Recently, thirteen members of the Adirondack League Club presented the Town of Webb Historical Association with a series of checks totaling $3,400 to go toward the operation of the Goodsell Museum.
The ALC members who wished to recognize the achievements of Goodsell and emphasize the strong links between the Town and the ALC collected the money in a fundraising effort. Continue reading
Priscilla J. Flynn (Zelie), 81, of Whitesboro, formerly of Syracuse, passed away September 25, 2011, at Faxton-St. Luke’s Healthcare.
She was born in Old Forge, NY on January 10, 1930, the daughter of the late Wellington and Julia (Fetterley) Zelie. Priscilla was retired from St. Joseph’s Hospital in Syracuse, NY.
She is survived by her children: a son, James (Shawn) Flynn of Syracuse; three daughters, Julia Tansey of Attleboro, MA; Melissa Flynn of Taberg, NY; and Melanie Flynn of Hogansburg, NY; grandchildren, Vanessa, Christopher, Katherine, Patrick, Victor, Brian, Tylar, Kateri, and Miguel; a great-granddaughter, Kimberly; and her sister, Margaret Ford of Whitesboro.
Services will be held at the convenience of the family. There are no calling hours. Arrangements are in care of Dimbleby, Friedel, Williams & Edmunds Funeral Home, Whitesboro.
Online expressions of sympathy may be left at: www.dfwefh.com.
The Forge House:Its Owners, Proprietors and Managers
If any image represents early Fulton Chain history, it is the Forge House atop the elevation overlooking the pond as a king viewing his realm.
When the hotel burned in 1924, prominent citizens planned to quickly rebuild it but the era of the big summer hotel had ended, replaced by smaller, shorter stay motoring hotels.
Today, we see a bank, motel, restaurant and a flat grassy knoll instead.
But while the Forge House existed, the traveler was given the name of an individual there who would not fail to provide necessary comforts.
This narrative is about the hotel’s owners, and about the proprietors and managers who usually were not the owners. Continue reading
Some habits are as immovable as the living room thermostat
It’s the end of September. I lived in Connecticut for the first forty-three years of my life.
The weather would change, unpredictably so. Hot, cold, stuff in between the two extremes.
And so the heating season begins, which causes much stress in this household due to no fault of mine.
This angst was created, and is still owned by my dad who has been resting in peace for twenty-one years now.
The reason he’s resting so peacefully?
No more Thermostat. Continue reading
More than 100 people enjoyed jazz vocalist Jane Monheit and the Montalbano Trio who performed in “Bistro and the Gallery,” at View on Thursday, September 22.
Their performance was held in Gould Hall in an Italian Bistro setting with each table decorated with wooden platters with a variety of bistro-inspired finger foods. Continue reading
Consequences of impromptu parsnip battle well worth it
It was a warm morning as we exited the Inlet Elementary School for recess. All the boys ran like crazy for the playground for a game of kickball.
While we were picking teams we got a bit distracted when one of the older boys discovered a large patch of parsnips growing behind the school.
He pulled a few of them up by their leafy tops.
I watched as he rubbed off the dirt on the leg of his blue jeans and took a big bite.
It wasn’t long before we all joined him in pulling up and eating those creamy white vegetables.