencer. The boy’s mother died young, and Mr. Spencer remarried. He no longer lived in that house.
Of course! I grew up on the farm. My dad was head herdsman .My sister was born same day as Peter. I understand he lives in our house. Would love to see the updates on it. The punched out glitter rolls made great Christmas decorations.
Best article ever! I had no idea that while I so enjoy seeing the cows on this property as I drive by (Oklahoma girl that I am) I was also going by a glitter factory. Join that with the nudist colony in Basking Ridge and we are in an absolutely fabulous disco party area!! Who knew!! Thanks so much for your work.
We should connect. I’ve been digging into this story as well after putting down for a few years. I finally purchased the 1939 World’s Fair 250+ page book and NOTHING – no vendor info, no Paramount Dining Car contracts, no Arthur E. Sieber contracts, no Diner of the Future mentions. So we’re baffled as well. The truth does lie somewhere, but can’t reach the Mana owner to understand the Louis Bridges/Walter Bridges connections.
Harry was a great guy. I took a carving class with him at Bernard’s high school in the late 70s and early 80s. He did my uncle’s statue in Liberty Corner, “The Mountain Man” and many others.
Don Gehan via Social Media
When I was running marathons, that’s around where one of my routes would end. Hence, he’s been Finish Line Jesus to me for over 25 years.
Robin Brooks
I was a friend of J’s when I was briefly dating his best friend. He was 16 at the time, and his best friend lived in Far Hills. Since we toured around in the boyfriend’s sports car before I had my own license, I was never sure where we were headed so I always assumed when we landed at J’s house that we were still in Far Hills. In those days J also did not yet have his license. His dad bought him a TR3 I think it was- still on blocks to save the tires until he could drive it. He was also into drums that sat in the garage. The BF dumped me, but when I landed in school in Boston where J was going to N.U., he would visit me in the dorm from time to time, and he also invited me to see him play at the Psychelic Supermarket in Boston (Kenmore Square) with the beginnings of his band. He kind of drifted away after that and the last I saw him he was crossing a street in Watertown. That must have been about 1967 or maybe ’68. I saw him in concert years later but never got to see him – I did send him a note. He was always a big sports car buff and eventually went to work in restorations later in life.
Robert King
The road was named after my uncle’s brother, a WWII vet who did not return. I swam in his parents’ pool as a kid on that street around 55.
We were told that over 2,000 people visited the Festival of Trees and came from as far as New York City. The Mr. Local History Project gave away over 500 holiday greeting cards as well during the event. Can’t wait till you all see our tree for the 2020 festival!
John M Babyak wrote – Week before the ‘78 Hamilton Farm fire, I was on security guard duty at Hamilton Farm, specifically watching the US Equestrian Team HQ. Falls City Security was my employer. The night of the fire, I was inexplicably reassigned to another job site. Had I been there, I would have seen the fire start no doubt and could have called in help. I’m still suspicious of the circumstances. A classmate of mine from UVM perished in the fire.
James Alexander posted on FB ” working that night when the P.D. at astor estate fire bombed we caught that guy”
Martha Brown Heiner posted on FB – How about the fire in the barn of the Charles Wickenhaver property in 1903 which prompted the organization of Basking Ridge Fire Co. in 1904? Wickenhaver sold the property to St. Mark’s Church in 1909.
Martha Brown Heiner wrote on FB – Mr.Localhistory I actually have a B’ville news article. Check around July 2004 there was an article by Jake on the Celebration of the 100th anniversary of the fire department. If you can’t find it , I can supply a copy. Good discussion of other historical fires too. Also, there is a book on history of St. Mark’s (The Lion’s Tale) which discusses this event too, and has a picture of Charles Wickenhaver and family standing outside his home (the current church rectory).
James Alexander wrote on FB – Steve Gilley’s motorcycle was pushed down to Cedar Hill school and was found there I’m pretty sure the subject who did it was charged. Steve Gilley was working the desk when he smelled the smoke. Dennis Couldron and I were working the road when a 5 gallon gas can was thrown into the front courtroom window. It was a mixture of two types of paint. The gas can was found in the subjects garage.
Here’s some info from a local FB page:
Posted in You Know Your’re from Basking Ridge FB Group…. 1/19/2020
Jayna Rydzinski I honestly can’t recall any Asian-Indians, Chinese or any other Asian folks living in Basking Ridge in the 1960’s – early 1970s. However, I believe there might have been a few Native American families living in BR at that time.
Gregg Ammon Harris In the 70′ Dr. Henry Kim, his wife and son, Johnny, moved in. Both mother and father were pediatricians, father also was an emergency physician at Morristown Memorial and Johnny was a varsity soccer player at RHS (class of ’76, I believe)
The Matsuoka family also lived in Basking Ridge in the 70s. Bryce was RHS class of ’79. He played soccer and the cello. They were Korean.
Steven K. Peer Also that Chinese girl, Hope Chen, don’t remember how long she was in BR. Class of 1979
Pam Robertson Yes – also the Shiba family Randy (now deceased) and Dave. Class of 1975
Robert King Benny Hsoia class of 67. Pronounced Shaw. Played in the band The Checkmates.
Robert King Kashmiry family brother and sister late 60’s.
Bill Lytle Hassan Dyam (spelling) and his older brother – they lived across from the Crawford farm. They both played football.
John M Babyak I was good friends with Ernie Chen and Dave Shiba, both RHS classmates ‘77. The Chen Family lived at 55 Juniper Way, and the Shiba’s lived at 32 Culberson Road. I believe Ernie and Dave are now living in the Chicago area.
Your post on affordable housing development in Basking Ridge is very informative and eye-opening. But I don’t see any mention of the Dewey Meadow Village Development which is currently under construction.
My dad, Thomas Maher, is in the 1929 picture of the Basking Ridge Fire Department. He was 18 years old.
That’s true. We added Dewey Meadow and also the recent Quarry fight.
In my high school days I was a valet parker at the Oldmill and don’t forget Meryl Streep also lived in the area
Never new about the Red Devil Tool connection. Bill Riley ’74 Go Devils!!
Eileen Wall Mundorff wrote It was also a place to go vote because I remember my mother working the polls in the 50s since Tuesday was her day off from Salmon’s 5&10 on Olcott Square in Bernardsville. People could vote and shop for new cars! Win-win for Werring!
Ernest A. Morra wrote: “That was the best dealership around. My whole family purchased many cars from Mr. John Werring. A very friendly place.”
I worked in the parts department from 1977 until 1980 under Harold and Tom Magee, John Werring was a true gentleman and a great boss! He always had caring attitude towards his employees and that migrated to how his customers were treated by the employees. I sure do miss working there, great little town, everyone was considered a good neighbor and friend. Very nice article about local history!
We owned Hawke’s Village Hardware directly across the street from Werring’s and purchased a truck from them during that time. John Werring and his employees were good folks!
Beverly Bischoff Fox wrote ” I still have an invoice for a Nova wagon purchased from Werring Chevrolet-Oldsmobile in 1963…..$2,840.40″
What an interesting write up; I love your posts!!!!!!!
I feel that in the bracket category that Pistilli’s pizzeria and restaurant will be the final winner of the brackets
It’s not the winner, it’s the journey. And you have to win win with votes to advance. 🙂
Where is Widow White buried?
You should organize a local Revolutionary War history walking tour on:
1) Widow White’s tavern
2) Presbyterian Church cemetery ( soldiers, legend of oak tree where Washington and Lafayette allegedly had a lunch
3) Revolutionary War Hospital (sign n Maple Avenue)
4) Boudinot House
5) William Alexander/Lord Stirling home location
March 16, 2020
I live in Basking Ridge and am a Revolutionary war enthusiast. I found this article very interesting with far more details than what I knew about William Alexander. I have several questions:
1) Who wrote this article?
2) When is the Lord Stirling festival this year? I would like to visit the wine cellar
3) Does Basking Ridge sponsor a walking tour related to American Revolutionary War sites? (the only ones that I am aware of are Widow White’s Tavern (sign), Presbyterian Cemetery, Lord Stirling’s manor site, Boudinot estate, log hut hospital sign). I think that there would be some interest and generate some revenue for the town)
Thanks- Bob Wong
I did the research and wrote the article based on that research. The festival is typically the first Sunday in October and is run by Somerset County Parks Commission. No there’s not a walking tour currently, but I’ve written about most of the sites. The Basking Ridge Rev War hospital is a little dodgy on the facts but I might dig in at some point. Glad you liked the piece. I certainly learned a lot doing it. There’s a few good books on Stirling, who actually was quite a rascal with his lottery. But it is also sad he died heavily in debt and evidently had a bad drinking problem to boot.
“He was given special praise on the occasion of Independence in 1777. ”
1777? I believe that the date was 4 July 1777.
As we continue the research – the interactive map is a virtual tour of many of the stories we’ve documented that impacted Basking Ridge – Check out – https://www.google.com/maps/d/u/0/viewer?mid=1Tj7UqlX8ndW1ZIFL9C93sEX7K4PHhVRt&ll=40.73559179489243%2C-74.54386265000005&z=13
Did you come across the name Rev. Francis Peppard? We believe him to be one of the first Pastors of the Basking Ridge Presbyterian Church? I am a descendant of his.
Yes we did – 4. Peppard, Mary, dau. of Francis & Clarrisa 1802
Peppard, Francis 1760
Peppard, Clarissa 1775
Peppard, Reuben C. 1806
April 19, 2020
Dear Mr. Betz,
Great article on the Basking Ridge hospital. I did not know that this was THE hospital used during the Jockey Hollow encampment. a copy of the hospital is in the exhibit at basement of Washington’s Headquarters Museum in Morristown. Interesting that the 3 wards were totally separate from one another. I was not aware of James Tilton or John Morton. Is Morton’s gravesite (“behind the cemetery”) able to be visited by the public?
Thanks,
Bob Wong
I’ll have to go look at the basement exhibit when it reopens. Not sure on where Morton is buried as most sources stated he was buried on his property, but there is question on how much of the Presbyterian church cemetery creeped and might have merged with some of John Morton’s property (but we think it is close since they mention he was buried on a hill and there’s a hill behind the cemetery). Honestly, this is where I love history. One story just leads to another.
Not to be critical but…..
isn’t that a Eagle, Globe and Anchor on Sgt William B Neill’s campaign hat?
Thanks for writing. You’re referring to the image on the right, not within the article. Sgt. Neil was posted in a book about Basking Ridge. The Neils’s are actually in Bernardsville today and have met David Neill a number of times over at MJ Neil. As to the medal, I can’t confirm.
I have a very special place in my heart for SHCC – my dad, Guido Matera, worked there on the grounds and inside (in addition to his full time job!). He was only 6 weeks old when the current clubhouse opened in 1918!! He spoke so highly of many of the members and also some of the professional golfers he met. He was so proud to work at SHCC. Many special moments there as a kid and also an adult – and who can forget the July 4th fireworks!
Jean Smalley wrote: “I loved going there as a kid w my dad to watch the planes. We would sit on the hood of the car.. great article!thanks!”
Willie Dade – Before they paved the runway ,my Uncle was landing from the Lord Stirling School end of the runway , and the bumpy grass terrain bent the tip of one of the prop blades.
Gina Kalvin wrote “this is where my father had his 1948 Taylorcraft. Jackie soloed but he sold the plane before I could. Great memories!”
Gloria Borchert wrote: “My father paved the runways.”
Mark Waters wrote us: ” When I was about 10 or 11 years old I saved up $10, rode my bike to the airport, and, without my parents knowing about it, took may first plane ride. It was in a Piper Cub. There was some snow on the grass runway and the plane was outfitted with skis. That experience gave me the “flying bug” and I eventually got my pilot’s license.”
Judith Klein Woodruff wrote: ” As children my dad used to take us there to watch the planes. Later in his life he took flying lessons there and got his pilot license.”
Karen Jones Potts wrote: “My dad spent hours hanging around the airport. He also had a plane that he kept there. He loved that place and always wanted his ashes sprinkled over it during a fly by. He was unable to get that wish because by the time he passed away the airport was no longer there”
My buddies and I used to ride our bikes down Lord Sterling Rd to the airport, get a bottle of Dr Pepper out of the machine there and spend an hour or two hanging around and gawking at the airplanes. This was in the 1968-69 timeframe. Good memories of that place, sad that it’s gone.
I believe one of the fatal crashes in the 60s involved a teenager with the last name Yingling. Can’t remember his first name. Such a tragedy.
When I moved in with my wife in Millington in 1985, I used to check out the field, sneaking in through the loosely chained gate. For years there was a derelict fuselage of what was probably a canvas covered aircraft still on the field, though I did not get to close to examine it as it was inhabited by a beehive. I’m pretty good at aircraft identification as an aviation historian, but could not identify it.
Thank you for the history lesson. I grew up in Peapack/Gladstone/Far Hills in the 50s & 60s. I used to exercize Gay Koven Klipstein’s horses….used to ride across the KML property, go over to to Walter Matheny & Blairsden & then as close to Lake Road in Far Hills. It was a charming place to be a child. I miss Ravine Lake Road!
Mr.Local history wrote: Regarding the SCPC involvement, I followed up on this with the head of Somerset County Parks Commission, Geoffrey D. Soriano, resident of Bridgewater. The 90 acres has NOTHING to do with the park system. The 90 acres under development is leased to the developer for 100 years by Somerset County. Little is known what happens in 100 years when the lease expires but there are legal precedents set on what typically happens (can Google it) . Peapack will reap property tax so that’s good. Otherwise, we have one of the best parks in the state in our backyard. I encourage EVERYONE to visit it. Hope this helps understand the history.
I think you on right on with your growth analysis differential between Bedminster and Bernards Townships. My prognosis for Bedminster is that we’ll see growth as the large estates break up. I hope I am totally wrong.
Your Events Listing should include AT&T Long Lines opening in Bedminster (I think 1977).
Finally, I appreciate your history stories of the Somerset Hills.
Thank you for the detailed information on Natirar, its history and the new luxury home project. The county park is one of my favorite walking paths.
I am interested in any tours that become available after the pandemic. I’m already on your mailing list.
My Dad was a chauffeur in the late 20’s early 30’s and my Mom came from Ireland and worked in the house, that is how my Mom and Dad met and married. My two brothers I believe lived on the estate until my parents moved to Bernardsville.
Back in the early 70s, I used to walk there to buy cheap cigarettes- $.24 a pack plus $.01 tax. A whopping $.25 a pack.
My mom worked there, many years! At Christmas we would bake cookies and bring them to the patients! (70s/80s)
An 1872 map of the area (link below) shows the NJ West Line was to run through the VA property towards Liberty Corner West of Millington. Lyons, Basking Ridge, Bernardsville was only a spur line to reconnect and Gladstone was only a proposed spur at the time.
Great find. We’re now going to dig further to find out how cool it would have been to have a train station at Liberty Corner and Pluckemin. Thanks for the share.
I think it should be turned into a museum
Like the Museum of Life and Science in North Carolina.
http://Www.thinkmomi.org, an emerging museum in NJ could be interested in a public-private partnership.
Interesting thought. Interesting concept. Be interesting to see what the LSS mission statement really is……. or should be moving forward.
I think they should look at the successful Bucks County horse park on how to make money from private horses great trails 👍some cross country jumps. Is the outside ring(s) in good shape with good footing? Any lights? A Friday night jumper show with open to the public food trucks would not only bring in money but would be a way to get more people interested in taking lessons. Care classes teaching grooming and tacking up. So people who may just love horses but not want to ride would be part of L.S. a IEA team. A competitive middle and high school teams this is a big part of the today’s industry. A few years back the Y did a program of a “free month” for anyone in a certain grade..to boost its membership
If you would like the stables to continue as a a County Stables in 2021, please write to the County Parks Commission and the County Freeholders and/or attend Freeholder meetings and speak during public comment. Let them know that you, Somerset County Residents, want them to re-open LSS in 2021 and ask them to include funds for operating costs and the purchase of new school horses in the budget. You can also sign up for Informational County emails on the Somerset County website.
Living in NJ my whole life I can honestly say that Lord Stirling Stable is my favorite place. Both of my children (one of whom is handicapped) took riding lessons there. With over 50 horses and 450 acres of trails, lessons day and night, handicapped – jumping. Family fun days, hay rides, dog walks, pony rides and birthday parties.The friendliest people you will ever meet. It is truly a awesome treasure and my happy place. One of my mane (pun intended 🙂 reasons to stay in NJ. To lose this stable would be such an insurmountable loss with repercussions for generations to come. Also perhaps their is a wealthy NJ corporation or philanthropist who might pick up some of the cost? SOS save our Staple!
No.
And, if you are going to insist on such redundancy in the midst of other old surrounding towns of character, then make it Historic Bernards Township. Historic will not make it any more epic (another abused trendy word).
I worked for Jim Calvin as a mechanic at the airport from late 1975 to early 1977, between leaving the Navy and joining the Air Force. Also worked there for the flight school, Sky Quest Aviation, washing and fueling airplanes in trade for flying time. Bernie Tomko, also a veteran of Naval aircraft maintenance, was the other mechanic. He owned a Cessna 150 that was black with yellow wings, and modified for short takeoffs and landings.
By the mid 70’s Jim had plowed up the grass runways and would put in a corn crop, so the paved east-west runway was the only one available.
How do we find out who to contact to get on a list for an apartment?
Sorry, don’t have that research.
Bernards Township IS one of the best examples of a historic treasure in New Jersey. We hope the public feels the same.
The P-51 Mustang, N6523D, actually crashed on February 4, 1960. It was purchased THAT DAY by the pilot, who landed about halfway down the runway which was not yet paved.
That aircraft is actually still flying, out in California.
Lee Corbin I remember Bernie and his 150. He would often fly over to Flanders Airport and visit the restaurant. We nick named him “Black Hawk Bernie”. What a great guy!
My grandfather Ralph Waldo Earl owned Shalebrook Farm in the1940s. I have a few pictures of them harvesting apples and hay; Belgian horse-drawn wagons and such. They must have had dairy cows as well. I have one aerial picture of the farm, and one of their large farmhouse.
My father Richard Earl renovated an old barn, moved it across Route 202 and started Shalebrook Farm Market on the corner of Route 202 and Bailey’s Mill Road in the early 1950s. I used to sit on top of open truckloads of corn and pumpkins that he would bring up from South Jersey. He owned that market until about 1963 when we moved out of state.
We’d love to take a look at your images and possibly add to the story. Can take a phone pic and send via our Contact us page.
As a Bristolian, I was quite amused to hear that there is a Bedminster USA, and quite a posh place by the sounds of it. Bedminster, Bristol is not posh, it is definitely a blue-collar part of town, where people still speak Bristolian dialect (like farmers, or pirates). Growing up on the other side of town, we used to call them “Bemmies”. Later, I actually lived there, on North St. It’s becoming quite gentrified now. Who’d’ve thought that! Girt Bemmie becoming trendy! Mind you, you still have to drink hard cider in the pubs there.
Hello sister resident. Thanks for writing and now you have an entire family here in New Jersey, USA. Tell your friends to read and write. We can become pen pals online!
Chris Lewis Such great childhood memories. The Oompa Band and birch beer on tap. The antique car show where they had the rolling down the hill contest. The year Forbes had a hot air balloon and gave tethered rides. And, of course, the year Bums in the Park performed 😉
Patricia Murphy Steege Loved the Kiwanis Fair! I remember the large wooden boat ride, the swings, and the AAUW booksale in the basement.
I’d ride in the Kielblock’s antique car down the Oak Street School hillside. Which car, with the motor off, could roll the farthers?
Then in high school, we’d come back from Band Camp, in Johnsonburg, and play at the Fair.
I saw a few familiar names in this article. Thank you for sharing.
Lots of wonderful memories.
Suzanne Dudley Tufariello I remember it!! Was on the drill team at Ridge. Came home from band camp and participated in the Parade on Monday morning and after the Kiwanis fair.
Robin Evans Love it, end of the summer, seeing classmates before school began. My favorite year was Ty Kashmiry and the twins (?) playing the Stones…..anyone remember the name of the Band?
Amy Kirberger Lopas Spin art, cotton candy, dog show, dunking booth.
Karen Jones Potts This was the high lite if the summer when I was a kid. It was over Labor day weekend and school started 2-3 days after
Barbara Antonides Loved the hayride
Jim DiQuattro The Kiwanis Fair was always the highlight to the end of summer and start of the new school year! I loved it!
I remember one year, probably one of the coldest August days ever, Patty Milne and I got dunked in the dunking booth. Boy were our Moms mad.
I won the adult women’s tennis tournament when I was 16 🙂
We took our young boys there in the ‘90’s. We could walk there from our house which is close to Oak Street School in whose parking lot it took place. The boys showed our dog there in the dog show. They also purchased gold fish. It was a wonderful low key fair where you didn’t have to worry about losing a child. And everyone knew each other. Our boys have such fond memories of the fair and were so upset when they stopped having it.
I was 3 when we moved to Spencer Rd in Basking Ridge. The Kiwanis Fair was such a big part of growing up there! My mother, Marge West, worked in the food booth selling hamburgers. I have so many memories from that fair! Jane Forbes crowning Gretchen Heyer! I remember that! Thanks so much for posting this! Makes me smile!
Kiwanis fair was the highlight of the summer…I remember standing in line for the ferris wheel, and hearing some girls talking about Woodstock…riding ponies…and of course winning a goldfish…every year…great times…sad that future generations won’t get to experience the same
I ran into Eric Mundorff at the Fair in 1968. We knew each other from Ridge High. He graduated in ’66 and I graduated in ’67. We spent the evening together, wandering the Fair and catching up. Married 49 years as of September 18, 2020.
Won the raw egg toss about 1960
The year the Forbes balloon was there, must have been ’76 or ’77, my buddies and I ended up helping to haul the balloon down after each ride. It was hard work but we weren’t doing anything else. At the end of the day the Forbes crew rewarded us with some ice cold Coors! (we were all over 18) Back then Coors was never seen east of the Mississippi indeed some would say it was illegal east of the Mississippi (yes children, Smoky and Bandit was an almost semi-true story) We were thrilled!!
It was a true end of summer rite of passage for myself and my sister in the 70’s. We would leave the beach life and it was back to Basking Ridge before school started back again after Labor Day. First time I ever had cotton candy was at the Fair and every year I would win the goldfish, carry it home in the plastic bag and hope i could keep it alive until Christmas!
Thank you for this history. My family, The Sheptock family actually lived in Maple Cottage until moving to Florida in 1984. So glad there are photos of it. Brings back so many childhood memories
My wife and I went to the Blues Picnic on July 4, 1977. We sat in the tent where Muddy Waters played just a few feet from him. All the other blues artists were great as well. If that were not enough, we drove directly from the picnic to Madison Square Garden in the city for that evening’s Pink Floyd ‘Animals’ concert. We won the Floyd tickets on a WNEW-FM ticket giveaway call in. I wish I still had the stamina to do that and the luck to keep winning tickets. But I still have my wife so all still remains quite well indeed!👍
Great Artiicle on Waterloo! I remember going there in the past and happy to see all of the great changes that have been made. I will return!!
