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James Renner
Date: September 2003

Harlem River viewed from the Inwood Hill Park forestInwood Hill Park is a forested oasis bounded by the Hudson River, Harlem River Ship Canal, Dyckman Street, and Payson and Seaman Avenues. Inwood Hill also boasts great diversity for a park its size. Within the 196-acre park is the last remaining primeval forest in Manhattan, not to mention the fact of its waterfront, archaeological relics, recreational fields, ornithological study areas, and jogging and pedestrian paths.

The history of Inwood Hill Park and its surrounding areas date back to when New York City was still in Indian possession. The term we have known it as is “shorakapkok” which means the sitting-down place. The Mohegan “showaukuppock” is translated as cove. The Delaware (or Lenape) term is “w’shakuppek,” which means smooth, still water when interpreted from their language. Another term is attributed to Reginald Pelham Bolton is “saperewack,” which meant the glistening place.

When the Wiechquaesgeck Indians inhabited the park, they left abundant archaeological artifacts which were later found in digs made by private and City archaeologists. These finds include pottery shards, weapons, skeletons, and shell and bone implements. Natural rock formations have made caves in the park. These caves were larger and deeper during the pre-Columbian period when Native Americans frequented the area for shelter.

There was Indian habitation in the park as late as the 1920s and 1930s. Princess Naomi, a member of the Algonquin-speaking peoples, operated a Native American store and museum in the park. There was also an Indian Life Reservation that was employed by Native Americans. The organization gave tours of the caves, demonstrated native arts and crafts and had a library containing books on American Indians.

Within Inwood Hill Park there is an area called Cold Spring Hollow where the local tribal groups of the Lenape Confederacy lived in the nearby caves and fished in the local waters. Shells and other artifacts that were unearthed there had been used by these early inhabitants who made the park their home. Deer, raccoon, bear and other animals were hunted for food. The skins were used for everyday use.

In the early part of the 20th century, archaeological digs in the area uncovered two Native American burial sites. These skeletal remains were located near 203rd Street and Seaman Avenue. One site contained the remains of a squaw and an infant, and the other contains a chief and his squaw.

According to local legend, the Dutch purchased Manhattan from the Indians for $24 worth of trinkets on November 5, 1626, near the knoll on the shore of the Spuyten Duyvil Creek. To commemorate the occasion, the Indians planted a tulip tree, which had grown for 300 years. Its dimensions were 165 feet in height and 6 and 1/2 feet in diameter. The tree, now long dead, has been replaced with a plaque honoring the location and event. The cove in the Spuyten Duyvil Creek was the reputed landing site of a long boat of Henry Hudson’s ship Half Moon.

The legendary purchase of Manhattan from the Lenape presumably occurred in what is now Inwood Hill ParkSome of the oldest trees in Manhattan are the tulip trees of Inwood. At present there is a Copper Beech that is not native to the park. Experts have dated the tree at least 140 years old. Other trees found in the park are Dogwood, Oak, Gingko and Hickory.

During the American Revolution, Inwood Hill, then known as Cox’s Hill, saw many skirmishes. The fortification was known as Fort Cock Hill, whose name was derived from its location. The fort was a redoubt that mounted two cannon. After the Fall of Fort Washington on November 26, 1776, the Hessians occupied the area.

There were a number of archaeological digs of the Indian, Colonial, and Revolutionary periods conducted by Reginald Pelham Bolton and William Calver. On the Payson Street side of the park are faint remains of huts and oven pits used by the Royalist forces during the occupation of the area.

The park was home to country retreats for some of the wealthier families of the community and the rest of New York’s social elite in the 19th century. In 1847 the New York and Hudson River Railroad opened, and there was a station known as Tubby Hook, which was located at the foot of Dyckman Street on the Hudson River. Service to this station no longer exists, but Amtrak has regular service to Albany, NY, from Penn Station.

This station made the area desirable for the wealthy to come to northern Manhattan. Some of their summer estates had farm animals that were threatened by wolves, foxes and bobcats. The last of these predators were killed off in the 1890s.

