Thankful Union, the minute I first saw that name I just knew there had to be a special story associated with it.
Last week, we stopped and pondered the life and times of 19th century black barber Uriah Weekes. Today we will examine the tragic death of another of our fair town’s black residents in the 19th century; a man who spent much of his life as a slave working on the dairy farm that once was located at Rome Point, Cato Roome.
This week, we are going to delve into the story of Uriah Weeks, one of the first barber/hairdressers who served the large black community that lived here in South County during the middle part of the 19th century.
This house was constructed some time around 1831, as the second home located on a large parcel of land Nichols purchased in April of 1830 from his commanding officer in the RI State Militia, General Peter B. Phillips and his wife, Phebe Phillips.
The recent renovations to the little Cape at 264 West Main St. are hinting at something that real estate transactions since the 1770s have long supported. This house is very old.
One of the questions I am most often asked is, “What’s the story with that big cellar hole next to the library?”
It is with considerable sadness that I pen this column this week as it has been a sorrowful time; two folks very important to me and the greater community of our fair town have recently passed on.
Well, here we are again, with our nineteenth attempt to tally up the most endangered historic sites in our fair town for the 12 months ahead.
Harold Metcalf was born in Providence in 1861 and earned medical degrees from Brown University and Harvard University.
A little over 110 years ago, on June 25, 1904, at a time long before environmental impact studies and building permit requirements, the rail wars of South County officially began.
Over the years we’ve taken a look at the inns and taverns of old Wickford, the grand hotels at Cold Spring and Saunderstown, and the area’s first true motel run by local character Bob Bean.
Sometimes delving into the stories behind the gravestones located in the historic cemeteries of our fair town leads to tales and life lessons that play out as affirmations to the spirit and resilience of those that came before us.
The exciting recent news that “Wicked Tulips” will be relocating their operation to a portion of the Schartner Farm on Route 2 here in our fair town got me to thinking about North Kingstown’s first flower farm which was located on Tower Hill Road just south of its intersection with Ten Rod Road.
This house was constructed in 1822 for landowner and farmer William Brown. Brown had purchased the lot the year previous from Hannah (Boone) Franklin.
To the unaware, the trip down the hill from busy Davisville Road to the little hollow next to the Hunt’s River seems like a short one, but to those who know, it’s a journey that spans hundreds of years.
As Veteran’s Day is nearly upon us, I thought it would be a great idea to take a look at the story of some sadly forgotten veterans in this week’s column. Our story begins in July of 1948, some 71 years ago, when quietly, somberly, without fanfare or a mention in the local press, a group of soldiers tied up at the long-abandoned pier at Fort Greble on Dutch Island and went about their assigned task.
The freezing temperatures in February make it difficult to force myself out the door after dark. And knowing that I’ll be standing around outside for extended periods while trying to stay completely silent doesn’t make it any easier. But hearing just one distant hoot warms my bones and makes the experience worthwhile.
When guests visit the local observatories, staff astronomers always look to impress them with great views of the Moon, Jupiter, Saturn and Mars when any of these worlds are observable.
Happy New Year everyone. Yet another year has passed into the history books, and I am once again presenting some of the astronomical highlights upcoming in 2020. While there are a couple of impressive upcoming events, any time the skies are clear and transparent many stargazers are enticed out under the vault of the heavens to explore our beautiful universe.