I remember going to the fair in the 1950’s . It was one of the highlights of my childhood. The Eastern Star tended the cotton candy booth back then and since my mom, Ruth Heckel, was a member, she would volunteer to make the cotton candy.
Great memories!
Great article and I truly appreciate your efforts in gather insightful and important history about our local area. It amazes me that all of these important people who built our nation lived, worked and fought in our our backyards. Please keep it up! One thing of note, I think the compass bearing is off on the Stirling Estate map, as if you line it up with an online map of today, it would appear that E is where N should be.
Thanks for writing. You’re going to have to prove it to me. We did have to add it to the map because it wasn’t on the original we photographed.
Bill again
its not gilded in 23k its gilded in 23.75 karat gold also it was never gilded in 14 karat gold
14 karat gold is mostly silver 1. it would tarnish 2. its silver colored
I appreciate the love dedicated to this piece but its important to get the facts straight especially about the anatomy – that myth still bothers me its click bait
Went to kindergarten at Ridge High in 52/53. Rhen 4 years at Maple Avenue. Then 5th and 6th grade at Cedar Hill which was just built.
I also remember a friend of my mother had a picture of her class at Maple Avenue, probably around 1920.
Fond memories of LC Elementary School and Cannonball Kennedy 😂
I Pamela Koch am the Author of “For Goodness Sake : The Story Behind The Saint James 9/11 Bereavement Support Group” which took place at Saint James Church after the horrific event of 9/11. 76 families and 104 children from all over New Jersey as far away as Hoboken and Jersey City came to seek aid for their traumatic grief. Together, for two years, they worked thru their grief toward transformation while surround by 68 volunteers People of Goodness who stood along side them every step of the way. These 9/11 families have put their traumatic grief in action have made this world a better place. Basking Ridge High Library holds a copy. You can find online as well.
Are there any kosher bakeries that make shtreusel kuchen
Excellent work on all the information. Really well done.
Took lessons there in 1974. Always wished I finished.
My dad was maintenance man for Chartwell Manor boarding school. Mr Lynch was headmaster,His wife Judy and Mrs Stimpson ran he kitchen and did Laundry. He went with them to the Mendham location. Amazing place, bathroom hidden behind wall panels, Slate floor in dining room, amazing tower staircase and the basement had many rooms like a catacomb maze. Very creepy.
Brooks, the tax records show the Feldsteins have owned the property since 2000. No recent sales, so in answer to your question above, it’s not been sold and the listings merely Withdrawn according to the MLS. Cheers!
That’s what I’m seeing as well. We’ll see if they reply to my email requests. What a terrible story!
The link to the Unsolved Mysteries I saw years after I had been there is below.
They had I believe 8 Afghan Dogs, I was not aware of the cats. If I remember correctly, they also had a bunch of goats and I would put the dogs in the pen with the goats.
My parents had a historian at that time come to our house and tell some history of the property. It was believed to have an Indian Burial ground back there but not sure where on our property. There was a rock wall that went through out property and continued on that they said was a retaining wall built by George Washington’s troops. They also figured that he slept in our barn, which was the original house. I was scared of the barn and I think it was haunted. There’s a lot more history to that property. 20 acres of our property my parents donated to NJ Conservation Foundation so it couldn’t be built on. Not sure if that’s still the case, but I would hope so. I haven’t lived there since probably 84 or so.
https://unsolvedmysteries.fandom.com/wiki/Beaty_Castle
It’s actually quite a marvelous story riddled with sadness and joy. We are working diligently on restorations and hope to update the website with our progress! I am also currently working on a novel which will bring to life both fiction and non- fictitious characters while weaving together my husbands and my current life. The castle had not been sold. It was withdrawn from the market and so it seems to have a mind of its own when choosing its owners. Phareloch will celebrate its 100 th birthday this year!
My dad, Herb Hilmer, who is 96 years old, was friends with Hank (Franklin) Beaty, the nephew of Bill. Dad and Hank visited the castle and threw 10 cent balsa wood airplanes off of the balcony into the great room.
Our new program for 3rd grade students was just released. Lots of great feedback. So if you have a “virtual classroom” of third graders and want to present a fun and interesting history lesson, check out the above trailer.
Mr.Localhistory looks great!!! Especially in times like these I am very interested in keeping Mrs. Fenwick’s record of service and her views in front of the public.
BTW thank you for helping to keep alive the memory of Mrs Fenwick and what she meant to our country. It is by preserving the history of service like this that we will hope to inspire a new wind of cooperation and peace in the world and a Republican party that more closely emulates the values held by Mrs. Fenwick.
Wow so Dayton Cresent is so named for the Dayton family farm!!! Interesting all the way around Brooks!
Got me thinking of other great female statues. Love this one of “FEARLESS GIRL” https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQW_k4cXe14ADw-zbIYpi-nGqyRcgj8qI3xBQ&usqp=CAU
I was fortunate enough to attend the estate sale at Harry Robinsons house. I guess before he moved to PA. I bought two lovely bird sculptures on my way out, I saw a collage tucked behind other items in the garage.I was told Mr. Robinson used it when he was demonstrating his skills to create the good shepherd!
Bevel’s Saddlery is now Ken Rent
I did no see, Pine Brook Speedway ,, http://www.njsportsheroes.com/auto.history.html
Thanks for posting. It’s there now. 45 and counting!
Missing Hamoney Speedway, Harmoney, NJ
Was listed as Brainards Raceway. Is that the same for you?
RE: Mercer 1840s-Griggstown Schoolhouse Griggstown (Princeton), NJ 08540
Mercer Hamilton Township, NJ
I’d like to speak to someone about the Griggstown School in the 1870’s. I have several schoolbooks from here belonging to a Sarah M. Hoagland and would like more information on her and the Staats family.
Thanks to Somerset County for preserving this beautiful acreage and honoring Kate Macy Ladd’s kind-hearted philanthropy. My family (Roy & Kathleen Murdock with 4 children, myself included) lived in the Maple Cottage from the early ’50s until all us kids had married and moved elsewhere, so Mom & Dad sold to the Sheptock family in 1975. It was a wonderful place to enjoy what, in retrospect, was the post-war “golden age” of the USA in the Somerset Hills.
I believe #1 the Airport Speedway way back was in Pennsauken NJ. I don’t know if that is the same one that is being referenced. But to my knowledge it was never spelled Pennshawken.
There was many places redeveloped in and around the airport circle from the 1930-present..so many places lost to time. Fascinating stuff. Keep up the great work.
I often went sledding at Dead Man’s Hill in Bernardsville but being it is private property and we had to ask permission sometimes it was easier to take the path of least resistance and go to the high school. There was a perfect sledding venue behind the cafeteria of Bernard’s High that landed you on the lower playing field- not sure how much of it is left now that the additions have been built. It was fab because you went down a really steep hill and zoomed all the way across the field depending on the snow quality. We used to get in trouble for stealing the lunch trays and using them as make shift sleds when school was in session…
You forgot Hope Chapel Racetrack aka Lakewood gravel pit. It was just over the border of Lakewood Township and Jackson Township. It was 1/4 mile gravel race track.
My grandfather, Samuel Allen (160 S. Finley Ave.), owned a pasture that went all the way downhill to S. Maple Ave. Anyone could come and enjoy sledding there. If a thick layer of ice covered the snow, a neighbor supplied a 4×8′ piece of plywood, which we piled onto, and
slid down the hill, sometimes in circles. Fortunately there were no trees to run into!
WHO REMEMBERS THE ICE STORM OF NEW YEARs DAY, 1948, on top of the big snow a few days earlier. Power lines & trees fell everywhere. No power for almost 2 weeks. No school either!
The firehouse couldn’t use the siren, so the Presbyterian Church bell was used to call volunteer firemen. It was very cold weather.
Thank you Bill Gauthier, you primary source you!
23.75k because getting absolutely pure gold is much more expensive? Or is there any on-purpose additive?
Thanks.
My father was John Carswell who led the BR Carol Sing for many years. After a major heart attack, he led the event one last time in 1974 before his death in May 1975. My maiden name was Betsy Carswell, and I played trombone at the Carol Sing from 1947 until
1993. What fun, despite the weather & occasional frozen trombone slide. I’m so glad this wonderful event continues. Thank you to all who make it happen.
Betsy Carswell Richards, Eastham, MA [email protected]
Here is some information from Columbia University about Lord Stirling and his heavy investment in the slave trade. “William Alexander invested heavily in the slave trade. He invested in at least two voyages in 1748, and he proceeded to buy two of his own slave ships, which brought 100 slaves to New York City.” As well, the research covers the slave-trade wealth of his wife’s family (Livingston). https://columbiaandslavery.columbia.edu/content/merchant-families
Thank you so much for this information. I recently learned about an ancestor, Jacob Anderson who served under Col. Thruston out of Virginia during the Revolutionary War. According to his pension application he marched to Lord Sterlin’s building on Bareshear Ridge and was stationed there in 1777. Jacob participated in the battles/skirmishes of Piscataway and Quibbletown. I wonder if he was referring to Breses Field listed in your map.
Job well done!
The Jacobs Ladder in Bernardsville (Pennbrook Rd). was designed in the days of horse and carriage travel. The bumps, the “plateaus” were a way to “rest” the horses as the climbed the mountain.
In the book Strange and Mysterious Past in the Somerset Hills by Valerie Barnes, there is a story about the Pluckemin Stone Mystery. The book was printed in 1975, before the 1979 dig began. Apparently at the sight of what we now know was a Cantonment sits 65 massive stones in a 150 ft long line. Sited in the story are thoughts from Retired Col. James Van Horn. In his book Historical Collections of NJ are some of the first published accounts of the academy and a “crude temple with 13 arches” used for celebrations.
Re: Brees family buried in the Presbyterian Churchyard
John Brees Sr. 1713-1803 is almost certainly buried in the cemetery, But in his sixties at the beginning of the war, it is unlikely that he served on active duty.
John Brees Jr. 1738-1829, Did serve in the war, but he is not buried in the cemetery. He emigrated after the war to Horseheads, NY where he is buried.
Stephen 1755-1833. served in the war. He lived his entire life in Basking Ridge and is buried in the cemetery. The grave is marked.
Great to hear about the history of the dealership. I was a salesman from 1974 to 1983. Over the years I worked with Clem Asbury and Leslie Balin. John was always very nice to everyone who worked with him. Some of the challenges were the limited parking and no AC in the showroom, but somehow it all worked.
It was great to find your site and some wonderful background on the castle. I’m a great-grandson of original builder Bill Beatty and have been delighted to visit many times throughout my life. The Feldsteins are doing a wonderful job restoring it and are terrific hosts! I would like to offer a few friendly corrections to the story. Bill actually didn’t design the castle based on an ancestral home– it was just a style that captured his imagination; he sketched prototypes for years until he had the resources to actually build it. The Beattys were actually Scottish in ancestry, and have no known connection to the family of Clyde Beatty. The three children in the photo you showed were actually Bill and Sarah’s grandchildren (Bob, on the left, was my father). They lived in the castle until around 1940. The quote that you attribute to Burlingame is actually from Gene Melville, who was an employee there for several years and reportedly saw the ghost on one occasion. My great-grandmother held a number of seances at the castle, and reportedly they included some spooky noises, but they were widely regarded to be shams. However, there were quite a few other ghost sightings. One of the most credible was around 1938, when Bill’s daughter-in-law was apparently visited by an apparition in the middle of the night. I appreciate your interest and am grateful for your summary of the years after the castle left our family.
Far Hills had its own defense plant during WWII. The L V Ludlow hardware and lumber company manufactured wooden ammo boxes for the war effort.
Hi nicely done. You should read my book Kidnapping the Enemy: The Special Operations to Capture Major Generals Charles Lee & Richard Prescott (Westholme, 2014). I spoke about the book in 2015 I believe at the school house at Basking Ridge. It was a nice event. I have some friends who just moved there. Best. Christian McBurney
I grew up in Basking Ridge and really enjoy learning about the local history. My paternal grandmother used to tell me stories about dropping out of school at age 14 in 1912 to work at the Annin Flag Company in Verona. She was so proud of that job. I had no idea until today that the Annin’s were connected!
Thanks for sharing. A great connection!
I am so intrigued with this castle. I purchased an Afghan hound from Don and Carol. I remember driving up that very long driveway. I have ALWAYS wondered “how far” they got with the restoration. I then rem seeing it on Unsolved Mysteries! I wish the current owners would let us know if the restorations are completed etc…? What state it was in when The Burlingame had to sell? I remember that they lived in Costa Rica as well. SO INTERESTING!
What is the Canoe Club’s scale?
Cant even guess.
Broad St Diner in Keyport
Any breakfast item, they’re all great.
Broad Street Diner, Keyport
Broad Street Diner in Keyport Everything
Freehold Grill on Main Street in Freehold
Silver Dollar Diner in Little Ferry where they found Rosie the Quicker Picker upper.
Sunset Diner
Greenbrook
Tick tick diner Clifton nj
I lived on Alward farm from 1975-1980. At that time its address was 40 Mt. Airy Rd., and the property still consisted of nine wooded acres. A couple of times a year we would cross country ski out to check the mailbox! Farming was no longer happening, but I do remember my mom harvesting black walnuts and making banana bread. There was also a massive mulberry tree with a tire swing on it – will never forget misjudging the angle and slamming the side of my head into it. I had several paranormal experiences in that house but hitting my head on that tree was definitely something that happened in real life.
Willie’s Bloomfield; current the State Street Grill!
Rosies Diner
Par Troy diner Parsippany NJ
Great food any time of day or night.
I believe Sunnyside was located just to the NW of the current main house. The Barn structures in your photo look very similar to remaining structures just North of the current Natirar park parking lot
Most definitely the Broad Street Diner in Keyport. The food is always excellent and they give you huge amounts of food. And the staff and owners are always friendly and welcoming!
Where is Tops,North Arlington,Kless or The Lido just to name a few
Great, friendly staff. Feel good delicious food!!
What was the name of the corner bar on Centennial ave.? It is now the Cranford uniform shop.
Approx. 70 yrs. ago the girl scout troop that met across the street from the Canoe Club held a ‘regatta’ on the river starting at the Canoe Club. It was covered in the Newark Star-Ledger and, I assume, the Cranford paper, perhaps even the Elizabeth paper. Do you have any photos or news clippings of that event?
Best Car Wash: Gus and Bucky’s Pluckemin
Best Bagels: Lil’ Pickels Pluckemin
Best Thai: Origin- Basking Ridge or Thai Kitchen Bridgewater
Best Hair Salon: Salvatore Minardi’s Madison
Best Emergency Care Walk In: Somerset Valley Urgent Care Bedminster
Best Mexican: Casa Luna Somerville
Best Greek: Kyma Greek Cuisine Somerville
I’ve kept all the programs from races I’ve seen in New Jersey from 1947 through 1954,
both sprint cars, midgets & stock cars. They include Hinchliffe Stadium in Paterson,
Dover, Morristown, Trenton & Lodi, Roosevelt Stadium in Jersey City, Teanack Armory.
I’ll send the results to anyone interested.
[email protected]
I have over 400 historic markers in my Facebook albums. Too much work to send, but I have them. Took all photos myself! 🤘😁
Is it true that Toussaint-Guillaume La Motte-Picquet, the great French naval commander, also received the medal of the Society of Cincinnati?
That’s amazing.
Tick Tock in Clifton and Tops Diner in East Newark
Keyport Diner always fresh food and plenty of it.
I’m happy to be able to choose three because it would be so hard to only choose one!
Paramount, Manasquan Nj
Great food.
Just downloaded the old pictures of the Cranford hotel.
My paternal grandfather,Fred Kantner, was the owner of the upholstery shop pictured. The one picture you can see my father and him standing in the doorway!!
What nice pictures to have as part of my family’s history.
This article was amazing & brought back so many cherished memories with family & friends!!
We even said goodbye after our 2015 WHS reunion in town, which was a blast & we closed it down that night !!
My dad kept his Piper 150 tied down at Somerset Hills from the early 1960’s until it was closing.
My mom even learned to fly at the airport i n 1967. It was not so common at the time for a women to have their private pilots license. It even made the papers.
My brother Bill and I would spend hours there playing and going up for rides. We were able to ride in some pretty cool planes. Bill Tyndall owned an old Stearman bi-plane which was complete with a front and rear seat and a rudder control in each one. I remember flying in an AT-6 (which was not comfortable at all), and almost as tight a fit was the home build Pitt’s “special” biplane. If I recall, I think it was a husband an wife who flew them. Jim Calvin and my dad were friends and we all spent time together socially.
We took a photo of my dads plane from another plane flying close by, and I have that photo to this day, with a tattoo to match on my leg.
Thanks you for the memories and I can’t wait to show the article to my mom!
Send the pics of the plane AND the tattoo!
It must have been in the mid-late 60’s when some of my friends–brothers Pete and Gary Gavornik–(we were teenagers) went up for a ride and the plane crashed. It’s been a long time, but I think it was on take-off and crashed on the other side of the road. They were both seriously injured, and for a while they weren’t sure Gary would live (he did). I believe the pilot survived also.
Again, it’s been a long time, so don’t quote me on the specifics, but it did happen. If anybody remembers more detail it would be good to hear…
Thank you for providing so many interesting articles and items.
was Jane Dunham that attended Ridge HS in the early 60’s related?
Thanks for sharing! I don’t remember ever hearing about the ‘Golden Boy’ statue. I worked for SWBT for 28 plus years before retiring in 2003, due to disability. I hope this iconic figure can be enjoyed for
next 100 years.
Great story. Very inspirational for sure.
Good journey and may the force be with you
I don’t think the quote from the Childs Brothers that The Childs Restaurants were the first to hire women is correct. Fred Harvey hired the legendary Harvey Girls to wait tables in the 19th century.
In 1889, two brothers in New York City opened a restaurant that was a direct response to concerns about food safety. Samuel S. Childs and William Childs opened the first Childs Restaurant on Cortlandt Street in Manhattan’s Financial District, focusing on affordable meals for the working class coupled with extremely high standards (historically speaking, at least) for hygiene, cleanliness, and food safety. In the same vein, the restaurant’s waitresses were clad in pristine, starched white uniforms—reminiscent of those worn by nurses—and made a point of having janitorial staff visibly cleaning in front of customers at all times. If they weren’t the first, they were certainly credited as one of the first with the model.
https://www.bloomberg.com/news/articles/2016-02-03/how-the-pioneering-childs-restaurant-chain-built-an-empire-based-on-food-safety-and-hygiene
I grew up on Manor Drive in the 1970s-80s. The golf course did have sand bunkers back then. Also at one time the eastern portion of the property had an air strip. On at least two occasions I remember planes making emergency landings and the pilots noting they had used the strip when it was active at the facility.
Good morning! I’m kin to Stephen Ogden who lived across the street from the Widow White’s Tavern. I’m so curious about the soldiers who might be buried there, and I have a couple of questions for you:
1. Was Ogden’s widow, Elizabeth, still living there in 1776, when Lee was captured? Stephen Ogden died in 1768. She remarried, “2d m. Jan. 21, 1768, Samuel Roberts of Barnardstown, N. J., her dau. Elizabeth 2 -! 2 being married the same day to Dr. Oliver Barnet, of ” Barnet Hall.”
2. Has anyone investigated the burial sites of the two or more Continental soldiers who were killed when Harcourt’s light-horse arrived?
Ogden, Charles Burr; Van Alstyne, Lawrence; Wheeler, William Ogden. The Ogden family in America, Elizabethtown branch, and their English ancestry; John Ogden, the Pilgrim, and his descendants, 1640-1906 . Philadelphia, Printed for private circulation by J.B. Lippincott company. Kindle Edition.
*Stephen Ogden died in 1764.
If you are referring to Mary Brown White, the answer is YES she was there, and she even tried to advise Lee to hide at the inn. He refused. There is a very good book documenting that day called “Kidnapping the Enemy” by Christian M. McBurney. pages 45-52 specifically discuss two of Lee’s guards that were severed so badly that they could not be moved and were buried on the spot of their demise. That would seem to be on the property of the current St. James Church or thereabouts.
Actually, I was referring to her sister, Elizabeth Whitaker Ogden. She became Elizabeth Roberts in 1768. I’ve read the soldiers were buried on her property across the street from the Tavern. But I’m not sure she lived there in 1776. I’ll read the pages you’ve recommended. Thank you.
WOW is an understatement. I moved to the area in 1990 and first came upon the Fairgrounds on my way to St Elizabeth’s Church. I have often walked the track for both mental and physical nourishment. So peaceful are the sounds of the river on one side , and the structures resembling a NormanRockwell painting of Stockbridge on the other.
Sitting on a bench near the bleachers under the waving American flag stirs a love of country.
Thank you all for history behind all the beginnings,
How about the old track on the old whitehorse pike in waterford twp south jersey??
Excellent article!
My 3rd Gr Grandfather Frederick Childs, b. 1796. and connection to the Van Doren family;
September 8th 1829 Frederick bought 3 acres of land in Chester, Morris County NJ, the whole of the saw mill from Elias Hight and his wife Sally. June 28th, 1836 he purchase an additional acre adjacent to the mill $27.75.
January 24th, 1843 Frederick and Amy sold the Stephen Baker three pieces of land in Chester for $4,500.
April 8th, 1843 sold to James Emaus of Readington for $1,200 the undivided half tract in Washington Township, Morris County New Jersey, with mills and building conveyed to John Van Doren (famous for Van Doren Mill Franklin Corners Childs Rd./ 202) and Susan his wife. March 27th 1841.
1843. 3rdGr Grandfather Frederick, age 47, bought 19 acre “Childs Rd.” farm from Susan Adamson for $1218.12.
Great article about the legendary Jolly Trolley. I was very close to one of the founding partners, Peter deLamos who meet and teamed up with Westfield native, David Monier at the Illikai in Hawaii. Someone asked about the salad dressing. I have the recipe tucked away some where. I am on Nantucket until August but will try to find it when I return to NJ in August.. Barnacle Bill’s is still thriviing in Rumson as is the formed What’s Your Beef now Victory Park Tavern. The legendary Lock, Stock and Barrel in neighboring Fair Haven is now Nauvoo Grill
In just donated but could not figure out where to choose a map – if you are able to help I would love the Bernards Two map. Thank you! L
This is an amazing write up. I grew up in the town over, Cranford, and have always wondered what happened to that diner after it was shipped to Germany.
Thanks for such a wonderful post
Will do! Got it.
As a West Millington resident during the change over, I was sad to see the renaming to Basking Ridge. Not that I did not like being associated with BR, it is just that I was sad to see W Millington go away. So yes, after living in West Millington for some 20 years before the name was changed, the zip code was changed as well from 07946 to 07920, and Millington retained the zip code.
I grew up on the grounds of the VA During those years, many of the staff lived in housing on the grounds. We went to parties in the Director’s home. Knollcroft. We moved to one of the farmhouses when I was in 4th grade. We loved to play in the beautiful old barn. My dad taught us to golf on that golf course! A green hospital bus carried us to school in Liberty Corner and later Basking Ridge. We were transferred to Pittsburgh in 1959! I have many fond memories of those years.
