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History flows throughout Fulton, Montgomery counties


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People who speed through Montgomery County as they travel on the New York State Thruway might notice the city of Amsterdam with its old brick buildings, the Auriesville Shrine perched high on the hill above the Mohawk River, and the large sign of the Beech Nut baby food plant in Canajoharie.

And when some people think of Fulton County, they often picture the historic towns of Gloversville and Johnstown, and many have ventured at least once to the Great Sacandaga Lake in the foothills of the Adirondack Mountains.

But the two counties are much more than those cities and places, as my wife Judy and I found out when we recently visited.

Brick town

Our first stop was in Amsterdam, a one-time industrial giant of the Northeast. It's hard not to notice the giant brick buildings that sit along the banks of the Mohawk River. These abandoned mills, mostly a century old, once employed thousands of people in the manufacture of carpets, buttons, brooms and fabric.

From the late 19th century through the first few decades of the 20th, Amsterdam, like so many other small towns in upstate New York, was a boomtown. Transportation by rail and by water was excellent, and arriving immigrants provided a steady supply of cheap labor. (One such immigrant was the family of actor Kirk Douglas, who grew up in Amsterdam during the 1920s and '30s.)

Family-owned factories employed thousands of people at a wage high enough for them to buy a home of their own and raise their families, and the entrepreneurs who ran them became fabulously wealthy. Evidence of that prosperity can still be found when driving through the town: The current city hall was once owned by carpet magnate John Sanford.

Hometown

Maura McNulty of Albany remembers growing up in Amsterdam during the 1960s.

"It was sort of an 'Andy of Mayberry' place," she said. "I remember walking downtown with my parents and everybody knew each other. All the shop owners were friendly, and most of them had these pneumatic tubes that would take your receipt and fly it upstairs to the business office. I loved watching that."

She also remembers a city filled with many different ethnic areas. "We didn't mingle very much," she said, "but I remember seeing Polish street signs. As a kid, we'd play in these huge fields that were between my home and my school. In the winter they'd dump all the snow into big piles, and we'd have the best time building forts and playing in the snow. It felt like a safe place to be a kid."

Revival

Amsterdam is beginning to come back. Recently, they've built Riverlink Park, which takes up more than 9.5 acres. To get there, park in the downtown section of the city and follow signs to an elevated walkway and eventually the park.

The park, which offers breathtaking views of the Mohawk River, consists of a plaza area with an open-air stage, a children's playground, a roller/hockey rink, gardens and 300 feet of boat docking. The city has scheduled many musical and dance activities throughout the summer (for information about what is taking place, call City Hall at 841-5190).

Significant figure

After driving through downtown Amsterdam on Route 5, Judy and I stopped for a few minutes at Lock 11, which also contains the Guy Park Historic site. The Montgomery County Chamber of Commerce is located in the Guy Park House, built in 1773 by Guy Johnson, who came to America in 1756 from Ireland. His uncle was Sir William Johnson (for more about him, read on).

Guy Johnson served his uncle well and eventually became the second wealthiest man in Mohawk Valley, but his luck changed when he sided with the British at the outset of the Revolutionary War. This brought immediate local reaction and many threats to imprison him. In 1775, he gathered his allies, family and fellow Loyalists and abandoned his estate. He fled to Canada and eventually settled in London after the war.

His home today is a quiet, romantic place that sits alongside Lock 11. We spent some enjoyable moments watching the boats drift up and down the river, feeling far away from the city of Amsterdam, which was nestled only a few miles away.

Fort-itude

We continued west on Route 5 a few more miles till we came to Fort Johnson, the home of Sir William Johnson, England's superintendent of Indian affairs in the Northern colonies and the most influential figure in Mohawk Valley Colonial history.

His mansion was built in 1749 along the banks of the Kayaderosseras Creek. It was, according to Johnson, "a good strong dwelling by my mills, all of stone."

