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Found some treasures at the Califon Townwide Tag Sale and then dropped by the Classic Car Show at Liberty Park. An awesome time checking out the classic autos, hot rods, and American muscle cars, while rockin' oldies played in the background! Thanks for a fun day Califon!
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Before the availability of affordable paper and ink, the use of writing slates was nearly universal among school students in North America, and much of the world. The slate and a piece of soft chalk, were the primary tools used for learning writing and arithmetic, and since the slate had to be wiped clean with a cloth or wet sponge in between instruction, it forced students of the day to memorize their lessons. Most slates were fairly basic and consisted of a thin piece of slate wrapped in a wooden frame to protect students’ hands, but deluxe models, known as “quiet slates,” because they didn’t make noise when they were set down on the desk, had frames that were wrapped in fabric, leather, or yarn. Another fancier model was the “double” or “book slate,” which had two slates attached along one edge and opened like a book.
The writing slate pictured in this blog belonged to Vernon Pickle Wortman (1886-1965), and his initials can still be seen carved into the frame. Known to friends and family in his hometown of Pottersville, NJ as “Perky,” Vernon attended Pottersville’s first school, which was built in 1860, on land donated by George Moore. The Pottersville School was located on Black River Road, across from the Dutch Reformed Church, where the community house stands today. The one-room schoolhouse was replaced in 1912, by the “prairie style” school that is located next to the firehouse. My wife’s grandmother was a student there, as was my wife’s father, and our daughter went to the “Kid’s House” nursery school that is still there now.
Vernon “Perky” Wortman had to leave school in 1903, when his father, William Wortman (1859-1903) died after being bitten by a rabid dog that had been lying in a hay pile in his barn. Perky took over the family mill in Pottersville, and ran it successfully for over four decades, until it succumbed to so-called progress and closed in the mid-1950s. The overshot wheel that powered the mill can still be seen in operation at the Cooper Mill, in Chester, NJ.
Join guide, Carl Klemme, of PS. 108 and Glow, for a 90 -minute Walking and Meditation experience that will cover a number of miles of the Whittemore trails with meditations interspersed throughout the hike...
The Women’s Association for Morristown Medical Center presents its 19th Mansion in May signature fundraiser, previously scheduled to be held during May, as “Splendor in September.” The Designer Showhouse and Gardens is open to the public at Tyvan Hill in New Vernon, New Jersey from September 8 to October 4.
There were no street lights to expose a murder on the dark streets of Califon, New Jersey on the night of January 19, 1907, nor a full moon to bear witness to the grisly deed. “In fact,” wrote local historian Helen Haggerty Geist, “it was a night made for such a crime.”
On these bright, beautiful early summer days, like similar days over all the years, I find myself farming. But when I'm asked if I am a farmer, I reflexively say no. I say this out of respect and reverence for real farmers who tend to crops and animals throughout the year, all day, every day, at all hours...
On the fringes of Chester Township, minuteman John Emmons, a teenager who lived with his family in a simple log cabin, was one of the young American patriots that waited for the call to war.
Among the Marines battling for the island of Guadalcanal was Sergeant “Manila” John Basilone, a section leader in a weapons company, from Raritan, New Jersey. .
When Mohawk raiding parties descended on the Native American villages in what is now Peapack, New Jersey, the local Lenape tribes would take refuge in the vast limestone caves beneath their lands.
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