Posted from a friend: “The West Millington story hits home for us. I learned how to spell my name and address( using the whole Alphabet it seemed..with Fountain Pens) writing in cursive at St James School in first grade. It took forever! .The Nuns would always question why I didn’t write Basking Ridge ,like all the other kids ….
I was sad when our Address changed”.
Charlie F. (West Millington resident
Nice research and article. I am curious where the original map of Stirling Manor estate property and the Katherine Wright needlework are located.
My POV is that W.Millington will never go away as I’ve learned that the Bernards Township flag has four squares representing Basking Ridge, Liberty Corner, Lyons, and YES West Millington. Check out the story. https://www.mrlocalhistory.org/bernards-township-flag/
Thanks for this interesting article. I’m hoping more folks contribute documented detail to expand the topic.
What about the Childs Family. Is is not worth mentioning the project to build the farm houses in Childs Road?
We have a few stories – The Grain House and Franklin Corners History are just two. Feel free to search in the upper right hand corner of our website.
Thank you. My 5th Great Grandmother was Ida Mellick, married to Godfrey Kline. I did glean from the book His father was Christian, as was his son. So I add another 6th Gr Grandfather. Still looking for Ida in genealogies.
My Grandparents were from Keyport. I spend my summer there in the 50 .I loved Keyport, piece of my heart fond memories, ❤♥💖💙
There has never been a King James III of England. The King of England in 1717 was George I.
James Francis Edward Stuart, the son of the deposed James II, was a pretender to the throne. He styled himself as the King James III of England. He left England as an infant in 1688 during the Glorious Revolution. He never set foot in England again; was never coronated; and never ruled England, Ireland or Scotland.
Great catch! This statement had been handed down for so many years, it took the internet to call it out. We’ve made the correction. It was actually King James II. Thanks for writing.
Hi there! My name is Debbie Meyer Biedenharn and my grandfather was Bill Meyer, who was one of the original founders of Sky Farm. I wanted to share a story with you. My mother passed away about a month ago and the night before her funeral my father, Bill Meyer Jr was sharing stories with us about Sky Farm. My dad, Bill Jr, spent his summers at there as a young boy in the 40s and early 50s. Dad is 85 years old and not a computer wiz and was so elated when his granddaughter googled information about Sky Farm in which Leni and Bill Meyer were referenced. Obviously losing his wife of 63 years was sad and this was a bright light for him. He has many fond memories of Sky Farm.
Debbie Meyer Biedenharn
Thanks for sharing!
About 35+ years ago, there were two massive Civil-War era Naval cannons flanking that flagpole. Are they still there?
My maiden name is Annin. We have traced our ancestry back to this family and love hearing the local legends. Hhope to visit this area one day. Karen Annin Mecum. Montrose; CO
My garage was moved from the Basking Ridge airport in summer of 1943. Still stands today. I posted photos on the Facebook post.
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Thank you, I enjoyed reading this .
I grew up in Far Hills on Pennbrook Road.
It was a beautiful place to grow up & I loved it then.
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It would be a bad decision to not continue with lessons, etc. there is nothing like it in the area and taught countless adults in the area (in their younger years) how to ride and life’s lessons. We spent money on way lesser things. save the stables!
In the staff photo, I’m pretty sure I see Jean Bock in between Helen & Barbara.
I attended 2 concerts at Waterloo in the 1960’s. I remember the one where i saw Bill Clifton. This was a special treat to me. Dan Crary was there too. I don’t remember who else, neither do i remember the musicians from an earlier show.
Bill Clifton had Don Stover and Red Rector with him. They were so great. Over 50 years ago.
Hey, Peter V, supernatural scientist. I’ve spent a long while studying the devils tomb and surrounding areas. Although the lore and mystery behind the tomb is what gives it its name, ill shed some light on the situation. Although there are no doors or windows, there are 2, 2ft x2ft steel plates on the roof where 2 chimminies used to be which has led my team to our conclusion that it was a quarantine cremation site. There must’ve been a bought of illness and this is the final resting place of the monks and nuns who fell ill. Or it is just an old carriage house that was at the top of the easement for the horses(aka Jacob’s Ladder).
I read a report from 2017-2018 recently that there is expected to be a major drop in enrollment in all Basking Ridge Elementary Schools during this decade. All schools will have excess capacity of some kind – especially Mount Prospect which is expected to have +365 additional seats. That means entire wings vacant.
It reminds me of during the early 1980s reading about when capacity was so dire that they shut down Cedar Hill School for 6 years. Ironically, Cedar Hill in this round will be one of the least affected if the current borderlines remain. Liberty Corner also not so much. RHS will also not really have too much of a problem as the district is really only affected by the “Kindergarten Replacement” statistics.
So, I definitely think there should be some consolidation in the way of:
1. Harding, Mendham, some parts of Far Hills, Bernardsville, –> Oak Street
2. Bedminster, Pluckemin, Peapack, Gladstone / some parts of Far Hills & Bridgewater –> Mount Prospect
3. Martinsville, Warren, some parts of Long Hill & Gillette –> Liberty Corner
4. Stirling, Millington, parts of Long Hill, Watchung, Berkeley Heights and New Providence –> Cedar Hill
5. William Annin should have more than enough space to accommodate (they also will have a ton of capacity)
6. RHS can’t handle all of this so many would have to go to their respective current High Schools. I could see RHS taking on *some* of it though.
Mel Blaufus was the ScoutMaster for Troop 9 in Chester for 76 years. He had the scout cabin built in 1942, and it was just resided this year. The scout cabin at Main and Collis in the borough has some of the rental skis mounted on the balcony wall and some additional photos rescued as we cleaned out Mel’s home after he passed. Mel and Shirley are buried in the Peapack Union Cemetery almost within sight, in winter, of where he grew up on East Fox Chase Road. He collected arrowheads on the farm and across the street in Mt Paul Park named after Chief Paul. The story goes that Chief Paul brought evergreen trees to to the top of Mount Paul from the Jersey coast. Paul is supposed to be buried near that summit.
There is an excellent biography on General Lee: Renegade Revolutionary: The Life of General Charles Lee by Phillip Papas.
Although I did my first ski’ing in Austria, I grew up in Gladstone 1942-62 when I married. recently driving by and looking across from what was Ruth Earles’ place, no ski tow! Add tows, as you note, to that of the losses of what were also once a number of working mills, as Cooper in Chester. MIssing the past, Adrienne Brown
How do we find the auction? I searched for “Mr. Local History Project” on eBay for Charity with no luck.
From: Bill Maher
My hometown is Westfield
Enjoyed reading about your experiences skating on the river and what it meant to you..
One year the river froze from the No.Union Ave dam to Nomahegan was 1957. I remember making the trip with my now wife Eileen Galen Maher. There is no question in my mind that the winters were very cold in the 50’s as one year we had ice in March. Granted it was soft and there was a bit of water on the surface but we still managed a game of “shinny”.
I was a member of the Cranford Hockey Club during it’s first two years coinciding with my Junior and Senior year in high school. I remember very well the first organizational meeting at Mr. Cranes house that filled his living room with dozens of prospective players.
We practiced at the outdoor rink in Branchbrook Park in Newark at some ungodly hour in the morning either Saturday or Sunday morning. Most of us had never played on a surface with boards so it took us a while to figure out how ti use them.
To this day, some 65 years later, I remember some important lessons learned playing for Coach Crane. We played a limited schedule and did not do exceptionally well. The guys who came a few years after us really started a dynasty that I assume it goes on today.
I note the picture of the CHC sweater. Ours were the old CHS uniforms from the late 30’s. They were wool and a great deal moth eaten but we wore them proudly.
I forwarded a photo of my hockey gear and hope it transfers… rather sparse when compared to today’s gear. Note.. no helmets, shin guards that a baseball catcher would wear, skates from our local sport shop, and gloves we put sponges in to help deaden the pain when we batted down the puck.
The river was a significant part of our lives growing up in the town of Cranford.
Bill Maher
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Great submission. Love it
Thank you SO Much to Kathy Farrell of Campbell. CA for your generous donation. A bunch of maps are on the way!
This site is now my mothers house. Our family often is visited by a male ghost. Wonder if it is Morton or someone else who may have passed at the hospital.
I am not familiar with NJ geography. I know my family played some role in its history.
Any information would be greatly appreciated.
Abraham Staats was my 6th great uncle.
Thank you for your help.
From my home at the corner of Hampton and Eastman, my brother Ted and I would skate up to Nomahegan, and then all the way back down to the dam in town. Total length 3 miles. Absolutely magical when we skated sometimes after dark.
I remember the Peapack Ski HIll very well. I learned to ski there way way back in the early 60’s. They had a rope tow and a bales of hay at the bottom of the hill before the pond. Many years later, when living in Chester, NJ for over 38 years, our boys were in Cub Scouts, and I ran into the Scout Master, I believe his name was Mel. He was elderly at the time and he shared to story of he and his wife owning Peapack Ski for many years. He chuckled as I told him my ski stories about learning to ski with my parents on that ski hill many years ago, and enjoying the hot dogs and hot chocolate they sold at the top of the hill. HE mentioned that he had to finally sell it to builders due to insurance costs back in the 80s. Such fond memories and it surely is a small world.
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Always a great place to go just to be happy I love there food Great establishment the food is good as always I host and hostess is amazing just a great place my mother got there married maybe 58 years ago there at her wedding wow how time has gone and Always Great Pl., Joyce Lotto Madrid is a great businesswoman always with a big heart and a smile as her mother and her father was a great man psalmist dress is the one that has the business going are great burgers are great grill skills she’s amazing woman congratulations Kirks tavern for 90 years in the business going strong
Bedminster also contains the hamlets of Burnt Mills and Union Grove. A good source of the history can be found at: http://bedminsternj.hosted.civiclive.com/government/bedminster_history
Pottersville is named after the Potter family, Isaac, Sam etc. It was originally known as Lamington Falls, Lamington is the area by the church. You forgot the Mine Brook community which at one time was very large. Also the Mount Prospect area of Bernards. All of Bedminster was known as Peapack or the Peapack Tract before 1749….
Thanks for this, Brooks!
The Rockabye railway stopped at Pitney Farm, Mendham, it was such an important farm.
Thank you Brooks it is always wonderful to read what touches on your wealth of information.
Any information on Daniel Hollingshead after he sold this land? Where he might be buried? I am a descendant of his.
I love looking at all the old pictures! Thanks so much for sharing. I was there for many of them but some too young( hard to believe) !
Carol Sutton Willadsen
We lived on Anne Casey and Diana Villa’s estate/farm. They were the granddaughters of Richard and Edith Gambrill of Vernon Manor Farm. The house Jackie rented on Highland Ave. was a gray ranch house. My husband and oldest son were up there a few times to fix things, Jackie very pleasant. One day the “Greek Mafia” as we called her bodyguards, came to our house at the farm. I was a bit nervous but all they wanted was a key my husband had to Jackie’s rental, she had misplaced hers.
Scott Keeler
My mother’s late hairdresser and friend, Angie Popa of Peapack, told me years ago she met Jackie Onassis while waiting in line for a sandwich at the Copper Kettle in Peapack on a Saturday. She talked with her for a while and said Onassis ordered tomato soup. Ah, the simple things in life!
Jane Manilych
Carol Sutton Willadsen Glad you replied! I too remember it being a ranch house and not at all imposing. A few years back I went to find the house, but the entrance had been changed and I for the life of me couldn’t find it! Is Matheny Drive the present day road name? I recall I just walked into a gated road from the train station and up to Tony and Diana Villas house. The Kennedy home was on the right, The Villas house near the quarry to the left. As for Diana Villa. What a character! I worked for her as a mother’s helper one summer for her 4 kids. The stories I could tell! They used to have a summer masquerade party and Malcolm Forbes would drive up on his motorcycle. I too have been to the Gambrill estate. I used to take the young granddaughter, Diana, age 6-7 to visit. Perhaps I even saw you or your husband? This would have been in 1971. The eldest son was at Harvard at the time.
Karen Foyle
My mom (Louise Scheuerman) saw her one time in Batti’s in B-ville. She said she couldn’t figure why these men looked at her very steadily when she went in. Then she said she figured it out when she saw Jackie shopping. She also spotted her in the parking lot after shopping at Acme. She told me she wore white jeans and a dark turtleneck. She said she hopped into an expensive little car.
Jeff Ralli
When my wife and I were first married we lived on Highland Avenue in Peapack. We ran into Jackie several times when we went into the small country store on Main Street. She would stop in there to buy coffee and cigarettes . Always a very composed lady.
Maura Fairty Tierney
When I was 12 or so my friend Chrissy and I rode our bikes from Basking Ridge where we lived to Jackie’s house. This would have been around 1980. Chrissy’s cousin was taking care of Jackie’s horses. Jackie obviously wasn’t home and someone, I think it was a woman, let Chrissy and I inside the home. I remember it had a cozy country feel. One room – like a mud room or closed in porch had about 10 pairs of riding boots. We even went into her bedroom and her closet! I remember looking at the family pictures on the wall.
Thomas King
Took care of her horses while working at Fox Chase Stables….Both my brother Bob and l spent 4 years with her….got to do many different jobs for her, including grooming at horse shows, taking her and her horses to hunt with the Essex Hunt…we also served at parties at Waterloo Village which was owned by the same man that owned Fox Chase Stables. She was always nice and fun to be around….her horses, Winchester and Surdan were nice horses… and of course the two ponies, Macaroni and Leprechaun were the best. Met A. Onassis a few times. Always a good tipper….It was a great time in my life…
In the 60s remnants of the track was still there, we always called it the sand pits. We would drive cars that were on their last legs up there, and run them around the track till they died then leave them there. There were probably 30 or 40 cars up there before they developed that property. If you needed a part for your car, you could usually find it at the sand pits
This was an excellent read! So grateful to learn about Mr. Terry.
Spent so many days up there on my bicycle. The place was unreal. Fueled my passion for cycling and ended up making a career out of racing mountain bikes, in a VERY large part,due to the Sand Pit.
Willie Dade
Many old junk cars rusting away on the hill. Our access was from Washington Av. After 287 was done we would walk to the top of the embankment that was built for the highway and sit there enjoying the view of the Great Swamp and the Watchung Mts. We could watch the commercial jets from
Newark Airport just after they took off until they flew over Basking Ridge. Plus once in a while watch a biplane doing aerobatics over the swamp.
John Raue
Grew up on North Finley right across from the ‘sand pits’ as we called it. I would walk up the hill right across from my house. A group of us kids would meet up to play paint ball on the weekends in the summer in the late 90’s. Also ride bikes on the trails and in the green acres property on the other end of Conkling St too. Fun times.
Carol Tiger Todd
My girlfriend Donna, had a boyfriend that lived very close by. We snuck out and met at the “Sand Pit”, where his Dad caught us at 2:00 in the morning! Don’t think that makes history but it sure was a memory!!!!
Like Lars said, the “Sand Pits” as they were called in the early 80’s were epic! I remember walking our BMX bikes up the main trail and moving out of the way when we heard the older kids flying up on their dirt bikes. Once you got close to the top there was an awesome area what we called ” the U jump” that we would ride back and forth all day long. Not sure how deep it was but if my teenage mind serves me correctly it was like 15-20 feet deep. Then when we all got a little older and bought dirt bikes that could handle the “Hill Climb” we all worked our skills on that. You had to get a running start next to the tracks just to keep traction and make the climb. The older kids with more powerful dirt bikes would fly up this and hit the strategically grown tree root that would at as a lip of the jump and catapult them very high in the air! Very fond memories of the Sand Pits!
Cape May County is home to 9 to 12 sand pits.
I along with my husband and brother went for our 1st ride in a 4 sitter Cesna spring of 1976 to view my parents farm (now the Farmstead Arts Association) from above. The airport staff put us with a pilot who had just been hired and we crashed into the second ridge, totally the plane and injuring all 4 of us.
Harbourton School, it’s on the corner of Harbourton Pennington Road and Harbourton in Hopewell Township, New Jersey. Last I saw it was still red. It is privately owned. I did go to school there along with all my brothers and sisters in 1950s and 1960s.
No mention of the July 1961 fire that destroyed “Dunliegh” at the top of Mine Mount road in Bernardsville. Burned for 3 days, and my grandmother perished in it.
I am so happy someone finally made an article about the “Sand Pits!” MAN does this bring back memories! The climb up to them from Washington (and having to move over for dirt bikes), The “U” jump and log…The place was basically like a giant figure “8” with two 15-20 ft deep half pipes with “tabletops” so you could just fly up and onto/over one, make a loop around some trees and dive down into the second pipe, rinse and repeat. I had my first kiss at the Pits in 7th grade! Wrote a girl I liked a note and passed it to her in class (remember passing notes?!) at William Annin (which my brother and I rode to school from Manchester Drive most days, because we wanted to hit the Pits as soon as dismissal bell rang out) and set up the whole romantic gesture with her. When the bell ring, we both biked over to the sand pits and my nerves were tested with every step up the hill to the jumps. We kissed, and it was a moment forever etched in my mind. A few seconds later I thought I heard paintball guns going off, and went to investigate…or maybe I just used that as an excuse to congratulate and compose myself LOL. The Sand Pits was the type of place that kids just knew about, experienced and closely guarded. It was the type of place we need more of in today’s world of overdevelopment. It was our version of The Sandlot.
Michael J Dobrzelecki
Story 4- Back in the 1970s, McGoverns’s tiny kitchen was usually manned by an older Irish lady named Mary. Her brogue was so thick, you could cut it with a knife and spread it on Irish soda bread. Now, Mary could be a bit abrupt at times, but that was usually a result of how self-entitled yuppies or other self-absorbed individuals treated her, giving special orders on how they wanted their food prepared – big mistake. She let them have it with both barrels cutting them down to size in a nano-second. The people she liked, however, were treated with TLC. She was especially fond of the Rutgers and NJIT students who frequented McGovern’s to get something to eat as well as drink. I knew that I could get a full dinner there for a measly $3, and with funds being limited during my college years because my father passed away a month before I graduated high school, McGovern’s was a godsend. And when Mary brought me my plate, she always had a kind thing to say, and I felt like she was treating me like I was part of her family – and in a way I was, and so were many other urban college kids in Newark that discovered the wonders of McGovern’s. If there was ever a candidate for “Official Grandmother of McGoverns”, Mary would be the runaway choice, IMHO.
Jaynor Diaz
The fact that the old McGoverns was able to attract people to the bar is a testament to how good it is… because it was not super inviting… new building just works better for attracting people to the bar
Arlette Cascella
I remember McGoverns. Had a job in the Hall of Records downtown. In my 30’s met people from the West Ward, Vailsburg. First time I met anyone who changed their last name to sound more American. Being from the North Ward, didn’t know people that changed their last name. (.lots of Italians)
Bob Gonzalez
What happened at McGoverns stays at McGoverns
Roy Persson
McGovern’s Tavern, on St.Paddy’s day, was a magical, joyful and memorable event.
Peace and good will to you and all who visited this hallowed establishment.
Bobby O’Conchobhair
I been drinking in there since September 1986 after getting hired as a Newark cop. My parents met there in the 60’s. I unfortunately met my ex there in the 90’s. Have been going there several times a week since 1986 except during the renovation period.
Don Hebert
I remember one St. Paddy’s Day when a mounted police officer rode his horse into the bar area.
Michael J Dobrzelecki
First went to McG’s in 1973 when I started at Rutger’s Newark and joined Tau Delta Phi Fraternity, and have a lot of memories of this fine Irish pub. Here’ a couple: On Wednesday nights back in the 1970s & 1980s, Scully let the St. Columcille United Gaelic Pipe Band, headed up then by Pat McGonigal, practice in the back room. Around 11 or 11:15pm the band would march out around the square bar once, then settle in by the kitchen side and do a set of 3 or 4 songs. I’m sure that the sound level well-exceeded the the OSHA recommended 85 dba at 3ft, but nobody was worried about that – the crowd loved the pipes! I used to bring my dates there as a test – some gals loved it – others not so much. If she didn’t love bagpipe music, I’d be looking for another woman shortly thereafter. I brought one pretty gal from work on a regular basis, and she has been my wife for 37 years now. Pat McGonigal played at my wedding.
You need to check out “The Deep Inn” acorss the street from East Side HS in the Ironbound for your next topic. The bar used to be Rucki’s Polish Funeral Home, was one of the final 10 candidates for Best Bar in New Jersey before the pandemic and that’s just for starters.
Ed Trowbridge
Way back when, they cut through the sand pits “mountain” to build 287, that winter we snow winged down the hill, from the top, down to the bottom of where the road bed was. It was an incredible angle and a long ride.
The speed was beyond belief and extremely dangerous. It really is something of a miracle nobody was killed.
But, “what a ride!”
Michael Allen
If you walked the tracks toward Bernardsville there was a path on the left that went up the hill and led to the sand pit, We were too young to drive and/or deposit any beaters up there. We did come up with a couple of grand plans to get one running.
What a nice man. He gave me a baseball years back. I remember his den was stacked with boxes of new baseballs. He signed for everyone. Humbling for sure.
Not sure but he was a dear friend of my dad’s. For Dad’s 60th, Bobby hitched a bat to a golf club and hung things like Geritol from it. Wish we still had it!
Bobby Thomson’s daughter, Nancy Mitchell, lives here on Skidaway Island in Savannah. We used to play on the same tennis team here at The Landings so I am absolutely gobsmacked to read that she had lived in Basking Ridge when we were kids. Have lots to talk about next time I run into her at Krogers!
I attended the fair from the late ’50s until 1970.
My father was one of the organizers for the Bishop Janes men’s group’s candy booth. It was fun going with him to Morristown to order the candy. The cases were stored on our cellar stairs. He let me pick out 25 cents worth of candy (Most candy bars were just a nickle then, a few candies were less). It was amazing how far I could make a quarter go.
Some years, local amateur radio “Hams” had a booth. Might’ve been the local Civil Defense organization. My mom was a member. Their hand-operated generator was a hit.
I adored the book sale. I’d get a bonus allowance of $5 to spend and came home with armloads of books.
My mother got a treadle sewing machine for $10 at the auction. It’s what I learned to sew on.
One year, I entered our beagle Sock in the dog show. He rolled in poop right before the start. I still remember some older kids (I might’ve been 7 or 8) laughing hysterically at the dog who’d obviously made his own memories that weekend.
We loved playing Somerset Hills, as guests of Mike and Margie Gottscho. Our children also enjoyed many a snow day sledding off the back of the clubhouse with Mrs. Gottscho, who was quite the daredevil. Our kids were also introduced to tennis on the lovely grass courts there. We eventually joined Roxiticus, and very much enjoyed being members there. SHCC
is a beautiful place to play, and a wonderful environment after golf.
Greetings!
My son is in the Coast Guard and is retiring. I would like to make a banner for his retirement celebration. I truly like the Eagle tall ship photo on your website. May I use it for creating the banner?