One such notable who had a summer estate in Inwood was Isidor Straus, who was a philanthropist and had made his money at Macy’s and Abraham & Straus. Unfortunately, Straus and his wife died on the HMS Titanic. His body was recovered and is buried at Woodlawn Cemetery in the Bronx. All that remains of the Straus cottage are the ruins of the foundations.

The Lords of Lord & Taylor owned about 300 acres of land with two mansions on the western escarpment of Cox’s Hill within the park, facing the Hudson River. Unfortunately, both mansions were destroyed by fire in the latter part of the 19th century.

The Bolton family, relatives of Reginald Pelham Bolton, the noted civil engineer and historian of northern Manhattan, owned property in Inwood Hill Park. Bolton Road, which was the main drive to the Bolton estate, is now a pedestrian pathway within the park. The entrance to Bolton Road is located on Payson Street between Dyckman and Beak Street. The location is noted with a large stone painted black.

Another landowner was Joseph Keppler, the Art Editor of Puck Magazine. Others who lived there were Captain William Flitner and his wife Louisa Cutts Flitner, along with Clara, their daughter. Clara was the head librarian for the Dyckman Institute, which was located within the park just off Payson Street, north of the Bolton Road entrance.

Cisterns can be found in the park by nature lovers, and city officials believe that they may have belonged to these estates. They were used because of the high water table and good storage.

Institutions such as the House of Mercy and Jewish Memorial Hospital have played an important role in the area. Land north of 110th Street was considerably cheap during the 19th century and was mostly woodland which played an important role in the health and welfare of the residents of these institutions. There was an orphanage, a home for unwed mothers and a rest home for tuberculosis patients. These institutions, which have moved to other locations, had their roots in the park.

The House of Refuge for Young Women and Girls was located in the park. According to some sources, it was also known as the House of Mercy. This residence was started by the Episcopal Church and was operated by the Sisters of Saint Mary. Reverend William Oliver Embury was the chaplain. The land was bought in 1888 and opened its doors two years later. The building closed in the 1920s and was demolished. It relocated to Valhalla, New York, and operates with the name of the House of Mercy.

The Jewish Memorial Hospital had its start as the Inwood House of the Redeemer and was run by the Magdalene Benevolent Society. It was located in the park to the north of the intersection of Dyckman and Staff Street prior to its move to Broadway and 196th Street. The hospital closed its doors in the 1980s due to financial problems. There is a school on the site.

Geologically speaking, Inwood Hill Park is quite interesting and active. Marble, schist and limestone are prevalent in the area. Seismologically, the park is located between several earthquake faults: the Hudson River, Dyckman Street, Spuyten Duyvil and the Harlem River.

Millennia ago, glaciers covered the New York metropolitan area. There is evidence of glacial striations and glacial potholes in the park. A glacier, about one quarter mile high, created potholes formed by swirling water streams with the help of gravel and rocks that drilled holes over thousands of years.

Beaches are no stranger to Inwood Park. Today there is only one small beach located next to the railroad trestle at the junction of the Hudson River and the Harlem River Ship Canal. Between the 1890s and the 1930s, the Spuyten Duyvil Creek was transformed into the Harlem River Ship Canal with the help of funds raised by the federal government.

Inwood Hill ParkBetween 1915 and the early 1940s, the City bought parcels of land that make the park what it is today. The park was officially opened on May 8, 1926. The New York Times reported that day: “The majority of the one thousand spectators were children attracted by the announcement that real Indians were going to take part in the ceremony.”

Baker Field is used for the Columbia University Sports Department. Bounded by 218th Street, Broadway and the Harlem River Ship Canal, the complex was named for banker George F. Baker, who had donated money to Columbia University for that specific purpose.

At the complex are houses for the rowing crews which launch in the early morning for practice. The Wein Stadium is used for track and field and football events. The Christie Field House was built on the site of one of the Dyckman homes. The Columbia “C” was painted on a 200-foot-high outcropping of 1.1 billion-year-old gneiss on the Bronx side of the Spuyten Duyvil Creek.