The home, which contains period furnishings, Native American artifacts, and military and needlework collections, is open to the public from Wednesday through Sunday, 1-5 p.m. When you go there, take a look at the majestic garden in the back, the two enormous trees in the front, and the 18th-century outhouse. (For information, call 843-0300.)

Canal memories

Our next stop was the Schoharie Crossing State Historic Site in the town of Fort Hunter, a few miles west on Route 5S. When you get to Fort Hunter, turn right onto Main Street, then left onto Railroad Street. The Visitor Center is on the right-hand side of the street.

Judy and I really enjoyed our visit here. We were able to get out of the car and walk with our dog Wyatt a few miles along remnants of the Erie Canal, one of the greatest commercial and engineering projects of the 19th century. Our walk was quiet and beautiful, with many purple phlox growing up from the remains of the canal. An exhibition at the Visitor's Center traces the history of the Erie Canal and its impact on the growth of New York State and the entire nation.

Within the boundaries of the site are many structures which date from the canal era, such as the East Guard Lock and Lock Number 20 from the 1820s' Erie Canal, plus about one-half mile of the original "Clinton's Ditch."

The largest structure at Schoharie Crossing is the remains of the Schoharie Aqueduct, which carried water of the enlarged Erie Canal over (and separate from) the water of the Schoharie Creek. It was over 600 feet long when it was completed in 1842, and seven of the 14 original arches are still standing today.

We decided we wanted to come back soon to explore the waterway in our kayak, and we also want to come back in the winter and ski the numerous trails.

Shrine next

It was one of those perfect spring mornings at Schoharie Crossing, which made it difficult to get back in the car and leave for our next destination -- the Auriesville Shrine. For years, I've driven past the Shrine; and as a schoolboy, I immersed myself in any information I could get about Father Isaac Jogues, so you can imagine that I was very excited to finally get there.

Located only a few miles west from Schoharie Crossing on Route 5S, the Shrine is the official site of the North American Martyrs and was once the palisaded Mohawk Indian village of Ossernenon. It was here that Father Jogues, a French Jesuit missionary, and Rene Goupil were brought in August 1642 after their capture by the Mohawks. On Sept. 29, Goupil was killed, and Father Jogues buried him in a ravine outside the village.

After a year in captivity, Father Jogues escaped from the Indians; but years later, he returned and was martyred on Oct. 18, 1646. Kateri Tekakwitha, who was proclaimed Blessed by Pope John Paul II in 1980, was born in the same village in 1656.

Ravine meditation

We spent time in the gift shop looking at some Native American artifacts, and then crossed the street and wandered around the Shrine. We visited the Coliseum church, which was one of the first circular churches built in the United States. It can accommodate 6,500 worshipers.

After visiting the Rustic Chapel of the Martyrs and the original chapel, we wandered down into the ravine where Father Jogues buried his good friend St. Rene.

We were all alone in the ravine, which created a sort of creepy feeling, knowing what had gone on here years ago. We stopped at the many signs and read in Father Jogues' own words what he had done after his friend Rene had been killed. At the bottom of the ravine is a statue of St. Rene making the sign of the cross over an Indian boy, which was the act he had committed that brought about his murder.

Judy and I enjoyed the solitude of this holy place, and we strongly recommend a visit to Auriesville. It not only fills your spirit, but also gives you a glimpse into the past. As we left, we were quiet and contemplative. "It's amazing how much faith these men had," said my wife.

Kateri's shrine

We continued driving west on Route 5S for a few miles and then turned north on Route 30A, which took us back to Route 5 and into the town of Fonda. I heard the actor Henry Fonda say on television many years ago that his ancestors originally came from upstate New York from a little town called Fonda. The town traces its heritage to the 1700s; but more importantly, it's the site of the National Shrine of Kateri Tekakwitha.

Kateri was born of an Algonquin mother and a Mohawk chief in 1656 in the Mohawk village of Ossernenon, believed to be located in the present-day Auriesville. After the village was destroyed by French settlers and Canadian Indians, the surviving Mohawks built a fortified village on the south side of the river. The fully excavated village of Caughnawaga is located at the shrine, and it was at this village that she lived most of her life.