I would be very appreciative and thankful if you allow me to use it.
Kit
If you are looking for a real banner, you have to contact the appropriate town. If you’d like a virtual version, we’d need you to send in your email address, details and photo. Thanks for writing.
I just found a postcard that is postmarked May 27,1907. It came from a man who I think may have stayed there. Just finding out some of the history. The man’s name on the postcard is Lionel Kristeller, Washington House, Basking Ridge NJ. I’d love to know more of the history of this place. Thanks, Deb
Take a look here. Lots of Washington House information. https://www.mrlocalhistory.org/washington-house-basking-ridge/
Fasinating. I also grew up in Basking Ridge. Today I bought a flagpole made by the Annin flag company.
Love the history and i was in first graduation class of the middle school.
Thats great. We hope you can now get a Bernards Township flag as well.
Hi , I would like to know how to set up a tour. Thanks
Check out their website at https://www.themahancollection.org/
Hello, we are mid restoration of our 1919 AB Mack. Could you tell me where I could get the proper nameplate for the side if the cab. Is someone reproducing them?
Is there any mention of a beacon being placed on hi tor mountain in haverstraw? I’ve read multiple websites saying they used that point for a beacon because of its elevation above the Hudson.
I have reviewed William Wong and Judy Yung books published by you.
I would be interested in submitting a proposal to you. Before I do so, would you send me
information on how to obtain permission for the use of photos, including an release forms. Some of the pictures have been handed down to friends and family and others
in the orphanage collection. Lastly, what permission is needed from newspaper archives?
My house was apparently a one room schoolhouse in Stockton, NJ.
Well, my brother, Paul has many more interesting quotes than me, but it was me who was quoted in the article. And rather than call me a retired firefighter, it should be more like retired bartender… – Bruce H. Tapley
They are still there! They are hidden in the side grasses.
I grew up in Madison and remember flying in a friends C170B roughly 1968-1974, and nearly purchased a zero timed T craft parked near it.
I also remember the jetport fiasco. One little known by product was that a group like PITA somehow got hunting banned on much of the land involved. The result was the deer herd exploded and disease spread like wildfire. After a few years, the state allowed hunters to cull deer. Normally a hunter got 1 or 2 deer tags a year. The first year of the cull, a hunter would bring his deer to a weigh station. If the deer was sick, it was destroyed and the hunter got another tag. This continued until the hunter got a healthy deer. One year my brother shot 7 deer before he got a healthy one.
There is a postcard of Echo Lake, Pluckemin in Steck’s Deli. Where is Echo Lake or where was it and what happened to it?
Reinholds Bakery in Waldwick, NJ makes THE BEST Crumb Cake ever!
David Burkes Dixie Lee Bakery. In Keansburg nj. Also try the coconut buns.
My Father was a patient at Lyons Hospital from 1964 to 1986. I bused him there for those years as a child and young adult..
B & W all the way!
Pacanack Bakery, Route 23 North, Wayne, NJ has 70% crumb to 30% cake. It is old fashioned and scrumptious. It’s the only place I go for crumb cake as all others disappoint. They don’t have a website. They have a Facebook page and the profile picture is their crumb cake.
What’s with you guys, Dickie Dees was the original Italian hotdog place never abandoned Newark. Still same location for 96 years. Former Newarker.
Check your history my friend. Jimmy Buff’s IS the inventor and originator of the Italian Hot Dog! Our story has the proof. https://www.mrlocalhistory.org/jimmybuffs/
I’m 78 years old I used to live in Newark New Jersey and Irvington and we used to go to Jimmy Buff’s when I was 10-15 years old every Friday night that was our dinner treat to this day Jimmy Buff’s has the best hot dog anywhere on this planet we make our own Jimmy buff hot dogs they’re not as good but they’re pretty good that’s the closest thing we can come to get in the Jimmy Buff hot dog. Once you have a Jimmy buff hot dogs from their store you’ll never want to eat anywhere else
I made it into this article (thank you Brooks Betz) on the JOLLY TROLLEY! Not only was I, as well as my parents, a BIG fan, but I also had the fortune of working there in 1980 and ‘81.
Some old engineering text books of my Grandfather Edward Boaté made it on to the shelves in the room behind the bar.
I have a picture of my Jolley Trolley softball jersey. Please tell me how to post.
While at the Bernards Library I picked up the information about our flag and found your website today. I am wondering if the flags are for sale so they can be displayed at our home. I had no idea Basking Ridge had its own flag and reading the history was very interesting. Thanks for your interest in our community. Barbara
Absolutely – act fast though as we are starting to run low and may not get more for 6 months. For each flag sold, we will be able to purchase 15 mini flags for students in public school as well as St. James – https://www.etsy.com/listing/1178290232/flag-bernards-township-custom-3×5-house?click_key=3c814bc7308820524a7f018e81ee1ad550f10564%3A1178290232&click_sum=f4db809b&ref=shop_home_active_5
Sure – Just visit our contact page or email to [email protected]
I am the grandson of William Beatty… my mother Jane often reminisced fondly about her time in the castle and her father. I now live in Alaska but someday I would love to visit. Thank you for the article. Scott Branham
Author of the Annin book here. Glad you were able to find a copy for the library.
Thanks for writing. What did you think about our story about the Annins?
Susan Secondo
My daughter’s great great grandparents were Susie and Anthony Kuser – her great grandmother was Brooke Astor.
There was a drag strip between mcGuire AFB and Fort Dix. I think it was on an old airport runnway or road. When I was in basic training the summer of 1969, we would watch them once in a while. I think it was just a place to try out your car.
What’s required for a Images of America title, ie Duarte to be digitized and be available in Kindle format?
Thanks.
Ted Taylor
My Godparents were the caretakers of the Peapack home, from the 70’s to the 90’s.
I enjoyed spending time there. It was a very understated home. Simple but elegant.
A few things that I remember about the estate. The art books and classical music records in the living room. The gas pump by the side of the garage. I read that it was installed by the Secret Service. The small swimming pool with chicken wire around it.
I also remember the horse barn down the road from the property. On the other side of the road after turning right out of the estate. My cousin had a horse there, if I remember correctly.
A resident wrote and asked if they can also work with the Basking Ridge Garden Club to plant in town as a gift to their 100th anniversary. PM me if interested and I’ll connect you. Otherwise, just planting in your front yard works too. Do it soon though. The ground is getting hard 🙂
We are looking for any early year photos if people have to share. Please drop us an email at [email protected] if you have any. Thanks!
Hi, want to let you know of a correction for this piece. The first photograph in fact is looking north, not south. The image shows skiers being pulled up the hill in a southerly direction. The EL is to the right and 206 to the left.
I grew up in Basking Ridge, currently in Chester, and skied the hill in the late ‘70s.
My 7th great grandfather, James McCoy (1688-1747), died near Bound Brook at age 59. He was the first elder of the Bound Brook Presbyterian Church when it formed in 1738. His will says he resided “between the first and second mountains in Somerset Co.” Is that closest to Bernard? His will names wife Mary and daughters Margaret, Sarah, and Elizabeth McCoy, plus two slaves. Like him, his first wife Sarah (1693-1744) was buried in the Old Presbyterian Graveyard in Bound Brook. Her stone is the oldest there. I know little else about them. I do not know his parents or where he resided during his first 50 years of life. Can you tell me anything about him? Was he among the earliest settlers of the county? Might he have come from New Brunswick NJ since the Bound Brook church was formed from the New Brunswick Presbyterian church? Can you suggest any leads?
Great Article and it brought back tons of memories. I was a line boy there around 1959 to 1961. At the time the airport was owned by Harry Calvin, a Pan Am Flight Engineer. He leased the airport to Rick Decker, who had previously managed Westfield Airport. Rick had a flight school, maintenance facility, and air taxi at Somerset Hills. This included a Twin Beech, D-18. A big bird for Somerset Hills. I was offered flying lessons for pay. After one lesson, I was not interested at the time. I caught the bug later, however, and became rated on 727,747, 757, 767, L-1011, Helicopter, Instrument Helicopter, Sea Plane, and Glider. Now retired, I truly thank Rick Decker and everyone that I came in contact with at Somerset Hills Airport for exposing me to aviation and the great career that I had.
Hojo’s was the best! There was one in Garden City Park, N.Y. 11040 on Long Island. Ah such a good Memory….
I’ve been a North Dakotan for 53 years; right now on Maui. Every Christmas Eve means the Carol Sing no matter how long I’ve been away from home (BHS ’60). You have NO idea how much your live broadcast means to this expat and I’m sure many others. Thank you so very much for this. Of course I remember Mr Carswell leading us in song.
Greetings and Happy New Year – I happened across this site because I was trying to find information regarding the builder/s of the AT&T buildings. My Uncle Ernest J. Reisinger was a builder and I have vague information connecting him to this complex. He built most or all of our neighborhood on Fairview Drive (We moved west in 1952), and I recently learned he was somehow involved with the AT&T site. Do you have any information or suggestions how I might proceed to find more information about him and his business?
My Best
Mark
Millicent Fenwick was my idol. She greeted everyone warmly with a smile. She was a true woman of knowledge, grace and elegance. I’m quite sure I was the first one to adorn her with a scarf. Someone removed it the next day. I love seeing her remembered and decorated regularly.
Just came across your article and need some clarification. Is the Sky Top tower 295ft tall? I cannot seem to locate a true height of the structure.
Much thanks!
Dennis
Thanks for writing. We’re going to dig in and see what we can find. Our notes are here – https://www.mrlocalhistory.org/att-basking-ridge-history/
I believe at some point after AT&T left this site, that Pfizer acquired it, but maybe never used it?
AT&T sold its Basking Ridge, N.J. headquarters to Peapack, N.J.-based Pharmacia Corp. for $200 million. The campus, featuring 1.3 million sq. ft. of office space, is located on 140 acres of property, in Basking Ridge, New Jersey. It was then sold to Verizon Wireless.
Thank you. Pfizer merged with Pharmacia in 2003. (My husband worked for Pfizer in Groton/New London, CT as did my father in Maywood, NJ.) I grew up in Basking Ridge from 1969 through 1979. My parents lived there until 2004.
I also attended Harbourton School for a couple of years in the early ’60s. I loved it then and with hindsight realise how fortunate I was to have the experience of a small school, especially with creative teachers like Mrs. Bramble and Mr. Carver. I’m happy to have ‘found’ it again through this project! If I can find any photos of the time, I will submit them.
Re Harbourton Elementary School: Google Maps shows it as 1501 Harbourton Rocktown Road, and it was indeed still red as of 4 months ago 🙂
My father worked in the building from 1983 to 1998 (as a child, I remember going there for the Christmas office party each year; we would always walk around and make our way to the waterfall and massive fireplaces). I work as an architectural historian and have wondered about it over the years, so I was really happy to come across this post.
I’d love to know more about the choice of architect/designer, what he said about some of the design choices made, and how he worked with AT&T. Interesting to me that they picked a Philly design firm and not NY. And despite working for Kling and on other big projects, it looks like Barthold’s legacy is very much tied to this complex – it’s mentioned in the first line of his obituary!
I am a docent at James Monroe’s Birthplace, and an amateur historian who has studied Monroe’s live in great detail. Interestingly, there is no mention of anyone named Nannie Brown in the life stories of James Monroe. I also take offense to the statement that Monroe was a “school dropout” and a “farm hand”. James Monroe was home taught until he was enrolled by his parents in the highly respected school run by Archibald Campbell, here in Westmoreland County, Virginia. James Monroe attended Campbell’s school with his life long friend John Marshall, fourth chief justice of the United States. Monroe attended Campbell’s school until his father’s death in 1772. He started at William and Mary in 1774, when his Uncle Joseph Jones enrolled him. Monroe never returned to the family farm, and never worked there as a “farm hand”. He did leave William and Mary after he and his classmates seized weapons from the Governor’s palace in 1775. Soon after, Monroe went on to fight in the Battle of Trenton, beginning his military career. So the fifth president was never a school dropout as you called him. But maybe you are not really interested in the facts of James Monroe?
Thanks for writing. When you leave school the term “drop out” is a commonly used term. Whether he was home schooled was not the point. The point is he left school and joined the military. But I see your point and made the revision. The intent of the story was not his education, but that he was the one noted “wounded soldier” that was taken under the wing of Lord Stirling in Basking Ridge.
According to Ancestry.com, my grandfather died at this hospital in 1933. He was at the battle of Chateau Thierry and Vasle River, and was gassed. My father was born (illegitimately) in 1929, never knew his father (big family secret). I can’t find grandfather’s death certificate on Ancestry and would love to know his cause of death. I have a copy of a Veteran’s Compensation application which stated his time and place of death; that’s how I know where he died. I’m especially curious now that I see this hospital admitted psych patients.
Historic Faircourt Mansion Asks $12 Million In Bernardsville, New Jersey –
What’s old is new again at Faircourt, a Tuscan-inspired villa built for a wealthy industrialist in the late 1800s in the borough of Bernardsville, New Jersey.
Set on about 13 acres, the mansion in the Somerset Hills was reconfigured in 1916 to include such details as ornate woodwork, gilded ceilings and marble floors. The years-long renovation is the result of the labors of New York-based architect Annabelle Selldorf and interior designer Matthew Frederick. Period details in the entrance hall, living room, dining room and library have been refurbished including decorative plasterwork, oak paneling, Spanish tile and elaborate ceilings.
A tennis court, heated saltwater pool, three-hole putting green, lawn, gardens and an orchard with 72 peach, pear, apple and cherry trees complete the treed grounds.
https://www.forbes.com/sites/forbes-global-properties/2022/11/04/historic-faircourt-mansion-asks-12-million-in-bernardsville-new-jersey/?sh=1af3a1fd6a25
HI!
I noticed you don’t have the Old Littleton Schoolhouse on your map / list. It was built in 1796. I drive by it every day 🙂
Location: 1780 Littleton Road (Rt. 202 S) Parsippany Troy-Hills, N.J.
Block: 176 Lot: 7
Morris County Historic Sites Survey Number 1429-193
I was in the Derby three years running in the mid-69’s in Point Pleasant Beach, NJ. I still have the helmet dated 1968, but at this point I don’t know which of the three years it was from – probably the last. My best finish was third, I think in the second year. I remember there were a LOT of cars from the Ocean County area, but I was the only kid from Brick Township who was ever in it, even though all my friends loved racing my cars down the small hill on our dead-end street.
I grew up in Scotch Plains in the 60’s and always visited the Trolley when home from college and later when I was in the Navy! This was a great way to see old highschool friends with new friends. We also went to the Old Straw Hat on Route 22. I still make that shrimp and egg salad today with my own secret dressing! You
Thanks for writing and we’ve added the Old Littleton Schoolhouse to the map.
I grew up in New Jersey and was the designated stamp lickerer in the family. Like many, we had a kitchen junk drawer where the stamps went. I was probably 11 and remember being so excited to go to the redemption center and get a baseball glove. I can’t remember where the redemption center was but we lived in Bridgewater.
You’re readers may be excited to know that the brand is back with a modern twist. In 2021 I acquired the brand and we are in the process of gearing up to launch with a fun contest. It’s early but if anyone wants to join us at greenstampsforgood.com we’ll throw in 1000 stamps so you’ll be ready when things pop in your area.
I remember when a competing company introduced “Plaid Stamps”. Some retailers began to offer both, especially gas stations. At a time when most customers paid with cash it presented a problem for station attendants to juggle cash, change and two books of stamps. Add a windy day and it was a circus.
Our non-profit is based in The Basking Ridge Bernardsville Bridgewater area and would love top partner with you. Bernardsville is also turning 100 in 2024 so there’s a connection. Best of luck on the relaunch.
Does anyone remember the name of the old South Bound Brook bowling alley NJ torn down? I was a pin spoter back in the day.
Thank you for decorating our lives for 100 years! You are all an enduring bouquet that blooms throughout our beautiful town. Thank you with heartfelt gratitude.
When the Van Dorn Mill grain house was moved across the road (Rt 202) by William Childs, my grandfather, Samuel Allen, a builder living on S.Finley Ave. helped with this historic move. Following the move, my uncle, Wallace Childs, turned the building into a restaurant
called the Old Mill Inn. As a child, I enjoyed many delicious meals there with my family, especially the Chicken Maryland! In more recent years the restaurant became The Grain House, and the Old Mill Inn name lives on as the big inn/ hotel across the big parking lot.
I was wondering if you could do a program on your book to present at our luncheon on March 15 at 12pm at Sonny G’s, 2 South Ave., Cranford for our Wednesday Morning Club. Please let me know if you are available and your fee. Thanks, Gail Opacity 908-276-5195
I use to be a regular Sunday night visitor and always saw Jimmy Howard participated in the dance in back room with my buddies from Vailsburg. I met my wife there in 1958 and married in 1960. Come back as much as possible on our anniversary and are celebrating again with our visit February 28th. We are married 63 years February 27th. It is always great to see or talk to Bill Scully who we have known for so long. He is a true friend and always has been there for the Irish. God bless Frank McGovern , Jimmy Howard and Bill for bringing happiness and Irish life to us all. Carry on the torch nephew’s and success to you.
Google the author and see if he can assist.
Thank you for the very informative Basking Ridge essay. My 7th great grandfather was Alexander Kirkpatrick and you did a very nice spotlight on him and his family. His wife’s name was Elizabeth but we have not been able to find her maiden name…any ideas where to look? Does she have a tombstone in Basking Ridge Presbyterian Graveyard next to Alexander?
Missing from McGovern’s article re: Frank McGovern’s siblings, here they are……I am his sister Mary Ellen’s daughter: Frank : born May 1902, died November 1989
Thomas: born June 1903, died July 1969
Edward: born April 1905, died March 1980
Mary Ellen: born, July 1906, died January 1945
Margaret: born December 1908, died January 1999
Elizabeth: born April 1912, died August 1961
Patrick: born May 1915, died August 1987
Theresa: born April 1918, died March 1993
Frederick: born October 1920, died September 1949
How awesome are you. Be there Friday for St. Patrick’s Day?
I am thrilled that New Jersey’s Gift to America — July 4 Celebration — 2023, Middlebrook, New Jersey, will honor N.J. Continental Congressman Francis Hopkinson, the “Father of the Stars and Stripes.”
Earl P. Williams, Jr., U.S. flag historian (paleovexillologist)
I am Frank McGovern’s niece Therese, Margaret’s daughter. Maura Scully was indeed Franks niece. Maura’s father was Edward. Thank you cousin Eileen Farrell for sharing the family history. Happy St Patrick’s Day to all☘️
I met my future wife there in the fall of 1955 at the corner table diagonal from the bandstand. She was a beautiful Italian girl who stole my heart at first glance. We were married 50 years when she died at 74. I never met a suitable replacement.
My son was friends with Gordon and he came for an overnight at our summer cottage on Greenwood Lake. He was a very sweet boy and his parents were just great. I remember feeling so sad when they lost Bill. I’m happy to hear they are all doing well.
Karolyn Burger Nilsen
Those who were privileged to be invited to any of the birthday parties will never tell! So too we’re the endless “barn”parties when we were in high school and college….
There was a home – maybe even IN Bound Brook – which was a former monastery that had a bowling alley.
I remember it was east of Somerville, and was either on or directly off a road that was the same name of a main road in Somerville (I got lost driving there in 1992).
A follower wrote wondering if there was a connection between Edward Hunt Talamge, a Bernardsville Mountain landowner and Madeline Astor. Yes they were related.
Edward Hunt Talmage was born 25 Nov 1867 in Brooklyn, New York.
He lived on the Bernardsville Mountain / Mendham Township, Morris, New Jersey, United States in 1900 and Mendham, Morris, New Jersey, United States in 1910. Bernardsville Mountain – Edward Taylor Hunt Talmage purchased property in 1894. He was a horseman and judge and a founder of the Somerset Hills Country (golf) Club. Also, there’s
Woodmere Farms in Bernardsville, a four hundred acre farm that ran from Bernardsville Road to Talmage Road in Mendham. Their former house/estate became the Gill School until 1940. In addition to Talmage Road there is also a Prentice Lane.
BIRTH 25 Nov 1867, DEATH 5 Oct 1922 (aged 54)
BURIAL – Green-Wood Cemetery, Brooklyn, Kings County (Brooklyn), New York, US
Madeleine Talmage Astor Dick (born Force, formerly Fiermonte) (June 19th, 1893 – March 27th, 1940)
Socialite. Madeleine made quite a stir as the second wife of Colonel John Jacob Astor. The union was short-lived as the couple was torn apart by the Titanic disaster of 1912. Her mother was Katherine Arvilla Talmage Force. Her father was Tunis VanPelt Talmage.
Tunis VanPelt Talmage
BIRTH 24 Jul 1832, DEATH 28 Nov 1909 (aged 77)
BURIAL Green-Wood Cemetery Brooklyn, Kings County (Brooklyn), New York, USA
Think Golden Boy should be returned to NYC where he started out (or NJ) & definitely not Texas. A NY landmark of a once great Company.
Did u forget the Presby Iris Gardens in Upper Montclair?
I was proud to work at AT&T headquarters several times during my 12 year career which started in Dallas, Texas and took me to Morristown N.J. (the first AT&T Marketing Division office) and then onto Basking Ridge HQ on Maple.
During that time, we were instrumental in transitioning the “OLD Bell System” (with its engineering & manufacturing mentality) -to- the “NEW Bell System” (with a Sales & Market Driven focus)………i.e. the “new” Bell Marketing System.
It was not only a privilege to work at HQ, but an honor to work with the world’s most successful communications company. So sad to see it’s “breakdown” and to know that Verizon ended-up in OUR offices!
The Baskin Ridge area of New Jersey was a great place to LIVE and WORK.
1812 – Montrose Schoolhouse
13 Montrose Road, Colts Neck, NJ 07722
Monmouth County
https://www.facebook.com/events/colts-neck-historical-preservation-committee/montrose-school-house-weekend-in-old-monmouth/845014798985232/
Carol are you related to the Sutton’s that came to Peapack in the early to middle of the 1900s. They lived in Hunterdon County, and had a farm and horses.
Found this fun reference on FB: For an inspiring picture book telling her story, check out “Secret Engineer: How Emily Roebling Built the Brooklyn Bridge” for ages 5 to 9 at https://www.amightygirl.com/secret-engineer.
For adult readers, Emily Warren Roebling’s story is also told in David McCullough’s “The Great Bridge: The Epic Story of the Building of the Brooklyn Bridge” at https://amzn.to/3sWpy4J
There is also a fantastic historical fiction novel based on her story for adults: “The Engineer’s Wife” at https://www.amightygirl.com/the-engineer-s-wife
Hmmm – maybe the Kusar’s had something to do with Roebling moving to Bville – In 1906, Anthony Kuser and two of his brothers, his twin, John L., and Rudolph, attended the New York Automobile Show held at the iconic Madison Square Garden, designed by architect Stanford White and located on Madison Square from 1890 to 1925. The Kusers and the Roeblings, who also attended the show, were quite taken by the cars hand made by fellow Trentonian William Walter, a Swiss-born manufacturer of confectionery machinery. Several of the Kusers and Roeblings bought Walter’s cars and soon organized and invested in the new Walter Automobile Company, using a partially built brewery building the Kusers owned in Hamilton Township as the new company’s factory. Three years later, Anthony and John Kuser and brothers Ferdinand and Charles Roebling organized the Mercer Automobile Company, as the successor to the Walter firm. The high-quality, lightweight Mercer “Raceabouts” soon put Mercer (which also manufactured touring and other model cars) into the national spotlight after winning a number of important automobile races.
