Eagle Down by John Frazier
Donnie Coffin was somewhat of an enigma. Those who remember him recall him as an easygoing guy, but not many people have vivid memories of him.
Donnie Coffin was somewhat of an enigma. Those who remember him recall him as an easygoing guy, but not many people have vivid memories of him.
What did wealthy people do with their money? Some spent lavishly on themselves and their families caring little for their fellow man; others were philanthropic. Over the years, the citizens of Little Falls have greatly benefited in many different ways from the philanthropy of several of its leading residents who lived here in the late 1800s and early 1900s.
Decades before there was a Pine Ridge ski center in Salisbury or a Shu-maker Mountain ski area outside Little Falls, generations of Little Falls winter sports enthusiasts skied and sledded down the vertical drops that typify our steep, narrow Mohawk Valley topography. Others enjoyed skating on the frozen canal and ice rinks. Times were different in the age before television and computers provided time diversions and snowmobiles proved to be so popular.
The summer of 1882 was a bad time to be an inhabitant of Little Falls as sickness and death raged throughout the village.
I love Halloween. Always have. My earliest remembrance is dressing up in a cowboy outfit complete with flannel shirt, neckerchief, vest, chaps and the piece de resistance, a pearl-handled, silver Lone Ranger cap pistol.
“Around the back and up the stairs…” That’s how our mornings began. The first time I heard that instruction, from my Uncle Morgan Carrig, June 1964.
Anyone who knows me would acknowledge that there’s no way I could answer any question in a word. Well, surprise, surprise naysayers-I can.
Living in the Mohawk Valley we are surrounded by historic locations that have both local and national significance.
Growing up on the South Side of Little Falls in the decade of the 70s was a wonderfully unique, cultural, and educational experience. Residents looked out for each other, fed each other, helped raise each other’s kids, and basically loved and respected each other.
We had a great time visiting the Herkimer Home Historic Site during the “Taverns and Tories: It’s 1777 Somewhere” event. This historic location is one of our favorite local sites.