On September 15, 1995, the Inwood Hill Nature Center was dedicated and opened to the public. It is located near the park entrance on 218th Street and Indian Road. The center is located on Manhattan’s only salt-water marsh. It has also been designated as an interactive exhibit with ongoing monitoring of the natural area. It is also the focal point to watch the eagles which have been placed in the park to be freed when they are able to adjust to the environment.

The building was originally designed as a boathouse under the administration of Parks Commissioner Robert Moses in 1937. It was converted into the center at a cost of $650,000, which was funded from private donations and state grants. The center houses a Park Ranger Office, a restoration lab, and a classroom for afternoon programs. There is a computerized guide to the various sites within the park.

The Urban Park Rangers offer regularly scheduled tours of Inwood Hill Park. These tours contain such topics as local history, park geology and ornithological and arboreal subjects.

Today the park is an unmarred woodland refuge for nature lovers and the public as a whole. The various pedestrian and hiking trails (6 miles) provide spectacular views of the Hudson River and the Harlem River Ship Canal. The park hosts a multitude of birds and animals that can be appreciated in their natural habitats.

The New York City Transit Authority has buses and subways that stop near the park. Passengers using the Hudson Division of Metro North can take the train to the Marble Hill Station and take any downtown City bus to 218th Street and Broadway to get to Inwood Hill Park. The buses that go nearest the park are the BX 7, BX 12, BX20 and the M 100. Visitors can also take the IRT Subway #1 and #9 to the 215th Street Station and the IND A train to 207th Street.

Information on Inwood Hill Park can be obtained by various methods. The Inwood Hill Park Nature Center can be reached at (212) 304-2365. The New York City Department of Parks and Recreation has a Web site. To view the gravesite of Isidor Straus go to FindAGrave. Woodlawn Cemetery is located at 233rd Street and Webster Avenue, and the telephone is (718) 920-0500. For information on Baker Field and Columbia University log on to Columbia’s Web site.