On May 27, 1937, San Francisco’s Golden Gate Bridge was opened to the public for the first time for “Pedestrian Day,” marking the start of the weeklong “Golden Gate Bridge Fiesta” held to celebrate its completion. Thank you Roeblings for all that “Roebling cable.”
Donald Roebling (November 15, 1908–1959) (John and Margaret’s son) was an eccentric twentieth century American philanthropist and inventor. He is most famous for inventing the amtrac in 1937, which he originally intended to be a hurricane rescue device. The United States Navy awarded Roebling a Certificate of Achievement in recognition of “exceptional accomplishment” for his invention, dubbed the Roebling Alligator. In 1948, he received the Medal of Merit from President Harry S. Truman, “for exceptionally meritorious conduct in the performance of outstanding service to the United States.” He was the great-grandson of John A. Roebling and the grandson of Colonel Washington A. Roebling, who respectively designed and built the Brooklyn Bridge.
John R. II, so Dobbs family legend goes, used to walk down from Boulderwood to my grandfather’s (Joe Dobbs) office on Dayton St. and sit and chat with him. When strolling his estate he would sometimes wear a fedora hat with the top cut out and a little pie tin put in it’s place. The birds would come down and eat bird seed out of it. And it’s said that when folks came to picnic on his estate, if he was nearby that he’d pick up and move away so they could enjoy their picnic in peace.
My brother Steve says that Grandpa was the business agent for the Roeblings, and with my cousin Joe Jr’s involvement in the break up and sale of the estate there may be some truth to that.
As a young boy the first time I ever remember seeing a peacock I was on the back roof of the Roebling place and one spotted me up there and let out a scream. I remember I dropped my hammer and thought a woman was screaming. All of Dad’s carpenters there got a good laugh and told me that the peacocks were the estate security system. They’d let out a shriek if they didn’t know you.
I have no insight into why Roeblings came to Bernardsville that I can recall. My dad (Harold Dobbs) might have known, but he’s been gone since 2001. There were a lot of questions I would like to ask him about the business and his role in the area, but never got to take that ride around the Hills with him and a camcorder. 🙁 All the business records were tossed when Dad shut down the business (Dobbs Builders and Harold J. Dobbs, Inc.) in the late 70’s.
You might look up my cousin W. Barry Thomson, he’s done a lot of research on the local estates and something might have turned up that didn’t make it into one of the books.
I haven’t researched any of that history beyond my own recollections, but there they are for better or worse. 🙂
The family telegraph is humming 🙂 I got an email from my cousin, Marcia Dobbs Hanle, and she said, “I have a book, The Builders of the Bridge, by D. B. Steinman, copyrights 1945, 1950, which has a business-size card that says, “Mrs. John A. Roebling, Boulderwood, Bernardsville, New Jersey” paperclip to it. On the title page, she wrote, “Ellsworth Dobbs, Builder of Houses, from Helen Price Roebling, October 9, 1956.”
Her grandfather was my dad’s brother, Ellsworth Dobbs. She hasn’t read the book yet but said she’d like to. Apparently it’s got some history in it that might bear on this question of “why Bernardsville?” I’ll keep you posted.
On an infamous November night in 1921, a burglar broke into Faircourt, the luxurious Tuscan-style villa owned by multimillionaire Colonel Anthony R. Kuser in New Jersey’s hunt country, and chloroformed the entire household. Among the robber’s victims was the homeowner’s teenage daughter-in-law, the future philanthropist Brooke Astor, who was relieved of $13,000 worth of jewelry, including the sapphire engagement ring on her finger. The thief, called a “clever Raffles” by The New York Times, was never caught, but the Kusers may have taken some comfort in the paper’s description of the estate as “one of the show places of New Jersey.”
How nostalgic! I worked at the HoJo’s in Springfield, NJ in the late 70s! Just hate to see them go – they are a part of history! Met some awesome folks in that part of Jersey!
Back in the early 1960’s at Wildwood’s Sportland Pier on the Boardwalk was their famous Motordrome. Known as the “Wall of Death” Motorcycles would run inside a huge barrel structure on the inside wall ( going on a really high speed). On the outside of the motordrome to attract customers they had a guy on a megaphone calling people to come in with either a male or female motorcyclists dressed like WW 1 aviators standing on a motorcycle that was raised above the ground to be stationary and the motor running at hi speed. It was worth a buck to climb the steps with everyone and stand around the top of the wall and watch the motorcycles go round and around. My best memories of NJ.
Fun fact for the Jolly Trolley. Jolly Trolley Las Vegas, was the Center Fold Casino. I helped remodel it into Jolly Trolley. Peter DeLamos, named it Jolley Trolley. Just for luck.
Having lived in Liberty Corner on Lyons Rd for 40 yrs , from the late 60s , I can tell you that Irwin was a daily part of our lives . We then had little boxes at the small PO and picked up our mail daily as LC had no mail delivery. We had to pay for our boxes or pay Basking Ridge to deliver to us at the street address . Hardly seemed fair as BR didn’t have to pay for boxes or mail delivery. Didn’t seem fair to Irwin either as he was in the little PO in conversation with Miss Rita about this injustice . But he always said hello and was extra nice to my den of cub scouts when we went to the farm to see “the production of maple syrup “. Such wonderful history you produced here . Thank you
One place I heard about a long time ago,definitely on my bucket list
They’d love to see you. Memberships available!
I grew up in Bedminster Twp. and when we’d go to Morristown shopping we’d often take “the back way” through Mendham and Jockey Hollow. The road in those days went right past Tempe Wick house, which is now bypassed. My mother would often tell the story of Tempe Wick and that area.
The name Jockey Hollow was just a name for a hollow in the hills, much as the Appalachians refer to a “Holler.’ I don’t know where the “Jockey” part of the name came from. I would suspect a link between the Wickes love of horses and the name though.
My ancestor, Capt. Cornelius Davenport, was an aide to General Washington that winter of 1779-80 and because of his extensive land holdings, businesses and contacts in the community was able to greatly aid in the provisioning of the troops there. The family story is that when the snow finally went away in the late spring that he brought his son down from Milton (riding double) to meet “the great man” Gen. Washington. When it became evening and was time to leave he sent the boy home alone on the horse, despite the threat of British cavalry patrols in the area. The theory being that a small boy on a horse would be able to outrun the heavy British troopers. He made it home safely.
If you look up the history of Morris County from the 1880’s (?) you will find Cornelius and friends signed a local version of the Declaration of Independence voicing their support for the Second Continental Congress in the spring of 1776. So he was an ardent Patriot and great admirer of Gen. Washington.
I lived in peapack from 1970-1972.
I saw Jackie Onassis in her four wheel Jeep when she attended The catholic church.
I attended Harbourton red two room schoolhouse in the mid 1950’s… George CArver was the teacheron one side, there was a lady for younger grades. I was there for 7th and 8th grades, then bussed to Pennington to Central for 9th grade. Lived just down the road behind the schoolhouse. road not as far away as the map makes it look. Joseph and Esther Hawkins, later sister Linda were my family. Mr. Fisher ran the post office up the road. Joan and Gary (son/daughter)…..Stanley Gill, Tom Goodwin, George…? and Joan were my classmates, younger grades I remember names Ronnie and Shirley Atcheley. good times.
Great list, especially glad that you gave Atlantic City its due. I would add Craftsman Farms in Parsippany-Troy Hills to the honorable mention list. Gustav Stickley’s designs were hugely influential, especially during the early twentieth-century building boom.
Thanks for your passion and suggestion. We will certainly take a look as we love ALL forms of history so our bucket list is MUCH bigger than 10 🙂
Bob Kuppler
As pastor of Somerset Hills Lutheran Church, I vividly remember Irwin riding his bike everywhere in all sorts of weather. He’d regularly stop by the church while making his rounds of the BT churches, urging us to support one or another of his causes, with which most I honestly could not disagree. He was a man of principle, sometimes a pain in the neck, and with whom I enjoyed conversation. He was a real patriot. Thank you, Brook, for this fitting tribute on Independence Day Eve.
Valerie Klein Whyte
I do know much about the Richardt family. They came to America on the same ship as my grandparents and initially settled close to each other. Mine moved to Newark and they, here. They remained friends and my father spent part of his summers with them being his father didn’t want him loose in Newark! He would walk with a pail to the Deaconry for milk, and had great memories. My cousins from Newark went to camp at the Deaconry. In the summer, after work, at least once per year, my dad would drive us to the Richardt’s. It was a dirt road and I have early memories of the furniture all being against the walls since old man Richardt was blind. Irwin fixed our TV, and I used to think George Washington was there (when I was very little). When he was incarcerated for not having auto insurance, my dad went to visit him, coming home chuckling because Irwin actually was fine there, proselytizing! He would ride his bike to our shoe store in New Providence, maple syrup in hand. He came to hear me sing once. And I still have the last Mason jar of unopened syrup in my fridge. (And as a kid, hearing about the firework accident, it still sticks with every year)
I find your depiction of Karl Jerolomine to be offensive, arbitrary, and from a historical perspective, blatantly false. If you are interested in truth, if you need assistance with the proper methods of documenting historical facts, if you care about Bernardsville at all, IM me.
First, you spoke with no one who knew him personally, no one who has lived a lifetime here, no one who has also collected stories about Karl. He was a generous man, often kind, a huge supporter of all activities in our schools, while he quietly dealt with the PTSD that came home with him from a brutal ww2 experience.
There is so much more to the beauty of that store, rich with history and connections to 100s if not thousands of children and adults who frequented it. From the weight machine, the box young ones needed to step on to see the candy, his deep cooler that seemed to have no bottom, and the historical mementos and signage scattered on the walls, it’s all etched in our memories, part of a cherished childhood, rowdy teen years and adults who stopped in for a pack of smokes and a six pack on the way home from work.
Did you know the memorial parade was privately funded? Mr Jerolomen wrote a check for what the shortfall was for decades. That’s just one of hundreds of Karl stories out there.
I was at his wake and funeral. My daughter placed three caramels in his casket so he would have them with him always. He would always share them with her when we came in. She would sit on his stool, and he would get caramels from his private stash and ask about her day, especially what she learned in school. He was kind, encouraging, and gentle. Did you know caramels are his favorite candy? Just writing this so many emotions and memories flood my mind.
There have been several Facebook posts where bvilles kids comment about Karl, some scared, others amused, and some who knew the man himself, remember his dark humor, strong work ethic and deep love for Bernardsville. Robert Desidario can steer you to those Facebook discussions.
And you left out Becky’s son, Bob, a talented musician and veteran, who ran the store with his mother for years, taking over after her passing. He has since left us as well. The store was sold because the long days and schedule with few days off each year could not be covered by one person. Except Karl.
Mr Jerolomen is a treasure and a part of the childhood of those of us who are from bernardsville, no matter where we live now. And most of us long for a twin popsicle on this hot, summer day. Or the coldest beer in town. Or a small brown bag filled with several pieces of bazooka gum , a couple of swedish fish, a few jawbreakers, and, of course, 3 or 4 caramels.
During our research we asked for feedback. Not sure where you were but perhaps you can steer me to a more accurate story about the man, his accomplishments , or his life that was deeper than ours? I don’t think so. Some think he a treasure. Others thought just a crotchety old man, a very similar set of feelings towards the story we wrote about Irwin Richardt of Liberty Corner. To each his own. This is why we call it a retrospective. And you don’t need to know a person personally to write a story. We had plenty of feedback. Happy Independence Day.
Hello! My name is Maria Russell. My father was Bob Russell, son of Beatrice Russell (Jerolaman). I used to spend weekends in the store with my dad 🙂
I was in Bernardsville today and went by all of their graves (Becky and Karl, my father, grandfather and great grandparents), then went by the store…and stumbled upon this page as I relived the nostalgia through google searches. 🙂 Thank you.
As I write this I’m sitting at the bench that surrounds the simple and elegant memorial where Kate and Walter are buried in Woodlawn Cemetery and wanted to know who they were.
Your excellent article provided a fine summary. Good work.
You can exclude the following from my comment— one minor typo you have Kate’s death listed correctly as 1945 in one section and 1947 in another.
Also I’d attach a picture of their resting spot but see no way to do that in this form.
Always glad to correct. Thanks. Kate Macy and her husband Walter Graeme Ladd are both buried in Woodlawn Cemetery
Bronx, New York. Their stones can be seen on findagrave.com . But if you send us a selfie of you and the graves via our Contact Us page, we might just have to add that to the story 🙂
In November of 1981, I became one of the bevy of outside hires made by AT&T’s newly formed international business as the company prepared to once again do business outside the United States after decades of not having to compete for business. It wasn’t long before the new company had already outgrown its Morristown office and we moved into two brand new buildings in Basking Ridge that were right around the corner from AT&T’s “headquarters” complex at 295 North Maple Avenue. In December of 1982, a few of my co-workers (all formerly Western Electric) invited me to join them on a short trip over to the 295 “cafeteria” for lunch. Having come from the somewhat modest office environs of Johnson & Johnson, it was quite an experience observing all of the architectural magnificence while driving through the beautifully landscaped grounds, parking underground, and after a ride on the longest escalator I’d ever seen, coming into the largest open office space I had ever seen, completely covered in luxuriously thick, purple wall-to wall-carpet! The hushed tones of walking across that carpet towards our destination in such a huge open space was for me a bit surreal. But then the question arose – “shall we dine upstairs or down”? Deciding down, we began to descend this incredibly wide spiral stairway half the width of which on both sides was covered in a sea of red poinsettias! Ending, of course, in front of the largest fireplace I had ever seen complete with blazing logs that had to be five or six feet long! (The lunch did not disappoint – certainly not I would call cafeteria food.) I’ve related this experience many times over the years and hardly anyone believes me when I tell it. I’ve lived 2,000 miles away for the past twenty-five years (Lucent retiree, 2001) and have no idea what or who occupies it today, but it would seem worthy of nothing less than the New Jersey state capital complex. Wonder what NYC and Philly would think of that!
Perhaps now that you have several stories referencing Warren Township, such as this story about Schwaebische-Alb and the Eggomat, you might include a menu for easy access?
https://www.mrlocalhistory.org/category/towns/
Agreed. Will do! What else would you like to see?
So interesting to learn the history of some of the iconic Warren sites. Happy to subscribe!
I worked there as a hostess waitress and bartender for about 7 years .. great memories .. good friends and I met my husband of 17 years now there .. miss that place so much !! Ps I do have my old card reader and name tag!!
Old Ardena School # 2 built 1855 (Monmouth County)
Located at the Corner of Old Tavern & Preventorium Rds, Howell, NJ 07731
Open to the public the last Sunday of the Month from 1-4 PM March thru October
Owned and operated by the Howell Heritage and Historical Society
https://www.howellheritagehistoricalsociety.org/
We added it to the collection. Thanks for sending.
Ardena School was first established in 1835, and the current building was constructed in 1855. In 1938, the current day Ardena School consolidated Howell’s 11 schools.
Pre-K to Grade 2 at Liberty Corner from 1991-1995, 3-5 at Cedar Hill from 1995-1998, William Annin 6-8, Then Graduated from RHS in 2005 and went to LMU in California. Out of all of them, Cedar Hill was probably my favorite 🙂
What is the significance of the Value of the stamps being “1 2/3 mills” ? What is a mill?
Born Fitkin Hospital at Neptune, N.J. raised 07720.
I was at the open house for the first-time last year. I was totally awestruck! I was a little kid again, thinking of the toy trucks I had and some I still have!
Good morning. I am one of the partners continuing the proud traditions of the Krogoll family and Dewy Meadow Foods. I came across your article and enjoyed reading it and learning more about the history of the company.
I would be happy to discuss current operations and share with you the nice story of how the transition came about and our plans to carry on the legacy the family built. If you wanted to visit the new plant, I would happily provide a tour.
After revisiting this story, I had to take a treck over to Bardy Farms in Warren, NJ (Somerset County) to see if the Dewy Meadow pies were still available. YES they were and I grabbed a few, a fruit pie, cookies, milk and some fruit. I was set for the night. AWESOME CHICKEN POT PIES! History in a pie crust Basking Ridge!
We believe Mr. Roebling also donated fire trucks to the Bernardsville FD as well as the PD’s first police cruiser.
Nettie Allen was my great aunt. Her brother, Samuel Allen, was my grandfather.
Aunt Nettie lived in an apartment at grandpa Allen’s home (160 S.Finley Ave.) when I was young. I lived across the street at 161 S. Finley Ave. My parents
were John & Margaret Carswell. My mother was a daughter of Samuel Allen.
My father led the Christmas Eve carol sing for 40 years. I enjoyed spending time with aunt Nettie. She was interesting, full of stories of our family, Basking Ridge &
our church, the BR Presbyterian church, where she taught Sunday School for many years. She wasn’t buried in the church’s cemetery because there was no space available at that time. The current ‘northern’ cemetery behind the church hadn’t been developed as yet. That’s why grandpa Allen was buried there too.
My parents used to take us there on occasion as we had some Swiss and German in our family. They loved the atmosphere and the food and I was sad to see it close. We also used to go to the Oktoberfest at Farcher’s Grove and I believe that moved or was somehow incorporated into the Deutscher Club in Clark where you can also attend some wonderful public biergartens and Oktoberfests. There were always rumors that there were Bund meetings held at Scwaebische Alb before WWII but that might have simply been anti-German grumblings at the time.
All great stomping grounds. Deutsche Club in Clark leads the Octoberfest forward as the sole survivor. All great memories. Thanks for sharing!
I’ve been a hard core user since 2005 and my career is in data analytics. I lead developers that build dashboards with key KPIs for the business. You perfectly articulated my biggest frustration point. I can’t tease out any insights. I’d love to see simple things like, # of people per state, country, birthdate, cause of death, those never married. Those even just missing certain vitals.
I have dozens of custom tags I’ve made too I’d love to use for analysis (ie: I track those that fought in wars all the way back to the revolution)
I have over 50k people between my maternal and paternal tree. So much to analyze and there are no tools and likely never will be.
I could ramble on, this is my most favorite topic 😍
I’ve been using Ancestry.com for over twenty years. It’s not as easy as just connecting to family trees. Often the people who made those trees did so just by clicking on other people’s trees and so they often end up posting incorrect information, i.e. people with birthdates that appear to be after they died, people of several generations with the same first and last names added in the wrong order, etc. Besides looking at family trees, you have to carefully scrutinize historical sources. It’s become easier to do this as the years progressed, but even now I run into road blocks. Once you find the (hopefully) correct information, it may lead you to a third or fourth degree relative who may have information to trade, or if they’re old enough, memories of some great grandparent or other farther removed family member. My favorite discovery was of a drawing of my third great-grandmother which was actually attached to the incorrect family with a similarly spelled last name.
This sounds like an interesting and fun event for the community. Unfortunately I’ve committed to attend a wedding shower in Belmar, NJ and will be unable to attend. I look forward to joining future events.
Can anyone please tell me WHO used to own the slaughterhouse that was located on Washington Valley Rd in Warren? My father knew the man, and for the life of me, I cannot remember his name. I think it might have been Mundy????
Kristie Lombardo wrote:
Good Lord. I find that story hard to believe. I went to MSJA, as a boarding student from 7th grade all the way through High School and graduated from there in 1981. Although I hated the school, mainly because my mom dumped me there so she could travel with her wealthy new husband, the nuns never mistreated us. Some were nasty and sharp tongued mainly because they were frustrated, but never ever abusive. Most were kind and loving and felt sorry for us boarders.
Although I wasn’t happy when I was there, I made lifelong friends and look upon the experience as a somewhat pleasant one. The stories about Jacobs Ladder and Devils whatever are ridiculous.
The Sister Aurora I knew was a kind elderly harmless nun who ran the kitchen and cooked us meals. I cannot fathom that this was the same monster that was described in the previous post.
Funny story, my friends and I used to raid the kitchen at night and steal food. One night we stole a gallon of ice cream and took it up to our dorm room. We heard one of the nuns coming and my friend took the ice cream and chucked it out of the open window. The next day, when we were saying the Pledge of Allegiance, we looked out the window and there was the gallon of icecream stuck in the tree. We couldn’t stop laughing. Oh the memories!
Monica Casey wrote:
n the mid-1960’s, I was a boarding student at Mt. St. John Academy in Gladstone, NJ (the Mosley estate?) The Blairsden Estate was then known as St. Joseph’s Villa. Living at the Villa were wealthy, elderly women who, we students had heard, lived half of the year at the Villa and the other half in Italy. Rumor had it that this arrangement had something to do with the women, all widows I believe, not being citizens of the U.S.
Also living at the Villa were aspirants. Aspirants were very young girls, age 12 to 18, who thought they may want to become nuns. These girls dressed in what were commonly known as postulant’s habits; postulants were (are?) the first of three tiers to becoming a full on nun. The aspirants were driven each morning to Mt. St. John Academy to attend school by a nun named Sister Loyola. Loyola drove them to and fro in a very long station wagon looking automobile – I believe the nuns got the vehicle from some airlines. They were a crafty bunch of women!
In my Junior year, my class, including day students, was forced to go on a three day retreat to St. Joseph’s Villa. Ordinarily, the religious retreats were held at school and lasted for the duration of the school day. For some reason unbeknownst to us students, the good nuns decided to hold it at the Villa. We all packed a suitcase and headed to the Villa. It was a most unusual experience; one I’ve never forgotten.
The room I stayed in was set up like a small dorm room. There were 4 or 6 of us in it. The room was wallpapered in a small flower pattern. In the middle of the wall was a glass door knob that led through two doors to our bathroom. It took us a while to find it.
We were what many considered the rowdy, delinquent bunch in the class and we had a blast at the Villa. The building was most curious. For example, in the main parlor, there were secret passageways on one or both sides of the huge fireplace. As I recall, the room was painted a very light teal.
The priest who led the retreat was a whack job. He was probably in his mid 50’s, with steel gray hair, not bad looking at all. His favorite topic was impure thoughts. He was encouraging the girls to “whip up those impure thoughts!” He told us that as a child he had a stutter and overcame it through prayer and public speaking. Also, I think he told us that he never stuttered when he sang. In any event, it turned out he tried to make out with two of the girls. That storm really gathered strength when it came to light that the poor man had been transferred by some holy person in power at the offices of the diocese or archdiocese to working with girls because he’d had “troubles” with boys. It was the least religious retreat I’d ever been on and as a result, it became one of my friends and my favorites memories of high school life.