She was called "The Lily of the Mohawks" because of her good works and her purity, and she was declared Venerable by the Church in 1943. In 1980, she was beautified by Pope John Paul II.

Prayerful spot

My wife and I were very impressed with the grounds and the exhibits. The shrine building was originally a barn built by the Veeder family shortly after the American Revolution.

Walking through the ground floor, we were amazed to see such an extensive collection of Native American artifacts. Many of them were found at the excavated village. There were also nice models of Mohawk villages and well written information about daily life in a Mohawk village.

We next moved upstairs to the St. Peter's Chapel. It was a quiet, perfect place to reflect and pray, and we walked around looking at how it was renovated in a Mohawk Indian style with wooden beams and Native American art and tapestries.

Woodland path

We then took the seven-minute walk up the hill on a woodland trail to the staked-out Mohawk village of Caughnawaga, which was discovered in 1950. The only fully excavated Iroquois village, it was entered in the National Register of Historic places in 1973.

We sat for a while and enjoyed the solitude at the Tekakwitha spring located a short path down from the village. This was a place where Kateri often came to get water and where she may have been baptized.

On the walk back through the woods to our car, I said to Judy, "You can't go to Auriesville and not visit the Kateri Shrine the same day." My wife nodded her head in agreement.

More to come

Back in the car, we continued driving down Route 5 heading west with the Mohawk River and the New York State Thruway on our left. From our vantage point, it was easy to see how years ago the Mohawk River was a natural flatland corridor through the mountains. The river linked the Atlantic Ocean and the interior of the continent, and was the traditional home of the Mohawk Indians and other tribes of the Iroquois confederacy. It's obvious, even today, that the Mohawk Valley was a fertile place for farming.

During the American Revolution, battles at Fort Stanwix and Oriskany at the western end of the valley, along with the Battle of Saratoga, blocked the British plan to split the colonies in half by marching armies through the Mohawk and Hudson valleys.

During the 1820s, as we had already learned, the Erie Canal was the main road west, sort of like a superhighway today. With so much history only a few miles apart, it was amazing not to encounter much traffic and to find such rural and unspoiled land.

Kids' food

For most people, the town of Canajoharie is best known for the Beech-Nut Nutritional Corporation, located in the center of town. Ask anyone about Beech-Nut, and they'll inform you that it's where they make baby food. But Canajoharie is more than that, according to Rev. William Gaffigan of Ss. Peter and Paul's Church.

"It's a quiet town," he said, "where people generally know each other and help their neighbors in need. The people are very aware of the history of the town and want to preserve their past."

Father Gaffigan praised Arkell Hall, a foundation located in the original home of the Arkell family. The Arkell family members were instrumental in the formation of many of Canajoharie's institutions, including Canajoharie Library and Art Gallery.

"The Arkell Hall Foundation does a lot for the community," said Father Gaffigan. "They've helped with the preservation of the library, supplies for the fire department -- and they'll also help families in need."

Stops to go to

Father Gaffigan encourages people to visit Wintergreen Park and Gorge, where there are many reflecting pools, waterfalls, nature trails and picnic areas. To get to Wintergreen Park, take Maple Street out of the downtown section, continue uphill for approximately two miles. You will pass the new Canajoharie High School, currently being built, on your left, and about a mile down on your right you will see the signs for the park.

"One definite thing to see is our library and art gallery right in the center of town," said Father Gaffigan. "There are many famous artists there, such as Winslow Homer."

The Library and Art Gallery is a modern facility open Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday, 10 a.m.-4:45 p.m. On Thursdays, it's open from noon-8:30 p.m., on Saturdays from 10 a.m.-1:30 p.m., and on Sundays during the summer from 1 to 3:45 p.m. It's located at 2 Erie Boulevard on the corner of Church Street, across form the Beech-Nut Corporation.