Comments

Fascinating! As a 7-year Inwood resident, I'm always interested in learning more about the urban oasis we call home. Thanks for filling in a few of the blanks!
Fascinating article. But Mr. Renner may wish to revisit and re-edit this article. Squaw is an extremely offensive word and not one that any chief would have used to refer to his wife, no matter what the old John Wayne movies may say.
Hello. Can anyone descibe for me the exact route of the old Bolton Road in Inwood Hill Park? I suspect the road differed from the present day path in the park. I came across an old NY Times article that mentions Bolton Road through to Nichols Place and Emerson Street (now 207 Street). The present day Bolton Road path leads nowhere near the former Emerson Street.
Interesting. It brings back memories when I swam in the Harlem River, in the 1930s at Spuyten Duyvil, between the Henry Hudson Bridge and the Railroad Bridge at the entrance to the Hudson River, There was a small beach by the Railroad Bridge that we called “Depression Beach”, because you did not have to pay to swim there. We all swam bareass with the “Harlem River Crawl” ( Arms moved out from the body to push away any turds). John Sexton
Mr Renner do you need a permit to dig or excavate further on this site?
Hi, I grew up in the Heights and have fond memories of Inwood Hill Park. I remember the indians and a princess, not sure if it was Naomi. Does anyone know anyother websites with any history on the Park and the Indians. If I remember correctly, the Princess I knew moved into my apartment building after the state (I guess) took over the reservation. Thanks, Joanne
I believe there's a map showing the various 19th century roads and estates at Inwood Park, in the currently ongoing "Treasured Maps" exhibition at NYPL. Cheers, B.
Hi, I was just wondering if you knew of any online stores that possibly sold any type of Inwood pictures that could be framed, books written about Inwood, etc. I am trying to find a nice gift for my father who grew up in Washington Heights and loves Inwood. I appreciate any help you can provide!!!
Very interesting article. My father lived in the caves of Inwood Hill Park for "six snow-to-snows" as he called it. According to other family members he was trying to discover "a unified cosmological theory." It was good to be able to read more about the history of the caves!
I grew up playing in the "caves". There was no way anyone could live in the tiny spaces under fallen rocks that were NOT really caves. I am 58 years old, and when I was a kid, you couldn't get but 3 feet into the "Caves". I think I read somewhere on this website, that the caves were once much "deeper". Perhaps erosion filled them in. Love this site, thank you. Does anyone out there remember Miramar swimming pool?
Yes KEN H. I remember the MIRAMAR pool, went there many times, grew up on Sherman Ave. and 207 St.,went to Good Shepherd School and played in Inwood Hill Park.
Hi Tom, I am still in touch with Donna Seifert who lived at 170 Vermilyea Ave. She told me Miramar was torn down before she left Inwood in the 70's. Tom, send us your Email address, and we will share bunches of Inwood Park (Neverland) experiences. Rightarm2@aol.com
My Email address is Rightarm2@aol.com. Tom, sorry, didn't realize this site doesn't send Email links. Please contact us. Ken
Exploring Inwood Hill Park and the cave is like going into a time machine.I love this place!
This brings back so many memories. I lived on Seaman Ave., and the woods were right in back of our apartment house. There was a house in the back up on the hill -- I always wondered what it was. I know someone lived in it. And I remember the potholes, we called them, in the rocks. I am 75 and went to Good Shepherd School and Academy of the Sacred Heart, located in Isham Park. And I used to swim at Miramar Pool.
Yes With Fond Memories I remember "The Miramar" Swimming pool. With it's Sandy rest area. The Commissary with It's Knishes, Hot Dogs, & Burgers. I remember many happy summer days spent there. Sometimes we would go to the High Bridge Pool too. Does anyone remember "Bloch & Falk" Butchers on Broadway? I grew up on Haven Avenue & 181st Street, 330 Haven Ave. Would love to share memories with anyone interested. smdad@optonline.net Be Well & God Bless, Lenny Waller
Good gosh, My ex neighborhood. Im Luis and lived in vermilyea and dyckman anyone interested in talking about it will be nice, IM QUITE FAR AWAY NOW... how far? Buenos Aires Argentina is quite... so loved reading things i remember with such a pleasure, i`d love to walk my old vermilyea and breathe just a bit of that air and the scent of that childhood... thanks **Went to Good Shepperd School 620 isham street in the 82 83 84 85 period I would appreciate if anyone had pictures of inwood? tp_arg_lmorales@msn.com