To get to the Villa, one would drive past the Matheny Home, where many of us boarders would help out on weekends. The road narrowed and then one would come upon the entrance which was spectacular. In the middle of the driveway, there was a long reflecting (reflection?) pool; and on the outer sides of the driveway were stone busts of what appeared to be Roman or Greek gods. It was quite trippy for high schoolers.
LeMarie wrote:
Wow, years have passed and I’m still doing history reports on the Blair family. Apart from the buildings in NY, and the Princeton building I have to say Blairsden is my favorite to this day.
2012, and I am planning on returning soon for more pictures…because the last time I went, in 2008, all lights in the mansion and outside the mansion were on (I could see the Roman’s lining the reflecting pool perfectly) and there was a sign for “parking” with an arrow towards the back of the house. The mansion AND the landscape looked very new and taken care of, so it would be safe to say they are fixing it for potential buyers.
Last I read, in 2011, it was going for 4.9 Million. When back in 2004 it was said to be worth over 10 million. Kind of a shame, considering you cant find homes as sturdy and luxorious like this anymore going for WAY BELOW the worth. Anyway…
I have never ever even attempted to go through the Ravine Lake bridge entrance. Mainly because the grass was higher than me, there is no where to park your car, and in the dark it is dangerous and difficult to walk through.
The front gate on Main St/Peapack Rd will, most times, be open. Every time I’ve been there it was at least. That road past that gate is considered BLAIR ROAD, it is infact a road, because it is a private road that leads to Blairsden AND also other houses on the land. No lights, just a road in the middle of trees. BLAIR ROAD also turns into BLAIR DRIVE………..
Because some things are better not written on a public site
I was one of the “Cuban” boarders. I was only 5yrs old when I arrived there & English was my new second language. Yes the abuse was very real for me. The nuns had very special ways of punishment or “disciplines ” as they called it & enforced it regularly to us little girls, in the name of Jesus. If they did it today those nuns would be locked up in jail. Sister Aurora was one of my nightmares to this day !! The threats were real & the punishment cruel. I was in my 30’s before I was able to speak about it & some I would rather forget. I’m happy you enjoyed urself at school since you got to go home every day. Unfortunately I didn’t. I got to go home every other weekend to a loving home. Only to be returned on Sunday, praying things to get better but it only got much worse. I would get punished if i spoke Spanish to anyone including my parents on the weekend when I was allowed briefly to call, as Sister stood over me scowling cuz she couldn’t understand what I had said to them. God forbid if i cried during the call. Afterwards I would be forced to kneel on my little hands for hours. Until one day I got very ill with the fever, for days the Sisters neglected me, wouldn’t call my parents since my parents only spoke Spanish. The only one who would care for me was the cleaning lady. She would bring me food & comfort me as I got sicker with delirium fever, dripping in sweat. In secret, the cleaning lady found my contact number .. when she carried me to a phone & dialed my mother for help….I had the Mumps ! That was the last straw for my parents. Sister Aurora who would pinch my anemic pale cheeks daily until they were bruised red. Imposing her power over me when I wet the bed with fear almost every night. God would kill my parents if I dare tell anyone about any of the Sisters cruel punishments. All in the name of the Man who died on the cross for me & my sins. Jesus Christ, Amen !! I believe in a good, kind God. I pray little children don’t ever have to live with torture & cruelty by the people who should love & care for them. Especially in a school that’s suppose to teach them God’s Love. Please parents be vigilante to whom you leave your children. Don’t ever give complete power over ur little innocent children to anyone but yourselves !! For God’s sake !
Karen wrote:
I went to my St. John’s academy from 1960-1965. In kindergarten, I was told that I must write with my right hand, I was left handed, as left handed meant you were a son/daughter of the devil, who while you were in chapel each day was in the back waiting for you to turn around so he could get you! I must say I loved the nuns. Sister Baptiste was my kindergarten teacher, sister Carmalita for 1st, Mrs. Sutton for 2nd, sister Luke for 3rd, sister David for 4th and sister Mary Celeste for 5th. We had 15 minute classes which resulted at least in my case put me on an 8th grade level when entering public school in 6 th grade. Our religion classes were much longer as was daily chapel. We had a 2 hour lunch/recess. I was there when the Cuban borders were there. Perfection and discipline were at the top of the list. But instilled in us was a conscience. Being so young, I was not aware of any abuse. I was not a boarder but a bus rider. As l sit here thinking about my time there, I begin to remember more!
It was on Mountainview Road and his name was
George Dealman.
Please send me information on joining
We share history, we don’t run Skyfarm. Sorry.
What a wonderful history of Willie’s as we still refer it as…We came here in the 80’s…We have heard so many tales, each one interesting in it’s own right…We still frequent this establishment thru all its changes…Its always like coming home no matter who carry’s this very bright tourch…
Dona Sutton: Most likely some relation. My Sutton grandfather was originally from High Bridge.
Mike’s Comments:
This is one sinister looking tree. It is on an open field with just the tree. It was probably more secluded back in the day, as there are some houses off the road a little bit. The odd thing was that there was no snow around the tree. We kept going back to the truck every time we saw headlights coming down the road, just in case. John’s hand started bleeding out of nowhere as we approached the tree the second time. And John scared the shit out of me by screaming for no reason.
Lynda Champaign
My uncle, Paul Cusano, founded American Shuffleboard Company in the 1940’s in Union City. After he passed away, his wife, my Aunt Mary, took over the reign of the company until sometime in the 1960’s. She was quite a female powerhouse for that day and time.
Robert Kaba
Our dad was Post 40 Commander American Legion in Ridgefield Park when I was a youngster. I remember playing with the shuffle board when we visited the post. Good memories!
Bob Jacko
Every VFW in the country!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Joseph Vashlishan
A great childhood memory. My Grandmother till she passed in 1977 lived at the trailer park on 35 in Eatontown. The Pinetree Tavern was a big bar in front on 35. They had a full length shuffle board table where she taught to play in the 60’s. We played every time I visted till she past in 77.
Thanks for putting this all together! Lord Stirling was my 8x great grandfather!
@Bonnie Verberg
Lord Stirling did not have “heavy investment” in the slave trade.
He had *temporary* investment in the slave trade. He operated those 2 boats 1 time and then left the business, wanting no further involvement.
“Heavy investment” implies prolonged, sustained involvement, more than a single venture which turned him off of the whole thing.
I also find it distasteful that you show up here to attack and slander and demonize people based on common activity of the time in which they were alive.
You realize that slavery was a worldwide phenomenon then and still is today, that only a small fraction of African slaves were brought to the Americas.
You should be thanking Lord Stirling. It was due to his effort, and other slave-owning Founders, that slavery was able to be abolished.
My mother was the Ursula in the story. We left NJ in 1965, I spent a summer working at the farm in the retail store in the 70’s. The farm house had a burglar step I always tripped on, the top step was few inches taller than the rest. Also one of the trucks from the near by quarry ran into the house, the house won. Can you imagine a quarry truck running into a current house? My grandmother said she thought it was an earthquake.
Yes the chicken potpies were very well known! If I remember correctly the smaller one was 45 cents.
Hi to Project Members and to Cousin Betsy!
I didn’t know most of these great things that Betty had to tell us… I think I was about 6 months old the last time that I “saw” Aunt Nettie. Nettie’s brother John McCollum Allen, my great-grandfather, was a bit younger, born in 1874, but passed away before I was born.
JJ was a local builder, and area houses built in the mid to late 1800s might have been the work of his teams. I have a photo of one such house, belonging to another of my ancestors, Ezra Dayton. IMO though it was on Mt. Airy Road, it belonged on Mockingbird Lane.
According to notes that I have from Nettie, “William Allen came to America from Scotland in the company of John McCollum around 1702”. JJ’s father Alexander was born in 1800, and his grandfather Samuel (RWV) was born in 1750, so there appears to be a missing generation in the story. John McCollum, aka “Old John”, ~1657 – 1760, whose headstone is at the church, is an ancestor of many BR families but the links are at best obscure – at least to me!
JJ’s mother was Mary McCollum, b 1797, daughter of (RWV) Malachi McCollum, b 1760. JJ was baptised, “John McCollum Allen”, and grew up on Malachi’s farm earning him the nickname, “JJ”, or “John Jr”, to differentiate him from Mary’s brother John McCollum who also lived on the farm.
I would be happy to share more of what I am able to substantiate of the Allen family history, including a great deal of Nettie’s other original material with anyone interested, under the single proviso that they agree not to allow it into the hands of Ancestry.com and similar.
Was there a Keyport lighthouse? One of my relatives by the name of Hunt i was told was a Keeper. Janie, Keeper/tour guide, Cape May Light
Through the late 70’s, I would go to Howard Johnson’s on Friday night for the all-you-can-eat tendersweet clams!
I’d still do it today if it were possible. The Howard Johnson’s motor lodges were quite luxurious, more beautiful than Holiday Inn!
Their is a similiar structure across from high school and cianellia property. I do not know if its still their. Look for Linda Apgar about 72 yrs old she lived in that house for awhile.
Thank you for sharing article.
It is not my intention to further besmirch the reputation of Charles Lee, but I note that in the following link from History.com that General Charles Lee’s presence in Widow White’s Tavern is attributed to his seeking female companionship in the form of prostitution. This would, of course, besmirch the reputation of the tavern-owner, as well:
https://www.history.com/this-day-in-history/washington-orders-general-lee-to-new-jersey?cmpid=email-hist-tdih-2023-1121-11212023&om_rid=87f45d590498f184c8540ec6c3c77e32bfea14e09dade294a1d0cbbf7be3776d
Based on your knowledge, I wonder how you view this allegation? Thank you for looking into this.
That has been a suggested theory…..but there’s also a gay theory as well. And add to this that the Widow would have been way old…..why would he with her. Just sayin’
I attended Harbourton in 1971. At that time, it was one room for 3rd grade and the other was 4th grade. Younger kids went to Timberlane. I have fond memories of my friend, Ivan, and I being sent to the basement for being disruptive in class 🙂
Thank you for your comments. It is tremendously unfortunate that these “suggested theories” get into print as easily as they do — especially when they reach feature status in print from an outfit like History.com. No doubt this will lead to citations in papers by history students when it really should not have seen the light of day. History.com does no one any favors by such irresponsibility, as the historical record is further muddled.
We held my wedding reception at the Schwaebische Alb in 1984. My Mom’s parents immigrated from Germany prior to WWII, and they enjoyed delicious German fare at this lively restaurant in the 1980s.
I recall a radiantly beautiful Sister Luiga who used to stop at my office when she went to various areas soliciting contributions. Through her my Family visited the Villa a number of times. I recall a room to the right of the entrance had been converted to their Chapel. As to the temperament of the Nuns, I recall only decency and graciousness. This was during the era of the Villa being used to domicile elderly female guests. So much more to relate, but suffice it to say, I shall never forget the splendor of this estate and its unrivaled setting. I can still visualize the drive/approach leading to the main residence
and reflecting pool. We were fortunate, indeed, to have been afforded the opportunity
to step through it’s history.
My father was in the US Army in World War11 Signal Corp..He was from Bernardsville NJ and always loved planes..He took lessons in at the Basking Ridge Somerset Hills Airport in 1947 and got his pilot license under the GI Bill..I have a picture of him with me at 1 1/2 yrs old next to his favorite Piper Cub which he took his lessons in..Also found an article in Planifield Courier News dated Sept.8th 1947 naming EX GIs who got their pilot licenses at this airport..Dad, .Grafton Ely, passed away in 1997..We were living in the Belle Mead Depot Neshanic NJ at the time he achieved his license and was working there as an GSA Security Guard..He built models all his life and I realize why his love for the Piper Cub now..I could send a copy of the picture and the article he saved if you’d like..I was always with my Dad going to Airports although he never did get to buy one..
I lived in Plainfield in the 70s thru the 90s& used to travel to Dewy Meadow farms not only for the pot pies & fresh eggs but also for the best &freshest chicken livers to make my chopped chicken livers for the holidays-it broke my heart when everything was sold-& then I found the pies@ Bardy Farms-Yay!I now live in Somerset & am ecstatic 🤩 to learn those pies r still available @ Bardy Farms—thank u so much for the info!!!!!
May I offer the following corrections ~
Morris Birnbaum should read “Norris” Birnbaum
Rev. Rudolf J. Keyle should read Rev. Rudolf “J.S. Keyl”
Best wishes and congratulations on the centennial anniversary of this event!
We were given these names so thank you so much for the updates.
Watched the the candy dynasty and am curious the exact address where the Mars factory was located in Newark, NJ.
Thank you for providing a great little history lesson on this guy. I used to walk by Golden Boy on a semi-regular basis. I worked for a New Jersey ad agency whose bread-and-butter client was AT&T. I would deliver documents and artwork to clients, and the Bedminster, NJ campus was one of the locations I would frequent.
Great local history indeed. I am a current Liberty Corner resident and am curious if you have any info on a very old home at 376 Mt Airy Rd at the intersection of Galloping Hill Rd. Tax records list the construction date as 1720 and the sagging roof lines, bowing walls and larger property than the surrounding properties seem to corroborate that date. Interestingly, yet possibly not coincidentally, the current owner has the last name Johnston and of course that area may well have been part of the former Johnston-Annan property! Would love info on that.
Hey there. Re White Man(n)a at the 1939 World’s Fair: There is simply no documented evidence that it, or any other diner, for that matter, was billed as “The Diner of the Future” in Flushing Meadows in 1939-40. I have been studying and collecting The Fair for several decades now. I want to believe the story as I even took a trip to Jersey City to eat there. But, alias, it’s really very easy: all you need to do is check the guide books, maps, and daily adverts for the Fair. Nowhere is “White Man(n)a” or “Diner of the Future” to be found. It’s certainly possible that it was in operation during the years of The Fair, but it is highly and demonstrably unlikely, virtually impossible, that it was located on the fairgrounds.
Whom could we ask for permission to use the little illustration of the meeting house?
We’d like to use it in a family history book, which will probably have a very limited
sale potential.
Our ancestor, John Conn, owed ten pounds to the Brown estate, in 1750, probably for land he held on the E. Branch of Dead River.
Thanks, Bud Conn
Fascinating story. I wonder if anyone has any information on a Robert (Robbie) Roebling. I sat next to him in first or second grade at the then elementary “Nassau Street” school in Princeton, NJ. This would have been around 1956-57 or so. We also took a class trip to the Roebling estate, and I don’t know whether that was in Bernardsville, or somewhere else. It would have been about a 40min. bus ride from Princeton. I do recall the structure and grounds being impressive even to a 6-7 year old. Robbie might have been either the son or grandson of Donald.
I think 40 minutes from Bernardsville to Princeton in those days might have worked. Much less traffic than these days.
I never knew a Robert Roebling, but it’s possible he was a relative of some sort. The estate was still functioning in those days, so that would fit.
Thanks for sharing another thread to the story. 🙂
The latest to revive Paterson according to locals…..cigars. Who knew
My mother purchased her clear crystal wine and water goblets with green stamps sometime the 1960’s. They were etched with grapes. I’m trying to find information on them, but have not been able to find anything. Is there anyone out there who would know anything at all about these? Thanks, SJA – West Rutland VT
I vote for Madisonville not Franklin corners
I loved working in the international legal department with James Talbot, and I remember Mike Berg as well as some of the other great people who were there too. Before that working at Bell Labs. What I missed was the feeling that we took care of each other. My father, my grandfather, and I worked in different parts of the bells. Never together or even in the same bell. But you had a sense of history. We were all very proud of our contribution and sad to see it go.
Packanack bakery in Wayne has fabulous crumb cake. La bonbonierre also has delicious crumb cake.
My family used to go to the Egg o mat on Sunday nights , very convenient.
Mike’s Crumb Cake Factory in Brick makes the best!!
Here are two for you:
1. Randolph Road, Howell. Visible from aerial. Rumor has it that there was some sort of military encampment there around WW1 also.
2. Bridgeton Fairgrounds, Fayette St, Bridgeton. This was in use from the late 1800’s up till around 1968 or 1970 as far as I know. It looks like investors have bought the land and it will soon be mowed down for development. Visible on aerial.
Waterloo Village was originally set on the road to recovery by Louis Gualandi and Percival Leach, called “Brother” in the family, two successful decorators. They did a fabulous job of saving what houses they could and resurrecting as much as possible.
Near to the then-entrance to Waterloo there was a stone bank house. I recall one cold Winter visit in 1962 or 63 with a decorator friend, when there was a warming fire burning in the fireplace of the ground floor level of that house where Brother and Louis began their work, when no other houses were open to viewing.
Eventually the State took it over. Brother descended from Whig judges on Jamaica since the 1700’s and was, in effect, British. His cousin, Elsa Cezar, was my friend and also her artist daughter who was a classmate at Morristown High School of my current husband and whose first (and likely only) husband was my late husband’s cousin from the Chambers and Woodhull families of Mendham where a newer but current friend from my garden club owns what was the Woodhull family farm. You can’t make this up. Bill Chambers was the Town Clerk of the Town of Morristown, only the 6th since incorporation as he was fond of saying and his uncle Vic Woodhull was the last Republican Mayor of Morristown.
Another cousin, Barbara King Woodhull (widow of Vic) died last Summer in her ’90’s, and her Dutch colonial gambrelled once home in Morristown still exists, showing clearly that it had been raised to give another story to that large house.
Silk City DIner operated out of a plant on East 27th Street as late as the early 1960s. I remember seeing new diners being wheeled out of the plant, like ships being launched. My grandfather, John Marchitti, owned a Silk City diner, the Highway on Rte. 4 in Fair Lawn.
Several years ago, I had an interesting conversation with a man here in Vermont — owner of a woodenware and kitchen supply company, J.K. Adams — who was a member of the family that owned Silk City. He told me about the company’s origins as a builder of horse-drawn wagons, and its evolution into the Paterson Vehicle Company. There are a number of them still around — the Birdseye Diner in Castleton, Vermont is one, as is another VT diner, the Country Girl (#48211/1948) in Chester.VT.
Do you know the name of the boarding school that in the 1920s was on the site of what is now The Far Hills Mall?
Thanks,
Larry
The only school we recall is the Far Hills School that was built by the Schleys in the story. But that wasn’t in the mall area, but on the Fairgrounds. Was pre-1920.
Many great memories of the Peapack Ski Hill. I grew up in the house with the pond right at the bottom.1970-1984. We would bring our sleds and toboggan when it wasn’t open for skiing. We would have 6 people on the toboggan and we would go so fast and end up in trees and bushes at the bottom. Also my brothers and I would get the courage to jump off the wooden jump on our sleds in the far trail. Will never forget those days. ❤️
I worked for AT&T at 295 N. Maple Ave from 1987-1997. We called it “Shangrila.” I began my career as an Executive Secretary and had the privilege of ascending the brass staircase to C-Suite on many occasions. These leaders were viewed as almost god-like. Golden Boy shined his luster upon the main lobby, which was carpeted in an opulent purple with gold lines. Each building was about 1/4 mile, and you had to plan walking time to get to meetings on time. I roamed the halls quite often and knew many of the 5K+ people in the building. It was a great time to work in corporate America. When you left work at the end of the day, the cell circuits were jammed all along Interstate 295 because almost everyone who worked there had a cell phone.
I want to order tshirts
I started with AT&T in 1978 in Bedminster, NJ. I ended up at the Ridge from 1982 thru 1987 working in HR Data Systems and Workers Comp and then ttransferred to Charlotte, NC. I loved working at the Ridge. They would also have vendors coming in weekly to sell their wares.
I heard from a historian that in the wooded area on the east side of the cemetery lie many unmarked graves of civil war soldiers. I would like to find out more about this. Have you ever heard about this?
I appreciate your retrospective.Please note, James Malcolm Belcher’s sister was Mary Watts Belcher (1891-1980). She married twice. First to Charles Ashmun and then, after his death, to Gayle L.Young.
I was lucky to have been in a Keds sneaker commercial at Old MacDonald’s farm with all 5 of them. They were so little! They were probably 3, and I was probably 8 or 9. One of my favorite commercials I was in.
What is our best course of action to STOP this destruction of historic Bernardsville?
We’re happy to share the history of the Boylan family and their Bernardsville history. GREAT QUESTION – we added a response from the Bville HPAC to the story, which should be a great source and advocate to save historic icons in the town. We’ve also reached out to the Bernardsville Mayor for comment to see if anything could be done. Not knowing the process of how the Planning Board got to this point, the residents should be the best advocates to demand more from their elected officials. Ask them for options.
Golden Boy will be with me forever. His likeness appears on the face of a watch I received from AT&T as a service anniversary gift. I have no recollection of how many years I had to work for AT&T to receive this gift.
There was a milk vending machine on the end of Woodside Ave in front of a small convenience store I think called Woodside Deli! I was very young about 5 and was there till I was about 11 in 1070. My Dad would go get at night but then Garden State opened when they took that down! It was green & white it looked like it had a tree on the carton! Maybe Tuscan or Borden sponsored because it was in Newark & it was mostly all Catholics, Irish : Italian neighborhood then! Was in North Newark Forest Hills! Safe & beautiful homes! It’s not the same there? We all left! Parents mostly gone & we are grandparents now! Progress sucks!!! 😞♥️
I always considered myself so fortunate to have had the opportunity to have worked at 295. It was a blessing to be apart of the executive staff at a special time.
There was one in Edison on Route 27 at Duclos Lane. It was 26 cents but I recall it varying a penny or two, yes, up and down over many years.
Love the history.
Just purchased a New Annin flag. When I went to the junior high school named after William Annin we were the first graduating class in 1970.
Great history. Thank you for all your family has done for OUR country
Growing up my family and I ate there at least twice a week in the late 80’s to 1996
THERE WAS A MILK VENDING MACHINE BY THE TRAIN STATION ON BRIDGE AVE IN RED BANK NJ.
Fantastic story saw ur unsolved mysteries
How can it possibly be that you published this post over two months ago, and this is the first I am reading it? Your research would be invaluable to our Planning Board in its ongoing review of this application. The next, and possibly final, hearing on this application will by on June 13. Will you be in attendance to advocate on behalf of this historic property? I truly hope so. Your voice carries the gravitas of the immense respect you have earned through countless hours of research and devotion to our collective history.
Driving in the car this weekend I heard one of my favorite artists, the late great Jimmy Buffett, sing, in his anti-overdevelopment anthem Prince of Tides: “How can you tell how it used to be when there’s nothing left to see.” I couldn’t help thinking of the impending bulldozing of the Boylan House if people of good will do not speak out against it. That is what made me search “Boylan House history” and discover you post. Hopefully it is kismet, and you will take action to prevent this potential tragedy.
One response to our Mayor’s statement. Mayor Canose states that “the owner has the right to develop the property within the zoning standards, which they have done.” Completely false. The zoning standards for the Downtown Core (which were passed in 2020) would not allow development to nearly this scale. It was only the Council’s decision to grant this politically-influential property owner special treatment through an unconstitutional “Area in Need of Redevelopment” designation that permitted overdevelopment of the lot on this massive scale.
