Barneveld Photos

[Clipper]

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Lots of great old pictures of Barneveld from way back when. I lived in Barneveld from 1950 until 1953. I started school there in the school house shown in the photo.

It was a two room school, but when I was there only one classroom was in use. A wonderful teacher named Ethyl Taylor was the teacher. She taught grades one through six. Each row of seats was a grade, and it was a wonderful learning experience.

My dad had taught me to read and to do simple addition and subtraction before I ever attended school. When I entered school at age five I was allowed to read with the second grade reading circle and do arithmetic with the first graders. I never actually was required to attend kindergarten. The entire top floor was a gymnasium. We would go up there during recess and play basketball, kickball and dodge ball. Everything including music and art was taught by Mrs Taylor.

Everyone went to either Barneveld, Prospect, or Stittville school houses until they completed the 6th grade. They then were bussed to Holland Patent to the "big school."

Having lived in Trenton Falls, Gravesville, and Barneveld in my younger days, I was drawn back there as an adult. I lived on Hinckley Lake, Kayuta Lake, rented a mobile home outside of Barneveld for a short time, and lived in the village of Remsen when I met Kathy. It is just one more part of upstate NY that pulls at my heart. Sooo many memories of that area when the area was thriving and enjoying better times.

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Those are all real nice places. I remember when I was a kid and my grandparents would take me around those places. I think my heart belongs in places like that.

Clipper you certainly have a fantastic live growing up. That type of teaching is now called Montessori method which requires special Masters Degree, etc. I think that method of teaching is a fantastic way to learn because the peer-on-peer educational factor.

[Clipper]

I misspoke earlier. Mrs. Taylor taught grades one through 5, not 6.

Yes Alan, it WAS a great experience growing up in our family. We lived in several locations as my dad followed employment. We lived in Arizona for a spell when Dad was stationed at Davis Monthan AFB in Tuscon during the Korean War, and once again from the time I was in third grade until the 6th grade. Dad worked as a machinist in those days and we lived in Phoenix until he was laid off, forcing us to return to the Utica area so he could work at Chicago Pneumatic. He eventually worked his way to UNIVAC as a draftsman and eventually into a mechanical engineering position when he completed his college courses.

We lived in Whitesboro, N Utica, and eventually in Newport where I graduated from West Canada Valley Central School.

[dave]

Neat photos! I somehow missed this thread. I remember being quite young and living on Cornhill and thinking that Route 12 must go to the North Pole, and I was thinking the REAL North Pole, not the amusement park. I had cousins who lived on Trenton Road in a line of possibly 8 or 9 homes built in the early or mid 1940's, surrounded by nothing but pasture and cornfields in the summer and three foot drifts of snow in the winter. The houses are still there, but now surrounded by a zillion homes built in the 1960's. The houses began just up from and across the road from the firehouse that was built in the 1970's. One winter night in the late 1950's we walked cross country by the moon all the way from my cousin's back door until we hit a spur street off of Riverside drive, probably Dawes Ave or Kingston Road. We dragged a toboggan with us, sure we'd find a great hill to slide down. Although it was mostly pasture at the time, we never found a good clear run, since the area was marked with gullies, etc. I thought we'd never make it from Trenton Road to Riverside Drive, it seemed such a long trek through the snow. Clouds began to cover the moon and we had no idea where we were, and hoped we weren't walking in circles. But I just retraced our route on Google earth and the beeline distance from my cousin's house to the tip of Kingston Road is only a 1/2 mile, hardly a epic journey. But we did have to drag the toboggan down to the N.Utica Corners and back up Trenton Road that night.

Nothing to do with Barneveld, but it reminded me of Utica's North side.