Time for art

The art gallery enjoys a reputation as one of the finest small galleries in the United States with a permanent collection of more than 350 paintings and works of sculpture that highlight the development of American art from colonial times through the mid-20th century.

We saw numerous paintings by Winslow Homer and works by George Inness, Grandma Moses, Frederick Remington and John Singer Sargent. My favorite was Childe Hassaam's oil painting titled "Provincetown."

Since Judy and I were the only people wandering around, we were able to take our time and talk quietly as we looked at the paintings. It was much more pleasant than being at some of the larger city galleries where you're sometimes forced to stand two or three rows behind the works of art.

How lucky the people of Canajoharie are to have such a wonderful gallery in their library -- and to think you can gaze at such fine art for no cost. We both felt this was one of our favorite parts of the day, and we'd strongly recommend our friends to pay it a visit.

Lovely route

We took Route 10 out of town and turned west on Route 5 in the direction of St. Johnsville. Judy and I were excited to drive past an Amish buggy being steered by an elderly woman who was slowly moving along on the side of the road. I knew there were Amish in this area of New York, but I didn't think we'd be lucky enough to actually see them.

We passed some beautiful homes along Route 5. Many of them were built centuries earlier by Palatine Germans. The Palatine Church, located on Route 5 between the towns of Nelliston and St. Johnsville, is a beautiful stone colonial edifice. Built in 1770, its interior is graced by a 13-star colonial flag. (If you are interested in a visit, make an appointment by calling 993-3539.)

Judy and I stopped for a while and walked around Fort Klock, which was a fur-trading post built in 1750. Today, it's a National Historic Landmark, and part of a 30-acre complex of original farm structures with a 19th-century schoolhouse, a blacksmith shop and a Dutch barn.

In the 18th century, many fur-trading posts were scattered throughout the Mohawk Valley. They were often places of refuge used by settlers during the French and Indian War, and later, the Revolutionary War. Fort Klock is open from Tuesday through Saturday, 9 a.m.-5 p.m. (There is an admission fee; call 568-7779).

Peaceful road

BY now, Judy and I were getting very hungry. We did a quick drive through the quaint town of St. Johnsville, which is nestled on the banks of the Mohawk River, and then decided to turn around and drive east on Route 5 in the direction of Route 10.

Our destination was the town of Palatine Bridge, where we would turn north on Route 10 and then drive into Fulton County. Route 10 was a beautiful road with great views to our left and right.

The road takes you up a ridge; and with each mile, it felt like we were going farther and farther into the past. We came upon the hamlet of Stone Arabia, for example, where two 18th-century churches stand side-by-side. The Dutch Reformed Church, a stone structure, was erected in 1788, and Trinity Lutheran Church, constructed of wood, was built in 1792. An 18th-century burial ground lies a short distance from the churches and gives the feeling of an old rural Vermont location from a century ago.

As we continued down Route 10, we noticed that many of the farms had no electrical wires attached to their houses. "Amish," I said to Judy. I had read that since the 1980s, there had been a strong influx of the Amish in this area, but I was unaware there were so many.

Amish

A few minutes later, we drove by the same elderly Amish woman we had seen earlier. She was still steering her buggy at about the same pace as before, and we even saw a barn-raising with five Amish men working on the frame.

We though about taking a picture but knew they hated having their photo taken, so we just watched quietly from our car for a few minutes and then drove on.

We eventually stopped at an Amish farm that had a wooden sign out front reading "Homebaked Cookies and Pies." It came at the right time since Judy and I were about to drop from hunger. The house was impeccably clean, and the Amish woman who waited on us was friendly and spoke with a German-sounding accent. We bought bread, still warm from the oven, molasses cookies that melted in our mouths, and a strawberry rhubarb pie. "The kids will like this," said Judy, who was holding the pie.

"They will if we don't eat it all," I joked.

Fulton County

It felt sort of sad driving away from the Amish farm, like we were leaving the past and re-entering our modern age. We continued north on Route 10, and we finally entered Fulton County and the village of Ephratah, where we turned east on Route 67 to head toward Johnstown.