Lived on vermilyea avenue and attended good shepherd and sacred heart of mary academy back in the 50's. I do remember all the flavors of the ethnic community, exploring the parks and crossing over the 204 street bridge, walking to alexanders dept. store. are the neighborhoods ok or fallen apart. I went to school with patricia seibert. I've long since moved away to Atlanta GA and love it.
Miramar pool ... now thats a memory to recall. My Dad was a lifeguard there. I believe itwnt away when the Path-mark came in. I grew up at 222 Seaman ave.(215th and Seaman) in the 60's and recall a resident on the first floor that was born in 1900 who I was told played with the indian kids when he was growing up. A few years ago I awoke to a sound that brought me back to hearing the crack of a bat and ball coming from the park on a typical spring morning. What a wonderful way to wake up! I was 12 all over again for a few brief seconds.
A few years back i visited the old Place, I ended up walking down towards the Island, I had a camera with me with a panaramic option, so I stood at the bottom of the field and to a lovely Picture of the Henry Hudson Bridge, I also took several of the soccer field, the Island, the C rock, and a few of the woods. I put the film in a draw when I got back home to florida, and well I developed it much later, one of those what are all these films about. My Daughter was the one that came up to me in what looked like a moment of wonderful discovery. "Dad!" where did you take these? I looked at the pictures and said oh that's where I grew up! She replied, "Why did you ever leave?". You know I don't know, just that many of us did leave, and well time makes changes and demands from us and we never return. But I can tell you this, you never truly see the place until you have gone from and now only see it in a photo. Those pictures could allow me hours of story telling by just pointing to any spot on them. Old Joe used to sell White Rock Sodas as you came in the Isham entrance, The Parkies use to put out bottle cap hockey boards in the summer, Hokey one, Hockey two! All the Baseball games, Irish football games, tree Climbing, Stream Damming, Volleyball playing, Fishing, Bridge climging, sun tanning, and cave exploring; honestly was there ever a dull moment, was there ever a time you said, Mommy or Daddy, I'm bored? Better than any Xbox that's for sure! A big wave to any and all my friends who see this and to all you ovely inwoodites that read this fond smile as you too remember!
I spent more time in the park then probably anywhere else when I was growing up on Cooper St. Went to Good Shepherd and DuBois. Drank an awful lot of beer and "Bash" in the park on Friday and Sat. nights with about, what seemed like, a hundred others. RK rock to the left of the 207th St deadend, The Steps and Sunset. I had many season passes to Miramar. I was an honorary Boyle family member. Dated Patty McManus from Seaman Ave in High School, her Father was also a lifeguard at Miramar. I remember "Teddy the Lifeguard" he was deaf but could hear vibrations when someone was in trouble. Thats what I was told. My father owned a lunchonette across from Ft Tryon Park on Broadway between Arden and Thayer. I could go on forever. My contact is mfjinfla@gmail.com. Currently in Ft. Lauderdale.
Hi, I lived on Seaman Avenue for years. Even got an apartment there after I graduated from high school. Went to Good Shepard Church, Miramar pool and still have fond memories of the area years later. My first job was for the phone company at 5030 B'way. Anyone remember the terrible explosion there in 61? I knew many of the young girls who died there. Unfortunately I don't have any pictures of the old neighborhood. I would appreciate any pictures that you can share of the area. Thank u jsmolakov@cpanj.com
Greetings all! What a tremendous blessing this site is. I came upon it due to my own personal research of my childhood and friendship with an artist (painter) and his family, who lived just down the hall from me in our building on Academy Street (just across from Cooper Street). In the late 60's my family like many fled for the suburbs. In time I experienced the awakening sense of my "Calling" and "Vocation" in Art - this after many quiet, contemplative, though relatively "uneventful" years of life in the suburbs. As time went on and right to the present moment - like many of you out there, I have always known and treasured just how RICH my life was growing up in Inwood. As a child, there was the park, the caves, old abandoned freestanding houses, empty railroad cars, sleigh riding, street games of every description, Miramar pool, do you remember 'The Sprinklers' at Fort Tryon Park?,... It was just constant fun, adventure, getting into occasional trouble,.... I'm sure that this probably does not happen today, but does anyone remember the yearly ritual of gathering freshly tossed Christmas Trees from around the neighborhood and the daily lighting up of those trees in a large bonfire - right over the sewer grating and under the lamppost on the corner of Academy and Cooper Streets??? Talk about a timeless, meaningful, primordial ritual that literally I am sure many generations of New Yorkers before me have enjoyed and passed down to "my time"! Of course, sooner or later the fire truck would show up and the kids would disperse - but only until another day! I would love to chat with anyone 'about those good old days'. I am now 50 years old, attended the Good Shepherd School - so if any of the old gang should see this comment, please respond. My contact information is: robert@sainteustacefineart.com
