Parker’s Spoon Shop and Around Town, Up Old Liberty Street, Meriden
“Write what should not be forgotten.” Isabel Allende
People. The past is present, literally in our collective DNA. Stories fill in the hazy places with images, objects, context.
Editor's note: The name “spoon shop” is rooted in real local history here – the brook powered an actual spoon shop factory that is now gone, but the waterpower source was New Dam to the east off Thorpe Avenue. A gated sluiceway was opened using a wheel to let the water flow on a timed schedule to run the machines, do work by use of graduated-sized belts overhead inside the building. The dam has since been upgraded and the machinery used then was removed. The story that led to this exploration, (quarry in Portland, spoon shop, business, ancestors, families), linked here.
The Meriden Historical Society operates at three locations. The Meriden Museum & History Center, 39-41 West Main St., in the heart of downtown Meriden. This historic building’s size and central location offers public programs, exhibits collections, welcomes researchers and visitors.The Bernice Morehouse Research Center in South Meriden, 1090 Hanover Ave., South Meriden, hosts about half of the archives of International Silver. Call for more information. The Andrews Homestead, 424 West Main St., is one of the oldest homes in Meriden. Chock full of items from Meriden’s past, it is open to the public by appointment; (203) 639-1913.
To digest all seen and heard on a visit to Meriden Historical Society (MHS) collections (2022) takes time–thank you Ruth Borsuk, MHS president. Examining the images (captured via iPhone and ported over to studio desktop) leads to more questions and details revealed. Napkin ring holders which are works of art, craftsmanship. The story of one with a wishbone found elsewhere. A train in a blizzard stopped at Meriden and where that led. Charles Parker's home and barn. Still thinking about all. The lilac where a privy might have been located out back. The massive center chimney and dirt cellar.
“All stories interest me, and some haunt me until I end up writing them.” Isabel Allende
Sam the ragman. Julius Pratt. Manning-Bowman. New Departure. International Silver.
The weight to hitch a horse to, a brake of sorts.
A contact shared, he may know more about the Central Inn that once stood on Broad Street uptown. Later, wondering if there is an indigenous history collection of objects, stories. Write that down. Thoughts of the great stone face in Meriden, a stone celt found in a yard while doing landscaping over near Silver Lake (Peat Works Pond) and so much more.
The Lion's Paw(s). Those great basalt cliffs as viewed from the interstate approaching Meriden and heading home, family's return from a trip to Oshkosh and other places.
MaryJean Giannetti, a teacher in Meriden, who does a science lesson story for fourth graders about “Sandy the Rock” and those cliffs.
I wrote/read a science lesson story, that I read to fourth graders, about Sandy the rock, who originated on these cliffs and ends up in NewHaven via the Q River into Long Island sound. The kids illustrate the events, as I read it aloud to them.
— MaryJean Giannetti mjeansci (@jeansciqueen) August 1, 2022
Caspar Hall's home place. It is gone but not forgotten. The quest continues with more details to write about Liberty Street and Liberty Road. Digitized image allows imagination to fuel research, where was this building and how was it sited for views, weather.
Related, because of the ancient hills, geology, beauty, this book.
“PREFACE
“This book is our love letter to a landscape and a call for action. We were both born in Meriden, Connecticut, and have lived all, or most, of our lives surrounded by the magnificent traprock crags of the central Connecticut Valley. The Hanging Hills, Mount Lamentation, Chauncey Peak, Mount Higby, and Beseck Mountain—dominating the local skyline—enticed us into countless youthful adventures among their peaks and ledges….”
Reading, learning. Look. And going to find out more about a photographer and Caspar Hall, where the road leads.
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