Fulton County was one of the first vacation spots for upstate New Yorkers. At one time, there was an amusement park on Sacandaga Lake that rivaled Coney Island in Brooklyn. People from New York City would take the train north to visit it. Driving through Fulton County today, you can see why it was so popular years ago -- and why so many people still have camps there today.

The county has many beautiful remote lakes in the northwestern section, up near Stratford and Caroga. It also has many old camps from the 1930s and '40s, and many families have maintained their camps for 50 or more years.

The county is the beginning of the foothills of the Adirondacks, which means that many people hike, swim, fish and, in the winter, cross-country ski and snowmobile. It is a vacationers' paradise.

Johnstown

We continued driving east on Route 67 till we came to the city of Johnstown, which was once known for its leather-making shops. The city still has an attractive downtown, very clean with some nice-looking bakeries.

And then we found ourselves at another site connected with Sir William Johnson: Johnstown Hall, his 1763 Georgian home. We didn't have time to visit this National Historical Site, but the building and the grounds are majestic. (If you are interested in taking a tour, call 762-8712).

Other interesting places to see in Johnstown include the Fulton County Courthouse, built in 1772, and the site of the Revolutionary War Battle of Johnstown, which took place in October 1781. There is a plaque on your way out of town that explains where the battle occurred.

Looking for eats

My wife and I had been traveling for about six hours by now, and we had seen enough historical landmarks. We were ready to eat lunch, and I had heard from a friend that the place to eat in Fulton County was Lanzi's on the Lake in Mayfield.

To get there, we needed to drive north on Route 30A, which took us around the bustling city of Gloversville. I've spent quite a bit of time in Gloversville, attending high school track and cross-country meets, and I've always found the town friendly and clean. The architecture of the buildings in the downtown section is always nice to look at, and the hills surrounding the town make you feel like you're in a movie.

As we drove away from town, there were fewer stores and more trees, and very soon we were back to the peaceful drive that we had encountered before Johnstown.

Enjoyable memories

Amanda Huszar from Schenectady grew up in the Fulton County town of Broadalbin and remembers it being a place of great fun in the summer.

"Just about every day, we swam in the Sacandaga," she said, "and we always had to drive somewhere to get anything."

Like many people in Fulton County, she lived out in the country.

"We had three neighbors," she said, "and I remember that whenever there was a problem like a big snowfall or a power outage, those neighbors would come over and help us out."

She always enjoyed visiting the Fulton County Historical Museum in Gloversville. "They gave a nice history of Fulton County," she said, "and they had one big exhibit on the building of the Great Sacandaga Lake and how it flooded out all these different towns along the way."

The Fulton County Museum, located at 237 Kingsboro Avenue in Gloversvillle, has exhibits not only on the lake but also on the Colonial Era, the history of the local Native Americans, and the glove- and leather-making industries. For more information, phone 725-2203.

Relaxing

It was after 2 p.m. when we finally had arrived at Lanzi's on the Lake, located on Route 30 in Mayfield. It's a restaurant, but it's also a meeting place. There is a marina in the back where many boaters in the summer and snowmobilers in the winter pull in to enjoy food or drink.

Judy and I sat out back on the patio with a beautiful view of the Great Sacandaga Lake and the Adirondack Mountains in the background. It was so nice to finally sit and relax after so much driving and exploring.

It had been a very enjoyable day, and I had learned a lot about our country's history, but I couldn't help thinking about two things in particular, the great courage and faith of the North American Martyrs, and the simple yet peaceful lifestyle of the Amish. Here we were, surrounded by the warm sun and the blue clear lake, listening to the hum of distant motorboats, and yet Judy and I still thought about the missionaries of the past and those simple, hardworking Amish of today.

How fortunate we are to live so close to such wonderful history. It also occurred to me that we had learned more than just history and facts on this trip; we had again been reminded how to live our own lives more fully.

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