Great site! I grew up at 25 Indian Road and went to Good Shepherd ('89). My dad, Bruce, used to take me through the caves and along the trails. While I've since left the area with college and the military, it's always great to come back to Inwood. Thanks for putting this site together!
Grew up on 218th and park terrace east,was in good shepherd till 1979. attempted JFK in the bronx lasted about 1/2 a year! best friends were Murph,Halls,Danny Guy REST IN PEACE DANNY... Also Johnny Burnside your bravery on sept. 11 will never be forgtten, miss you bro..Remember scalping tix at Columbia football games as a kid,security guard for Bakers Field was nicknamed "SPIDERMONKEY" cause the Columbia grounds were our playground and he was so damn fast and sneaky he would always catch one of us every damn time! Anyone remember GEE's on 207th, best eggcream soda ever had!In Clearwater Fla. for past 19 yrs. raising 2 wonderful kids. first time on this site just brought back lots of cool memories!Miss Father Ryan walking the hood and getting a birthday card every year.Have a MYSPACE under thomas bonovitch and im at tbonovitch@yahoo.com
What a great page. I grew up in Riverdale and discovered Inwood Hill Park on a field trip when I was in 3rd grade. We were studying "Indians," so we went to the caves and the salt marsh and the little beach near the trestle bridge. I loved it and kept imagining the Indians living along the banks of the two rivers, clamming and fishing, going out in their dugout canoes. I couldn't get that wooded landscape out of my head, so my dad took me back a few weeks later. We hunted around for arrow heads below the caves and finally found a real one, a magnificent specimen. It was a wonderful moment for my dad and me. A year later we moved out of New York State. Over the decades, my mind returns again and again to Inwood and the feeling one has there of going back in time and touching something pre-European and even primordial. Whenever I go to Manhattan now, I try to make time for an Inwood trek. Can anyone tell me exactly how many caves there are? I remember two or three. A few years ago, I found one of them (in the side of a very steep rock face). The cave was very shallow, not reaally what you would call a cave. And there were used hypodermic needless in it. Rather a blow to my romantic memories. Someone on this page said the caves have grown smaller. How might that happen? It's amazing to come across a site like this and discover how many people also have the woods of Inwood Hill near the core of their happiness.
Hi in NYC..jist learned my mother's family (Kennedy) lived at #666 Emerson Pl (207th St.) according to the 1930 census..I was born at St. Elizabeth Catholic Hospital on 190th St. and Ft. Washington Ave.(Fort Tyron) The building is now apartments. My mother and her sisters attended Good Shepherd School on Isham..when I return to NYC this May, I will check out the address on Emerson and stroll thru the Park..Any comments are welcomed. Ed Hannan (Ex-New Yorker) now living in Pasadena, Ca.
check this site out for incredible pictures of inwood from the early 1900s. http://manhattanboard.com/pgal.php?p=1&b=m
My first home as an Inwood baby in 1927 was on Post Ave, then Nagle, and later W. 204th St. at Sherman Ave. I played in the park that at that time was intersected by the Spuyten Duyvil Parkway for cars. Not many went by at that time. I think the parkway replaced the old Spuyten Duyvil Lane. There was a tunnel under it that my grandmother and I used to go into from opposite sides of the street and then meet down under in the middle.
I have been searching for the STANCATI and STAMILE families that lived in Inwood. They came over from Italy in the late 1800's early 1900's. Email me at Bobbiejohn2004@yahoo.com