On top of that, the Council handed out a multi-million dollar taxpayer subsidy to the development through a 30 year tax exemption, without which the developer represented to the Council that it could not, and would not, go forward with the development. So your readers should make no mistake – our governing body enabled, encouraged, and financially incentivized (with our money) the destruction of a piece of our history, so that politically-influential individuals could massively profit from the overdevelopment of our downtown. Shameful.
– Aaron Duff, Bernardsville
Missing Cranford businesses
1. Fern’s Furniture
2. Hathaway’s
3. Cranford Knitting & Fabric
4.Builders General
5. Alban & Lewis Hardware
6. Cranford Meat Market
Just to name a few. Many great ones are no longer. Over years Cranford had quality businesses.
IF you build it, they will come. Sorry, we love maps and use them for our research all the time. Could be a cartoon map or a map from 1750, we have an entire map collection cause they tie back to history. Go for it.
Which do you think is the best? I grew up in Union (Union County). I am now living in North Carolina. I was introduced to Crumb Cake by Entemans. Lowes Foods (NC) makes a better one.
Italian Bakery & Espresso Bar, 31 Reaville Ave. in Flemington makes incredible crumb buns!
Added to the map and we’re going on a road trip.
Unless I missed it I didn’t see the old Tuckerton Raceway that is in the woods behind the assisted living facility next to the George j Mitchell elementary school.
Thank you for posting. Found it and added to map. About 6-8 miles south of Manahawkin Track
4 were in Camden. Another one, Marbetts, was also white Tower but was right across the street ( Admiral Wilson Blvd) from another one so they picked a different name. One on Kings Highway in Mt Ephraim My dad, Robert Toney, worked for them all his adult life eventually becoming manager of all towers in south Jersey , and then Philly- when Mr Saxe died, his son closed them, and my dad bought 4 of them in Camden and ran them under the name Roneys.
Eddie Raumman
There was one on Evergreen Ave, just off Rt 45 in Woodbury Heights. It was the first fast food in the area, followed by the Steer Inn south on 45 and the McDonald’s across the street.
Did you know that on June 14th 1777, just 13 days before the Battle of the Short Hills (not in Short Hills of today), the Continental Congress authorized our flag to be used in battle? TRUE – Hence, the flag was first officially flown in battle during” the Battle of the Short Hills.”
(which are the hills near the Plainfield Country Club that are shorter than the Watchung Mountains, hence the name “the Battle of the Short Hills”) This battle took place June 27th, 1777 here in Scotch Plains, New Jersey. Although the battle ended in a stalemate, General George Washington considered it a win since he didn’t get captured, and the British artillery canons were mostly lost in Scotch Plain’s Ashbrook swamp, never reaching the battle front.
Thanks for sharing. We found it and added it to the list!
Page McConnell (BR) with the band Phish; Steve Pagliuca (RHS ‘73, same class as Scott Fischer) part owner of the Boston Celtics, Bain & Co executive.
Good ones. They are being added for sure.
You keep mis attributing my information and quotes as my brother’s. I’ve mentioned it to you before. I doubt if my brother ever set foot in the Trolley. There was so much dirt behind the scenes there, especially. You sacrifice accuracy for fluff.
Business that closed in Liberty Corner after more than fifty years.
Liberty Corner First Aid Squad
Max’s in Bedminster, then Tuscany Bistro, now Panatieri’s
McDonald’s, now Panchero’s
Cynthia’s Hallmark in Kings Shopping Plaza in Bedminster
Does anyone have information on the Farmdale School House? I believe it was two rooms for grades up to 8th or 12th grade. My father, his two brothers, and his two sisters attended there around 1935-45 or so. I can’t seem to find anything about it other than his notes.
Love this idea. Maybe my school is already on there. Harbourton, NJ …two room red schoolhouse, I lived with my biological father Joseph Hawkins and his wife Esther M. Hawkins for three years in the mid 1950’s…we were the first house on the left down the road beside/behind the schoolhouse. I attended 7th & 8th grades there (Mr. Carver was principal and teacher. then 9th grade I was bussed to Pennington (central high). Mr. Fisher was postmaster and storekeeper in Harbourton. I attended school with Stanley Gill, Joan Fisher, George Harle, Tom Goodwin (and myself “Karen Hawkins”). It was a wonderful time in the mid 50s.
Greetings. I stumbled upon this article doing some genealogical research. I’m unsure if this is still active or how long ago this was written. However, the Ricciardi’s were the brothers of my great grandmother, Annamaria.
In the article there seems to be some content missing…right under the 1923 map…the paragraph stars…”Ricciardi sold the grocery…” Any insight into the context would be helpful!
My mom gave this a big WOW. She remembers spending time with them in Bernardsville.
With thanks.
Hello,
I am a descendant of the Allen family in Liberty Corner, New Jersey (Basking Ridge, Bernards Township, etc.).
I’ve been studying my ancestry and would like to learn more about the Allen family.
Are you able to help? Please let me know. I’d be happy to speak over the phone if that is easier. Email is fine too.
Ancestry.com would be your best start. Once you’ve identified your thread of decendents, then we could possibly connect and compare. One of our trustees live just behind the Will Allen (local police line) and Michelle Allen (my strong NY Rangers fan) but not the Allen Road line, which might be your line.
Thank you
My father purchased 9 acres of this property in 1950 from Millicent Fenwick (Hammond) and that is where I grew up The house (torn down c.1993) was owned at one time by Dr, Purdy, an ophthalmologist with offices in NYC. The ‘U’ shaped driveway entered the property by the house (321 Mendham Road) and eventually rejoined Mendham Road through the two stone pillars which marked the original entry for the Somerset Inn. I will try to compile an essay of growing up there in particular along with general memories of B’ville in the 1950s-60s. The foundations of the Inn were still there and I collected many artifacts in the woods. Have many pictures as well. Great place to grow up!
My sister was one of the first employees to transfer from 195 Broadway in New York City to 295 North Maple when the Basking Ridge building first opened. I remember only a portion of the building being finished at the time. One whole section of the building was just open space with construction materials all over the place.
Also, the Parker House remained in use on the property. It was used as the office for the executive chauffeurs.
Fascinating article about the ball that was held during the revolution and that General and Mrs. Washington Actually stayed overnight in the Boylan House in Pluckemin.
My parents owned the Boylan house from 1961 to 1976. I grew up there.
Please remember Bill Miller, born in Lawnside, NJ, silver medal, javelin, 1952. Thanks https://www.olympedia.org/athletes/78792
If you think that’s better, you should see with your feet in the snow at the hospital. I got pictures if you need proof oh, you want some of the worst food ever tasted in my life there’s no way to treat Veteran.
Sr. Lougia used to beat the crap out of us boys. We lived in terror the whole time. It was horrible. Thank God for The Beatles in 1964. They gave me something to live for.
Glitter is actually a high-level national security concern. It’s in the paint on our cars and even on stealth bombers
I took my daughter to Bendix diner on Saturday. We go to diners together in Bergen county.Bendix is her favorite now! Why? Because her Daddy knows lots of fun Jersey spots and Bendix is one of them. John.
Anyone remember the Peapack Hotel?
I was looking up some thing about the Gambrils and came upon the site. I was involved in horses in the area and First saw Jackie at the Saint Bernards horse show, a tiny little show in Gladstone. Then in the late 70s, I was fox hunting with my thoroughbred I kept in Bedminster, and I saw her several times. Of course you pretend to not notice her and give her her privacy. She came to the barn where I had my horse once, Rylan Farms on Holland Road, and walked around with the owner because apparently she was considering moving her horses there. I was introduced to her, and she was extremely light spoken and sweet.
My father had two milk vending machines in the 1960s in Clifton. One was at the corner of Lexington and Clifton Avenues in gas station. I am not sure where the other was. He sold Garden State Farms milk at the time. They were broken into from time to time for the money.
Such a wonderful memory. My family moved to Roanoke Rd in 1965, but my first visit to that area went back to about 1960-61. An Aunt & uncle were one of the first families to build on Orenda Circle. We visited there and stayed for a few weeks one summer. There were only about half dozen houses on Orenda and most of the circle was not even built yet and some cleared parts of “road” were just hard packed road base. Roanoke and the other secondary streets did not exist at all. Most of it was just crudely graded and cleared dirt and rock, covered in tall weeds. Even after we also moved into the neighborhood in ‘65, the backside section of Orenda running along, parallel to Hwy 22 was still not completed and numerous lots along that section remained open for building. Over time, it was all completed and built out. It was a great neighborhood to grow up in and much of the wooded areas and stream from Echo Lake, surrounding the neighborhood, remained to be explored by us adventuresome kids of the 60’s. I had always heard stories about a pond and “Little Egypt Hill” and here, after all these decades, I’m finally reading of the facts. Thanks so much for sharing. (BTW, like numerous areas of Westfield, a growing number of the old, original homes of the 60’s are now being replaced by larger, “McMansions, so the character of the neighborhood is again evolving.
In 1964, my family moved to Westfield and a house on Lawrence Avenue. These descriptions sound like the area around our house which was at the crest of the hill coming up from town towards the 22. And street names like Breeze Knoll and Roanoke were very close by. Interesting!
I lived on Hillside. I spent so many hours of so many weekends playing pathfinder at Egypt Hill. Such a fun wilderness to have as a kid.
I lived on Standish Avenue until 1966 when we moved to Wyandotte Trail. I can remember the wooded area at the bottom of Minisink which we called Jackie’s Woods because Jackie lived right across the little road from the woods. We would go down and pick wild blackberries and Mom would make blackberry jam. We rode our bikes around the whole area, including up and over Hillside, and down Lawrence into town all the time – it was how we got places. Sadly, our house on Wyandotte has been torn down and rebuilt. And of course, we went sledding on the hill next to Hillside Road! Wonderful memories!
NO KETCHUP!!! Trenton had some GREAT Italian hot dogs (probably the best because of the incredible Italian bakeries) NO ONIONS!!! Hot dog with peppers and potatoes with mustard on an Italian roll!
Grat memories. My grandmother was Ferdinand Van Dorn’s granddaughter. Will Child’s was her husband’s brother in law. Lots of stories about the old mill and the Child’s’ restaurants. My dad worked at one in NYC flapping pancakes in the window.
I worked at the At&T facility in 1978 as security with Wells Fargo. The place was massive. There were what seemed like millions of offices. I remember how challenging it was to not get lost at night with minimal lighting. I also recall the lighting was used to help heat the building.
Anyone know anyone who used to work at Freedmans in Belmar. I’m recipe hunting, I miss their hard rolls.
Mr.localhistoryproject Well, you have now touched on a great subject, one which not only touches on the history of the Irish in Newark, but even better, a story of how different ethnic groups have progressed socially over the decades to join forces in common causes – in this case the sons of Irish and Polish immigrants. Joe Downar is the son of a Polish WWII veteran who served in the Polish 2nd Corps during the Italian Campaign. While the immigrants of different European nations initially remained Balkanized, associating mostly with their own kind, Down Neck, like a lot of neighborhoods, was a churning melting pot, with each group adding their unique ingredients into the American stew. Being exposed to other cultures and traditions made us all the richer for it. In Joe’s case, he made a lot of friends with many different people, especially his Irish pals. Invited to various social affairs, he eventually became part of the Newark St.Paddy’s Day Parade Committee, and for past several decades served as the traffic coordinator for the event. He’s a natural leader, and a great organizer. I sometimes joke around with him that it takes a Pole to keep those Irishman organized on that special day. A few years back they made him a Deputy Marshall at the parade that year. Ask anyone in the Ironbound Irish Association about Joe Downar, and I’m sure they’ll sing his praises. I certainly share his affinity for the Irish, and have been a regular at McGovern’s in Newark since 1973. The two ethnic groups have a lot in common – they’re both mostly a Catholic country, both have persisted and fought for centuries against their oppressors – for the Irish it was England – for the Poles, it was virtually everybody, especially the Germans, the Russians, the Austrians, the Tartars, the Mongol Horde and the Turks (Hell! Poland even had to fight a war against a Swedish invasion for Christ’s sake!), we both venerate our ethnic cultural arts and history and we both like to sing, dance and enjoy adult beverages. That’s a solid basis for a perfect blending of two European cultures. That’s an angle you should explore, too, namely not only how the Irish maintained their culture after emigrating to America, but how they became part of it by blending with other nationalities and ethnic group. That IS the story of Newark, a city of immigrants, starting with the Puritans that broke away from the stifling atmosphere in New England and settled in Newark, and they were followed by successive waves of new immigrants over the next 300+ years. That’s the real story of America. (via Facebook)
The Town Lunch — luncheonette – Broad St (site of Vicki’s Diner)
What about the Bernstein’s Liquor Store? Did I miss it in the list?
I used to love to visit Westfield, as the stores were mostly unique! Just not inviting to me now!😫
Savani Imports, Indian Import store for saree fabric, insense, hookahs, brass items. 1970s. North Ave. Westfield
Ralph’s Amoco was on South Ave next to the train station. I think it is now a BP also had a repair shop which was converted into a car wash. Ralph owned it for approximately 26 years.
What street was it on?
As a life long resident, thanks for this site.
The Old Library has to be #1. It dates back to before the American Revolution. It continues to have a mystique around it. Imagine the revolutionary soldiers drinking there while they were encamped at the outer edges of Jockey Hollow.
I grew up ( as a LUZ ) on Old Dutch Rd. across from Perry and Ginny Hall’s house.( the story of the Old Farm) knew them quite well. Miss Far Hills ..i was there when they painted the mural on the inner hallway of there beutiful home.( any one who wants to know something about the old farm) i grew up loving their donkey FRANCES.. who lived to be 45years old. (listened to her neighing my whole life!) very wonderful people .please contact me about old time Far Hills, 1960’s -1980s! BECKY LUZ STORNIOLO
African American +50 Classic Kawasaki and Suzuki Association of Newark, NJ has deemed Krug’s as our burger destination. It’s has been always an inviting experience and the burger is undeniable the best. Let’s not forget the balance between price and value, you will not be disappointed. But, do not accept my opinion, fact check me.
Hello – I moved to Basking Ridge in the Summer of 2006.
I could never forget the billboard message about the Supreme Court justices (Irwin Richardt), which the Pledge of Allegiance replaced. It was very interesting to read up about Mr Richardt, and thanks to your website, the local history is preserved.
I talked to a few people every few years about the billboard, but no one could recollect this. My curiosity always got the better of me, and I continued searching for that message over the past 15+ years until I finally found it today!!
I still cannot make sense of it (though at least I can now show proof to others that I wasn’t crazy when I talked about the justices).
Could you please enlighten me what the message was about – treason, etc?
The link is https://images.app.goo.gl/CwfKPQj8LfTwrsrD6
Thanks again for reserving this enlightening article about the Sons of Liberty Farm !!
Regards,
Suhas
1. Garden Botanika (corner of Elm and Broad Street)- retail store similar to Bath & Body Works
2. Express (where Warby Parker is now)- apparel store
3. Talbots (North Ave next to Limani)- apparel store
4. ESPRIT (East Broad St where Yestercades is now)- apparel store
Poppyfields
116 Elm Street
11 years in that location
Kids furniture & gifts
Westfield Sweet Shoppe. 219 East Broad Street. Served Breakfast , lunch and dinner. Homemade ice cream and candy.
Does anyone recall Ruth Earle who had a large property on a hill near the Starr’s (Vanderbilt) on Rt 206 opposite the ski pull and what did she do there if anything? Henry Ruschmann came to my 10th Birthday (costume) party as a pirate, his mother having painted lipstick smears on his legs for injuries (as in pirating on the high seas). Mrs Ruschmann was a rather typical Gemütlichkeit blonde beauty whom I remember painting phosforescent glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling of the rather small and dark library at Meadowbrook Farm.
It seems both Mr and Mrs Ruschmann were creative types. Years later I happened in on her, as a widow, perfectly outfitted in a day dress and perfect coiffeur, having lunch alone in the dining room, as served by the maid. Joe Rossi told me that when Mr Ruschmann came to B’ville in 1936, Joe was a teen-ager and found work helping to break up the foundation of an existing barn where Mr Ruschmann planned to erect his building, having brought his whole “glitter” factory with him from Germany. Many stories and memories of Miss Gill’s, 1947-1960.
Could that also have been Candy Kitchen? or also known as New York Candy Kitchen and Soda Fountain? Was near Baron’s Drug Store as well. Said was open from 1904 to 1970.
Did you also see our story about Mr. Ruschmann? https://www.mrlocalhistory.org/meadowbrook-glitter-bernardsville/
Was there another brother, Rudy? We haven’t seen Henry in a year or two. Hope he is well. Love his cow bell.
New Norris North Ave. Car dealer
The Elephants Trunk. East Broad Street. Personalized gifts
Douglass Central Ave Cosmetics, makeup
On my visits to NJ to see family, we have driven out to Basking Ridge a few times to try and find the site of the Somerset Hills Airport (SHA) with no luck. Today I saw the sign!! I started taking flying lessons at Somerset Hills Airport after my sophomore year of high school, the summer of 1972. A year later, after tuing 17, I earned my Private Pilot’s license. I got my pilot’s license 10 days before my drivers license…you had to be 17 to drive back then. I always joke that my parents had to drive me to the airport so I could take them for an airplane ride. Back then a two-seat trainer, a Cessna 150, rented for $14 per hour and a 4-seater Cessna 172 was around $18 per hour. They are about 10 times that now. The instructor was somewhere around an additional $6-8 per hour. Needless to say, I could afford to pay for my flying lessons with my burger flipping job at the Overlook Hospital coffee shop.
My father, William Keeler, shown at the center of the above group photo, (dark shirt), volunteered at the Raritan Valley ice cream truck each year at the fair. It was so nice to be the recipient of an ice cream sandwich every now and then!
He also told me one Labor Day, Kiwanis club members had to hold down the tents due to tropical storm winds. Fun memories for sure.
The Kiwanis Fair was an icon of Bernards Township culture throughout the 60s and 70s. I remember the pony rides and dog shows and antique cars while in elementary school. Later I remember the dunking booth, Oompa Band, carnival rides and Up With People & RHS band concerts. The last fair (‘83) that I attended was as part of the first aid standby with LCFAS and my wife of 40 years (Liz Allen Harris) after the parade.
Great insights on the ticket price trends for the Daytona 500! It’s fascinating to see how the economy influences such iconic events. I wonder how much further prices will climb as demand increases. Looking forward to more posts like this!
I am surprised that The Party Stop was not voted for. Everyone rented all of their costumes and party supplies from them. They were there over 40 years.
Too bad there is no longer an overhang at the Northside train station. It was such a beautiful building with the exposed stonework.
August 1968 Somerset Grain and Feed fire.
melinda lane!!!! where they would sell sugar lips and “butter” sweatshirts. defining store for my middle school fridays downtown. Was on Elmer St by USPS.
also! bath junkie, 221 N Ave E. another core middle school memory where you could make custom body mists and lotions and stuff.
My brother, Dan O’Neil and Jay Jones (Jeffrey)
Would hide their books outside and get served at the Plaza
When they were in junior high!
Great place
Wow.
The Golden Egg on Elm Street from the late 80s early 90s. A children’s clothing and items boutique.
Also I don’t know about anyone else but this page is really difficult to navigate. I could not see a list in it’s entirety so don’t know if this store is already on it.
CitySports Westfield (may have the spelling wrong here)
East Broad Street
Sports Equipment and Clothing
This is a google sheet embedded into the story as updates are made live to the data, thus making updates to the web automatic. There are schroll bars on the right and at the bottom of the embedded sheet. There are also other views in that sheet that show graphs as well. On a phone it might be more difficult, but it’s a great way to share updates in real time.
Fun reading this article! My uncle’s (Joe Petrone) brother-in-law was Joe Cirillo. He had moved his grocery store from Bernard Ave to 5 Maple. Uncle Joe P was married to Angie (Cirillo) and lived above the store here for years! Joe C. used to give us candy when we went to visit. Of course the kids loved that! There were 2 other Cirillo sisters Rose but I Cannot remember the other.
I am interested in this lineage of the Southard family since my branch of the Southard family was said by Percy Crayon in his 1902 history Rockaway Records of Morris County Families, indicated that Timothy Southard was closely related to Abraham Southard. Abraham Southard was the patriarch of the Basking Ridge Southard family. My great grandmother was born Mary Southard was a direct descendant of Timothy Southard, who likely was the younger brother of Abraham Southard. I live in Hewitt NJ, named after the iron manufacturer Abram Hewitt. Samuel Lewis Southard’s nephew was Samuel Doty Southard who married Abigail Hewitt, Abram Hewitt’s sister. Samuel Doty died fairly young, and Abram Hewitt stepped in as a de facto father to his sister’s children. Abram gave away Samuel Doty Southard’s daughter at her wedding. These Southards attended the wedding of Abram’s daughter at Ringwood Manor, in Ringwood NJ. I hope to learn from this branch of the family more about my heritage.
Great game. I actually have one of your models of the Rialto
Love this. My family owned the building. What great memories! So blessed growing up in Wstfld when I did.
I thought the game was a lot of fun. Brought back so many good memories. Thanks to all involved!!
Oh I’m so glad The Rialto is a classic I couldn’t believe that it was such a tight race with Jolly Trolley probably because while I liked it I was definitely more of a Winston’s Girl. Thanks for the trip down memory lane
This was so much fun and my husband (a lifelong Westfielder) had such a ball remembering all the businesses!
Enjoyed the game. Great memories of my hometown. I was rooting for the Jolly Trolley but Rialto is a worthy champion!
Such great memories! Thanks for having this fun game for all of us!! It was like going down memory lane…good for the brain!!! 🙂
It was fun, brought back tons of memories. So glad Rialto won, it was our trademark theater!!
The main competition in my mind was The Music Staff.
Susan J Doyle
My dad told me it closed in 1942 due to WW2 and a ban on all Motor Sports at the time. The owner sold the property to an industrial developer. He was 16 when it opened, and motorcycles raced there first. He always made it sound exciting.
It was across from where Milltown Rd meets Springfield Rd.
Alan Naso
We lived in Union from 1953 until 1967 . I never knew there was a race track there. When did it disappear. The location was where Fratchers Grove was and that is now gone. I know because my friend still lives nearby. Adventure car hop knew it well
Dan Becker
I love that race track photo. That is larger than the UHS football stands. I wonder if the exact position of the track can be made from the background details. For instance, in the back I see the ridge of the first Watchungs. Also the white house might be a clue. Is that the old Farcher’s building before the current restaurant supply business? The large stands of trees might trace the tributary of the Rahway River that goes under the road at the corner of Springfield Ave and Liberty Ave.
Gus Manz
I’ve lived in Flemington for the past 30+ years and Flemington Speedway existed for almost 100 years from a 1/2 mile dirt track in 1915 to when it was demolished in 2005 to make way for a Lowe’s and Walmart.
Diedre Locati
That was so much fun; although I’ve been gone for 50+ years, there wasn’t one I didn’t remember. My family in Westfield goes back three generations, and the memories were great ones. I’m happy it was Rialto vs. Woolworth. Those were the days.
