While Most Things Change… When the hard biting cold of winter falls upon us, I find myself spending a good portion of time trying to catch a fish under the frozen confines of a lake. There was one evening, last winter, that burny itself into my memory, likely for the rest of my life. I […]Read more "While Most Things Change"
Paynesville’s First Independence Day Celebration. It was Monday, July 5th 1858. The weather was unusually cool for summer. In fact, the day before saw a heavy frost that killed much of the rye planted earlier; yet another hardship for the settlers of Paynesville. They had been through a lot. Despite the successful economy of the […]Read more "Paynesville’s First Independance Day Celebration"
When summer days begin to turn hot and the days are at their longest, I often find myself thinking of the events that took place in Minnesota during 1862; the Sioux Uprising. I think of the Dakota Indians who fought for their very identity, but I think even more of the regular people, much like […]Read more "Frontier Stories of the Sioux Uprising"
Albert Kingsriter and His Memories of Old Paynesville It can sometimes be hard to imagine the sights and sounds of Old Paynesville. The small community with wooden sidewalks and kerosene lamps seem as incomprehensible to the modern person as automobiles, cell phones, and stop lights would be to our not so distant counterparts. Many years […]Read more "Old Paynesville"
Hub was a natural “tinkerer”; a carpenter by trade and handyman by nature. As New Paynesville was booming at the turn of the century his skills were highly sought after as one of those who literally built the town. He was hired to build homes, shops, sheds, and even the town’s first water tower. So […]Read more "“Hub” Haines: Boat Builder Extraordinaire"
James Boylan and a Glimpse of Old Paynesville The Paynesville that James Boylan knew was much different than the one of today. There were no street lights, paved roads, automobiles, cell phones, or the static noise of the modern world. As with many of the first settlers, Boylan lived a subsistence lifestyle in an untamed […]Read more "The Story of a Pioneer"
The Sons of Rest: A Secret Society in Paynesville When I hear the term, “secret society”, it always conjures up many strange images. I often think of a group that dons dark robes with strange symbols that meet secretly away from prying eyes. They have secret handshakes, strange names like “Grandmaster”, and perform bizarre rituals […]Read more "A Secret Society…"