I know this is crazy, but found your site looking for the name of the nuns that taught at Good Shepherd in the 60's. I am now 50 born in 1958 and always remember the Christmas fair that Good Shepherd put on. The dove bars of soap decorated like doves and the most amazing glazed chocolate fudge that the nuns made every Christmas. I have tried fudge everywhere and have never had fudge like that since. Do you remember the saturday gym programs at Good Shepherd, Seemed like the whole neighborhood was there, climbing the rope and playing basketball. I will never forget Sister Matthew my second grade teacher, she was the kindest person I ever met. All of you mention the pool, I dont remember the name of the pool but it must have been Miramar, it was a glorious pool, a true community pool in the middle of urban America. I remember my friends John and Greg and Raymond, all sneaking into Baker's field, and hiding under the bleachers during football games and then playing king of the hill on these black rocks maybe gravel piled 50 feet up and then being chased away being warned that we could be sucked into the mound of gravel if we came back. I read with chills someone talking about a telephone building explosion. Seared into my memory but had no idea I was three, but as soon as I read the person's comment, it brought back the memory. It must have been horrific for me to remember. Who could not remember the first black out that occurred when I was a little kid. And what about that candy store that was in the middle of a huge apt complex just up the hill from Good Shepherd. I lived at 100 Park Terrace West. My friends were Gregory Holden, who I just spent my 50th Birthday party. and a long lost friend who I lost touch with when like everyone else moved to suburbs (Port Washington) His name was John Fumo, they lived in a brownstone (well single or double family home) unlike me that lived in an apt. Always wanted to know how things turned out for him. There was also a Raymond but I am afraid I don,t remember his last name. Anyone who grew up there in the 60's lived a very special life. I called Good Shepherd up years ago and asked if the nuns still made that fudge for the Christmas Fair but alas they did not know what I was talking about. I was an alter boy starting in second grade and the game room they had off the vestibule, where we played knock hockey and putting brille cream in our hair to prepare for Mass. So if any of you have stayed in touch with John Fumo, let him know about this comment or the fudge recipe
I lived at 1 Arden street from 1940 to 1965 when i moved to Chicago.Oh, the memories of Inwood Hill park.I killed a rabbit there with a homemade bow and arrow and felt badly about it. We buried the rabbit outside the big cave where it was rumored Indians lived. My pals were Bob Gay and Jimmy Brown. Tom Connolly
Hello...I am wandering if anyone knows of the Francis & Tompkins, & Billy Donahue Families from Nagle Ave. I left Inwood in 1961, then went to NJ, I was born at JMH in 1951 & attended OLQM on Arden St. Would appreciate if anyone can help me with those families I am looking for. Thankyou.
My grand parents raised me on Sedgwick ave in the Bronx. My Aunt lived at 103 seamen ave. MY best friend as a kid was Jimmy Netterwald who also lived at 103 Seamen ave.I was transfered to Good Shepard when I was in the seventh grade. The Christian Brother's were mean and old fashion. The kids i went to that school well some are still my friends today. I loved that neighborhood and the park, and the people. Lot of kids from that neighborhood, beat the draft by going to a Christian Brother College in Santa Fe, New Mexico. I was not that lucky,I went to Nam, but ended up at the same college when i came home.I live in California now and have 24 years with S,F.P.D.
The question was, does anyone remember Miramar Swimming Pool? You bet! Check out(The Manhattan Board Photo Gallery) on the net - I spent many sunny days at that pool with my friends. We lived in Fort Washington, on 181st. We also used to go to the Hudson Hotel to swim. WOW! Memories...
I was born (1937) and raised in Inwood.All these coments about Inwood Hill Park,the caves,Miramar pool and the beach next to the railroad bridge.( We called it bare ass beach,no girls allowed}Brought back a lot of fond memories.I played basketball for Good Sheperd in the CYO league.Anyone remember the old gym at GS with the backboards hung on the wall.They hung wrestling mats below the backboards to protect the players
Where exactly was the swimming pool?
miramar pool was on the South side of 207th St.Between 10th Ave. and the river.The last time I was in the area it was a supermarket.
hi, Nice sight. But not one mention about the people that lived in the cove in house boats be fore it was turned over to the city. My Mother's family was one of them. when thy were told to move,in 1925 my grand Father had two of them towed over to east chester bay. just south of Pelham bay park. there were about 14 homes. 8 or so stopped at the end of sound view ave. 6 came up to were the sea plane base is. Grand dad had bought two lots so his house's were pulled in to the creek.