Jackie also rented a small ranch house in Peapack owned by Anne Casey in the 1970s. We lived on that farm estate when my husband worked there. One day, a big black car pulled into our driveway, and a large man came to the door. It seemed Jackie had misplaced her house key. My husband had to go up to the house and let them in. We joked later that the dark-suited guys looked like Greek Mafia.
Carol, that must have been around the same time that she moved her horses out of Fox Chase where I worked because I know when she lived in Peapack I don’t remember the name of the street but behind our house was the entrance to Matheny School
I really enjoyed your article about the old airport. If you would like more information you might go speak with Les Bartell at Bartell Garden Center on Central Avenue, Clark NJ. Les’s father told me about the airport years ago. Mr. Bartell used to fly his old plane out of that air strip. Surely Les has some interesting memories of his father’s flying days. Les is a wealth of information about the area and may have some good stories for you…..
Yes, the drive to Matheny from Main St through the stone pillars and up the hill. The farm estate where we lived on the left side as you drive up. A local resident once came to our house and asked me which house Jackie rented. When I refused to tell him he threw a fit. A hot-tempered guy.
My father, H. Neil Carlson, was working on his Cessna 170B one weekend when the actor Burgess Meredith (penguin on the original Batman and manager on original Rocky) flew in for Fox Hunting with Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis. Lot’s of fond childhood memories from that place.
I was able to get onto the property back in 2019 with a small group of friends we walked through the front gate that had the little buzzer without an issue and we stayed there for about an hour. We took pictures and walked to the very bottom of the hill to get a good view of the mansion. We were in a rebellious phase of exploring abandoned buildings and I was always the one finding them and researching.
I am 78 yrs old. Born in Newark and grew up in Irvington. I moved to Kentucky 6 yrs ago. I am desperate for decent bread out here. Please send me a receipe for the round pizza bread used in your hot dogs. I just want a good sandwich. I can’t get NY Hard rolls either. Thanks in advance. Bob (Taco Bob) Knoth.
Supposedly, Mead Hall at Drew University is haunted. Before the campus Safety office moved to a newly built building, night operator/dispatchers had some “odd” occurances.
Thanks for the tip. We’ll investigate!!!!
When my boys were young, their Dad did some renovation work at the M&M’s factory in Hackettstown. One Saturday, we took a ride up there, and although closed to the public, the workers sent out bags and bags of every kind of candy, which they literally devoured. We then went on to tour the Hackettstown State Fish Hatchery, where all three of them began feeling nauseous. Fish and Chips might be great, but Fish and M&M’s, not so much.
I remember seeing Emmylou Harris at Waterloo on August 22, 1992. It isn’t included in your list and I have looked through many achieves and the only reference to it is in the NY Times, coming events linked below.
It’s 3/4 down the article.
https://www.nytimes.com/1982/08/22/nyregion/new-jersey-guide-mclean-in-englewood.html
Do you have any recourses to check this further?
I would appreciate it very much.
Thank you,
Paula
We checked here – https://www.concertarchives.org/venues/waterloo-village?date=past nothing listed.
Grew up there in the 50s. Sat on that ground under the tree many times. We knew that was where Leo was buried. There were many renters in the big house. I was there when the Tiglions were born. Was in the gage with them. Evelina Curry was the trainer. She was on the Ed Sullivan Show with the Tiglions—great place to grow up.
My grandparents were on Morristown Rd and were friends with the Phifers. A quarter got you in to look around. Good memories.
I heard Dublin Zoo was so good at breeding lions that it was known as the Lion Factory!
There was a milk vending machine on Belmont Avenue, in North Haledon, in front of Ideal Farms.
Wood Ave. Hardware, Linden NJ. Closed up in the early 90’s. I worked there is the mid – late 80’s as a stock boy + screen & window repairs. George the Owner said “Home Depot is coming, time to sell to Sippersteins before it’s too late! (He did) They’ve been chasing me for this location for 20 years and if I keep pushing my luck, Home Depot is going to get us both”
*Sipperstiens made it in that location for about 7-10 more years before they closed, because of Home Depot.
George saw it coming and bought stock in HD. True story.
FYI – Craigmere Ski Area was in New York. The Craigmeur Ski Area was in Newfoundland, New Jersey. There are many more lost ski areas of New Jersey. Skiing In New Jersey? Lost Ski Areas Of New Jersey can be found on http://www.lulu.com.
Jaspan Brothers on Elmora Ave. in Elizabeth was always fun as a kid. It’s a shame these unique stores are disappearing but it is the way of the world anymore. Too bad my kids and their kids will probably never experience such things. Life was so much simpler back then.
I remember two milk machines in my neighborhood in the 60’s & 70’s. One was at the corner of S. Elmore Ave. and Lidgerwood Ave. next to George’s Hot Dogs. The other was at the point of Lidgerwood Ave., Washington Ave. and Edgar Rd. across the street from St. Mary’s Cemetery. My mom would send me to this one to get a half gallon of milk in a carton on Sunday afternoons sometimes because the local corner stores were all closed. Coins were used but I don’t remember the cost but it was under 1 dollar.
What town?
One drive in you never mentioned was Shore drive in it was on route 33 and route 34 in wall township NJ
Excellent article that brought back many memories.
I was part of the 1975 ‘Phase One’ group of employees that came in from AT&T’s official headquarters at 195 Broadway in lower Manhattan. If you periodically update the article, you might want to note in the ‘AT&T and the Suburbs’ section that just as the Basking Ridge complex was generally referred to as ‘295’, this convention followed the similar reference to the NYC HQ as ‘195’.
While the lobby waterfall clearly commanded the most attention, the escalators from the circular drop-off area and executive parking lot on the ground floor brought visitors up to a spacious lounge-like area with wrap-around cushioned seating and a broad assortment of different types of telephones located adjacent to the seating — all of which were ‘live’ and had dial tones when you picked them up. The Mickey Mouse phone always seemed to be a favorite with the kids when they came in with their parents for the Holiday festivities.
That small graphic on the left in the ‘1974 – Phase 1 Construction’ section of the article that depicts a (somewhat inaccurate) painting of the complex is actually the cover of a promotional handout that was distributed to the local residents to promote AT&T as a good neighbor. I have a copy of the pamphlet and can scan it for you — just let me know.
My Mom was Margie of Margie’s Cake Box. She and my Dad opened the first bakery around 1950 and he stopped baking commercialy around 1990. Almost all he baked was top notch.
My parents began Margie’s, and my mom was Margie. The first shop was in Mountainside around 1950; then they built the building in Plainfield, opening on South Avenue in Westfield before they moved to Central Avenue across from Rialto. When they sold Margie’s, they opened a shop called Mother’s Cake Box in New Providence. We also lived in all three towns.
The New York Candy Kitchen-(173 E. Broad Street near corner of Elm and E.Broad) and the successor Westfield Candy Kitchen and the Westfield Sweet Shoppe (219 E Broad Street – Club Pilates) were owned by the Vagelos family from 1904 until 1970. Thucydides Vagelos was my grandfather.
B & W Hackensack
My favorite for at least 70 odd years, hands down over any other crumb cake I’ve had!
But someone else told us this tidbit: Pindaros Roy Vagelos, M.D. was the CEO and Chairman of the Board of Merck & Co., Inc. from 1985 to 1994. During his tenure, he transformed the company’s drug discovery process, introduced the first statins, and organized the donation of ivermectin to treat river blindness. A great piece of Westfield history.
Margie’s also used to have a chocolate chip cookie dough crumb cake. My mom would always buy 2 – my brothers and I would eat all the cookie dough crumbs off of 1 and leave the cake. Since Margie’s is gone now, the best is Vaccaro’s in Clark and Union County Vo-Tech is a close second
God, how I used to love marathons. “Binge watching,” for some reason, just isn’t the same. I mean, it is the same. But it isn’t
What ever happened to the antique horse drawn sleigh that was always placed on the green next to the tree at Christmas?
I opened Freddys with Mike Lyons and was a close friend till he passed away in 2005. I was his right hand in the restaurant and can give you lots of Freddy T Fastbuck info and stories if you want.
Gregg
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I will post an article from September 7th when Eric Hasha refused to race at Vailsburg BEFORE his fatal accident.
Thx – also looking for Newark Velodrome hero Frank Kramer’s Cadillac ad that stated “Even Frank Kramer Drives a Cadillac.”
Growing up in Green Village (Chatham Twp), I remember my parents telling us kids one time in the car when we were driving near Bernardsville and Harding, right down the road from us, that Jackie had lived around there. I always thought that couldn’t be true!
Regarding comment of Thomas King January 25, 2022 at 7:44 am
What is FCS? One of the two men who owned Waterloo was cousin to my friend Elsa Cezar. His name was Percival Leach; his people were from England by way of the islands, as Jamaica, where they were Whigs judges as early as the 1700’s. Even his early efforts in the first stone house as one comes into Waterloo were beyond charming. Eventually the State of NJ had to take over, but “Brother” and Louis saved Waterloo and promoted early interest in waterways and canals so important to NJ. I just read in Mr Local History that part of the Brady estate after a fire was done for owner, …………….., by Percival Leach, in his decorator life. What is FCS?
I only just read the document on the development of Meadowbrook Farm. Roberta would, for sure, know everything as she runs the whole place now. When the now-late Peggy Hull Chalif, as Lindabury descendant, was entertaining her Texas goddaughter (a Dryden descendant) on a visit to her family’s former stomping grounds of the Somerset Hills, Roberta was kind enough to show us the Farm and pointed out the room which had been Peggy’s mother’s when she was the daughter of the house in the RVL time.
Peggy’s parents built their white brick house on Lindabury land nearer Far Hills on the foundations of the former Van der Veer farmhouse and nearby made the Chalif Dancing School (Bernardsville) where many of us — Gill Girls — took ballet and toe classes, made from the “Barn Studio.”
It is said in the family that Mrs Hull called the electrician to change a light bulb according to my memory. Mrs Hull’s Victorian sette with the needlepointed upholstery she did herself did is now in Frenchtown with Peggy’s daughter, Skye, my 8th cousin as a Durling or a Stillwell, according to Ancestry.
Does anyone know what happened to the two St Bernard’s boys, Jim and Joe Finnegan, sons of Lois Lindabury? They grew up further up Old Chester Road from my father’s house which was later the home of a Gill French teacher who married a man named Ross and then later owned a print and painting galllery on Claremont Road in Bernardsville. So many memories.
FCS stands for Fox Chase Stables.
I remember a time when it seemed like there was a milk machine on every city block. I lived in the Weequahic section in Newark and on Elmora Avenue in Elizabeth and Hillside;
I could swear there was a machine on Lyons Avenue but I definitely remember one on Keer Avenue. This was 1959 thru 1964. And the milk was Tuscan Dairy. I think the quarts of milk were 26 cents.
Ricky Schiel
My dad and his brother worked at the Clark White Diamond location in 1960-1962. They farmed with their dad in North Carolina during summers and traveled to New Jersey for the rest of the year to work.
I had the honor of being an usher in a wedding where Bobby Thomson was a guest. All the Groomsmen (me included) and the Best Man had him surrounded and asked questions for 45 minutes. He was humble, flattered and extremely friendly. I think he lived in Mountainside, NJ.
When I was 11 or 12, Bobby Thomson came to the Little League fields for opening day. I think he threw out the first pitch and signed autographs…
We did retrieve it, and it’s sitting in the barn at the Wagner Farm Arboretum. Mayor Lisa Lontai has made it known that she wants the project to restore and display it completed this year, so there has already been activity between Historic Sites and DPW to see if they can contract someone to restore it, and figure out how to fund raise to pay for it.
I have a catechism published in 1789 which has a note attached that it is property of the Bricks School, Chester Township, Burlington County.
Is this an historic school?
Do you archive such historic books?
Lovely article My parents (Thomas & Margaret Fahy ) new McGovern’s Tavern very well .
I miss all the old Irish and their fun loving ways. God Bless
Hello Bedminster, New Jersey.
I spent my early life in Bedminster, Bristol (UK). It’s interesting that yours is in the Somerset hills, as ours is also close to the county of Somerset in South West England.
I have something of a circular story, as my Grandfather was an American G.I. during WWII and he was also a full blood Cherokee. So, although he wasn’t from N.J. but Oklahoma, I find it somewhat Ironic that I have such a strong link with your country, while sharing my personal origins in Bedminster.
Bedminster was quite a poor, working class area in the late 60’s and early 70’s when I was there. My earliest memories were of cold winter mornings, with Ice formed around the sash windows of our house and paraffin heaters to keep warm. I could only have been 2 or 3 years old then.
We moved to another part of Bristol, England sometime after, which I remember with more detail and I left Bristol altogether at the age of 16, when I joined the Army. I have been all over the world since then, but sadly, never to visit your lovely town. Maybe I will make it there someday soon, as I plan to find out more of my heritage in Oklahoma. I wish anyone who reads this, all the best for 2025 and congratulations on the Inauguration of your new President Donald J. Trump.
Peapack’s Ski Hill had a Ford Model A motor for the tow line up the hill. I’m a car guy 🙂
Later, a 1948 Chevy truck engine powered the tow. 🙂 Also a car guy 🙂
People need to get up in arms and protest visually and vocally about this. Bernardsville is already insane to drive thru but to build that size building on 1.08 acres is NUTS.
I want to share my experience with this place, Blairsden. I’m getting chills now, FYI. This was about 40 years ago. Im now 62 . Anyway it started when I was a guy in bands playing guitar, and I focused on that and had two security jobs for spending money. I worked at the Hills development in Peapack from 11 am to 11 pm, 3 nights a week. They were just building it. I would bring my Marshall amps, try to do the Van Halen thing, take them into the sample trailers, and crank them up !! So I got home one night and got a call from Jack Thompson, the boss of the security company. He said I need a favor. Could I go to this address, Blairsden, and cover until 7 am as the security guy there walked or ran out and quit. So I went. It was a long ride up this road inside big iron gates to the house; outside the house was a big round courtyard driveway. I was to go with the clockbox to the key stations in various parts of the house .!!!! I swear I have not read any of WNJ’s posted stories about this place I am telling you what I saw !!!! The main room, with windows to the round courtyard, had a huge fireplace with gold all around it. I had to go on this crappy old elevator that shook and lurched to the basement for a key station. Down there was black barred rooms like a prison maybe a ceiling of 6-7 ft.I hit the key once and never went back down there. It felt like electricity in the air. Then, I had to take the elevator upstairs. There was a long, maybe 150-foot straight hallway with many doors or rooms. The key box was at the end of the hall with a tiny light. Some doors were partially opened. Man, I was scared. I hit that key once and did not go back. There was a massive kitchen with a walk-in fridge. I camped out in the first room, which had two lamps and near the front door. It was so spooky, it felt like static if you can imagine that. Surprisingly, I fell asleep, as I had just been off another site, and woke to slight brightness out the front windows. I looked out, and there were tall shrubs around the circle outside. No lie, there were 7-8 deer with only their heads sticking out, staring straight at me. They disappeared as it got lighter about 20 minutes later. Out back was a big valley and huge stairs that went down into it. As I stood there, I felt like something wanted my attention. I could feel it, but didn’t see anything. I started to feel nausea set in. It was so strange. Then, I got a call on the walkie-talkie from the front fence. They said my relief guard was here. I tried the walkie through the night, but there was no answer. The guy out front by the road said he never heard a call. (no cell phone then )As I went out to my car to leave, the feeling was tremendous, like something wanted to show me something. I had to and wanted to leave. As I got to the gate, the fence guard was gone. The relief guard who would go to the house, who had been there before, said to me, “You ok ? I said no, really scared, something is weird up there,” he said as he walked up to me close. Don’t come back; this is not for you; this is my time and journey away. What the hell does that mean? OK, man, I said, and he stared at me angrily as I drove away. I was never back. So that’s my story, I Love your stuff. Peace
Frank
That was special and brought back many memories. I am 86 and graduated from Westfield Senior High School in 1956, from Muhlenberg Hospital School of Nursing in 1959, Seton Hall University with a BSN and St. Joseph’s University with an M.S. I have still been in contact with my McKinley Elementary classmates as of this year. Westfield was a special place to grow and learn. Thank you.
After Paul Cusano passed away my father, Nicholas Melone, was the general manager of American Shuffleboard for over 50 years. Sol Lipkin and my father played a huge role in its success. It wasn’t until after Nick retired that the company fell into much less capable hands. He was a humble guy and in
many ways the unsung hero willing to let others have center stage.
My Grandfather had his own bar stool there.
Played hockey for The Dive, back in the day!
Owner at one time Don the lifeguard taught me how to swim at the Roselle Swim Club. When I was of age he was the Bartender!
My uncle and cousin owned the Texaco next door.
My father was a bartender there in the 60’s. Friends with Steve Redzinak, A/k/a the Russian. He was the owner at the time. My father had to wear a white shirt and tie. Loved it when he would bring home the burgers or soft shell crab sandwiches.
Interested in speaking with someone about diners at the 1939 Worlds Fair
I served my apprenticeship as a Carpenter for local #455 UBC. It was quite experience working with older Carpenters of the trade at that time, Briscoe construction was the contractor then. I was proud to this day to have worked on such beautiful structure as AT&T Basking Ridge, NJ.
I grew up in Berkeley Heights. We moved there in 1964. Once we got our drivers license, we would explore along Hillcrest Road. People were living in that gate house at that time. Up along the dirt road on the left of the gate house, there was a large commune with a lot of interesting individuals coming in and out.
Somerville’s Historic Advisory Committee has maintained a working list of Sears homes, both confirmed and to be authenticated, since 2000. We have never been able to identify with certainty the Altona aka model C121 and believe it was possibly demolished. I would be curious to know what other homes, besides the 4 listed on your map –all known to us–have been identified. I would also appreciate learning if any more come to light. We are reluctant to list addresses publicly due to privacy concerns.
I worked as a secretary at AT&T 295 in the early 1980s. That was a magical place. Such a beautiful complex surrounded by bucolic landscaping. It was a magnificent place, and I feel fortunate I had the opportunity to be part of it. The buildings had a Frank Lloyd Wright feeling to them. If I could go back in time, this is exactly where I would go.
Some friends and I really got into Weird NJ back in 2002-2003. Blairsden was on the top of our list to go. One day in the fall we took a drive and because most of the leaves were down we were able to see the back entrance and stairs . Short walk from our car to the stairs and took the climbs up. Walked around half of the house, specifically by the reflecting pool with all of the busts. Took a few pics and decided to take one of the chapel through the window. Don’t know if it was us or the flash from the camera but a motion sensor got set off causing a loud alarm to start blaring. We flew back down the stairs at a speed if you tried to stop you’d start rolling down them. When we got to the car there was an old man sitting on his porch laughing his ass off. I’m guessing this was a scene he’d seen before. Floored it down the road praying to see no cops. Thankfully no trouble. To this day one of my favorite college memories and as soon as I tuck my kids in tonight I’ll be in the basement looking for the pictures.
Thanks for sending. We get a lot of these stories. Our researchers even have a few. Now that the home is in private hands and been fully restored, it just doesn’t seem as scary. That Weird NJ really brought light to the tales. Take a look at the inside today – https://www.mrlocalhistory.org/blairsden-2/
Thanks for sharing this fascinating history! We live in the Spencer family’s former home on West Oak, and our son’s name is Austin – what a remarkable coincidence. I learned a lot from your article.
I used to play at Charlane Whitlock’s house on Spencer Rd. It was on the bend as you headed down to Lake Rd. Her family moved to Summit when we were in 5th or 6th grade. Kept in touch with her for quite awhile. Not so now. She was in Illinois. She went to Northwestern. Fond memories.
Grew up on 97 Spencer. It started as a tiny postwar cube of a postwar house. Now it’s a sprawling ranch. Even as a tiny cube, a great place to grow up.
I remember the Spencers lived next door to us (1958-1967). Their son had been killed overseas (Korean War?) And Spencer Road was named for him. Previously, it was Serpentine Rd.
Spencers lived on the corner of West OaK & Hillside Terrace at 122 Spencer Road. He worked at Public Service in Newark and was tax collector for Bernards Township for over 25 years. Of his two (2) boys Trueman was the younger….he and my father wanted to open a hardware store. Truman went to work for Bernards Builders. Pittsburgh Paint hired him away from there as a sales rep. He and his wife, Jean, lived on Park Lane (between 202 and Madisonville Road). Their kids Alice and Jim are probably your age, Larry, or John Carlson’s. They all moved to NYS when 287 took their house. Trueman’s brother, Austin, was a pilot in WWII stationed in Nova Scotia. He married a Canadian and had a child. He flew out over the ocean and was never seen again. Yes, Spencer Road was named for Austin Spencer. The boy’s mother died young, and Mr. Spencer remarried. He no longer lived in that house.
Of course! I grew up on the farm. My dad was head herdsman .My sister was born same day as Peter. I understand he lives in our house. Would love to see the updates on it. The punched out glitter rolls made great Christmas decorations.
Best article ever! I had no idea that while I so enjoy seeing the cows on this property as I drive by (Oklahoma girl that I am) I was also going by a glitter factory. Join that with the nudist colony in Basking Ridge and we are in an absolutely fabulous disco party area!! Who knew!! Thanks so much for your work.
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We should connect. I’ve been digging into this story as well after putting down for a few years. I finally purchased the 1939 World’s Fair 250+ page book and NOTHING – no vendor info, no Paramount Dining Car contracts, no Arthur E. Sieber contracts, no Diner of the Future mentions. So we’re baffled as well. The truth does lie somewhere, but can’t reach the Mana owner to understand the Louis Bridges/Walter Bridges connections.
Harry was a great guy. I took a carving class with him at Bernard’s high school in the late 70s and early 80s. He did my uncle’s statue in Liberty Corner, “The Mountain Man” and many others.
When I was running marathons, that’s around where one of my routes would end. Hence, he’s been Finish Line Jesus to me for over 25 years.
I was a friend of J’s when I was briefly dating his best friend. He was 16 at the time, and his best friend lived in Far Hills. Since we toured around in the boyfriend’s sports car before I had my own license, I was never sure where we were headed so I always assumed when we landed at J’s house that we were still in Far Hills. In those days J also did not yet have his license. His dad bought him a TR3 I think it was- still on blocks to save the tires until he could drive it. He was also into drums that sat in the garage. The BF dumped me, but when I landed in school in Boston where J was going to N.U., he would visit me in the dorm from time to time, and he also invited me to see him play at the Psychelic Supermarket in Boston (Kenmore Square) with the beginnings of his band. He kind of drifted away after that and the last I saw him he was crossing a street in Watertown. That must have been about 1967 or maybe ’68. I saw him in concert years later but never got to see him – I did send him a note. He was always a big sports car buff and eventually went to work in restorations later in life.
The road was named after my uncle’s brother, a WWII vet who did not return. I swam in his parents’ pool as a kid on that street around 55.
Every time I pass this, I can’t help but think, “I found Jesus! He really is out there standing in his field…
Could’ve been a nice country inn with Jackie memorabilia in the lobby. Instead some rich bitch demolished it. Shame really.