Saturday, May 31, 2008

12 Berthood St Nelliston,Montgomery Co. New York

We all start someplace, this is the first home that I lived in, I was born at my grandmother Olyers house on main street in Nelliston, but within few days came here. Grampa Lord who owned the house built it over and made an apartment on the left side, there was a living room,dinning room and kitchen first floor and two bedrooms and bath upstairs. being a good craftsman, he had the stair treads made so that a nail under the front lip could be pushed in a little and the stair tread would slide forward exposing a storage
area under each step. This was very handy during the 1926 to 1929 prohibition period when he ran the "Elms Hotel" . The whiskey was stored here and transported to the hotel in my baby carriage.. We did not have the TV yet, I do not recall it but in 1927 my grandfather Olyer built a wet crystal radio set, 6 big glass jars with some sort of chemical, hooked to board with big dials and long needle set on a crystal. With a head set you could hear scratchy music from Schenectady. Not really home theater but the beginning. I can recall the week end when my dad brought home a real radio, we could only have it on a few hours each day, had to conserve the tubes, finding a station was not a decision maker there was only two or three. I was allowed to have it on when I got home from school about 4pm and it was on until everyone was in bed about 9pm. I was allowed to stay up and listen to Warden E.Laws a couple of nights each week.

While on the subject of communications, My aunt who lived on other side of house ,was a secretary at Beech-nut Plant in Canajoharie,N.Y., so she had a telephone in 1936 [her number was 322w] wow I can not remember what I had for breakfast but I recall that number 70 years ago.
That was the only phone that I know of on our street.
Our apartment was last word in comfort, there was a large living room, with a 5 foot square
metal grate in the floor [top of the furnace] with stairway on right side, with dinning room and french doors that opened to kitchen. From the kitchen a door went down cellar, boy that was a scary place---also from the kitchen was a door to back porch. The kitchen was brand new in 1926,
cast iron white sink with left handed drain board, next to a cupboard with a wall unit above.
On the back well there was a shinny new electric stove ivory and green on legs, next to it a ivory and green metal top table with four chairs. The wall by French doors had a pie rack.
the walls had been painted ivory and a sea sponge was used to sponge on green paint, with ivory high gloss woodwork. In the center of ceiling a big glass glob light. Oh the floor was painted green and a sponge used to sponge on ivory. The Ice box was on the back porch, a master piece of metal and oak, 4 doors, and the drain went right out doors. Reading this you may not realize it but this was state of the arts kitchen, my grandfather was a excellent craftsman and he made and fitted all the cabinets and trim.

Upstairs,there was a closet at top of stairway on right and door to left, entrance to my room.
On the opposite wall two doors one going to the new bath room the other to parents bed room.
This might be why they liked to go camping. I lived their until I went into service, my parents stayed their until we bought Pine Lake,N.Y.

The cellar warrants a full posting which I will do later


weechuff said...

You nevert did do the full posting on the cellar. Just when I was enjoying the story too!!