I "discovered" Inwood Hill Park at age 13 in the late summer of 1963, and it was like stumbling upon a lost world...a wilderness...and on the island of Manhattan of all places. That first day there it was raining, and I found a musket ball next to the Indian caves. Wow! (I still have it). As me, my brother and friends explored the park more throughout the '60s, it became a kind of frontier for us, and there were many similar discoveries made. One was of a strange stone marker, about a foot high, on the top of the big hill, where it overlooks the beginning of the valley. It was located off the path and in brush. I remember it had a date carved into it, either 1856 or 1858...I can't precisely recall which. I remember going back to look for it years later, as an adult, and not being able to locate it.
I was born in 1941, lived in Inwood till 1975,wonderful memoirs. went to ps 98,52 & gwh. We didn`t have tv`s so me and my friends spent our time in the park,until we got our draft card. lived in San Franciaco, Houston, & Gaffney SC. anybody from the old neighborhood write me schraksluck@charter.net you to june
Anyone remember Elisa's Italian Restaurante behind Miramar Pool? Very famous people ate there-my grandmother use to own it.
Thank you for such a wonderful article. Inwood Park is one of the most picturesque areas in New York. I live in Queens now, but take my children to Inwood, and they have a wonderful time hiking up the trails, and learning the history of New York that transpired there. I grew up in Marble Hill and regularly went to Inwood to play ball and go hiking with my friends back in 1960's through the late 1970's when I moved. I continue to visit and its beauty hasn't changed.
I am 85 years old and recall summers at the Miramar pool with fondness. I lived at 920 Riverside Drive (162-3 St). Inwood Park was the site of many Field Trips for students of P.S. 169. I attended Edward W. Stitt Jr. High and then George Washington H.S. I recall, particularly, the "pot holes" scoured into the rocks by swirling water containing abrasive material. II left NY to attend The University of Wisconsin in 1942. After service in the U.S. Navy during WWII, I attended Northwestern and the University of Minnesota. I became a college professor (Biology) and am now retired in Omaha.
Thanks Was sitting at home today thinking of the snow storms from my childhood and my thoughts went to the hills of Inwood Park...Memories of that park always linger as such a fond era...White Rock soda.....bottle cap games...knock hockey.....I SPY.....the sleighing down to the water....but the soap decorated for the fair the fudge and sisiter Mathew that is such a blast I beleive I have that class photo! Thank you all for those memories...I do think that the fabric we wove during that era is unique to all of us...Do you know of a site to help find old friends.Thanks Dorothy Richey Wohl
I was born in 1941, and lived at 693 Academy St, between Seaman Ave & Cooper. It was a walk in apt and had a private entrance with a french door right on the street. I remember the park well, my friends and I played there every day, back then we would be gone all day playing in the park and our mothers didn't worry. The Miramar pool was another great hang out. The stores were on Broadway, Kearney's Grocery, Frank's Fruit & Vegetables, Keterba's(?) Butcher,a Jewish Deli, candy store and shoe repair among others, then a Grand Union Supermarket came in. I worked at 5030 Broadway when the building blew up but had gone home for lunch that day and missed the explosion but lost many friends. I left NY in 1962 and live in FL. Thanks for the memories, what a great website!
I'm just days away from my 65th birthday and spent my childhood (from the age of 7 onwards) living on Payson Avenue - right across the street from the playground and park entrance - horse shoe pitch, sprinklers etc. I went to PS52 for 2nd & 3rd grade then to PS98 (I think) for grds 4,5 &6 - back to 52 for junior high (what a funny system that was) and then to GW for HS - I was a cheerleader (basketball) and we actually got to go to the old Madison Garden when the team made the playoffs one year. What a thrill! I live far away now but know how lucky I was to have Inwood and the Heights as my front and back yards - downtown and all the riches of the city just 20 minutes away on the subway but sleigh riding and outdoor swimming just outside my front door. Those of us who grew up there all know how lucky we were - I get to reexperience all this when I visit my family and the memory of a fortunate youth lives on. - Remember the travelling merry-go-rounds that buzzed around the streets like the ice-cream trucks in the summer? Stickball on the street and just moving out of the way for cars? Boy were we lucky!
71 vermilyae ave 1st floor the Healies 2nd floor the McCarthys 4th floor jimmy and maureen o'connor 5th floor the Kirkhams and the Martins 61 Vermilyea the Olearys and visitors on weekends eddie Duffy and the lovely Peggy McPartland
I also fondly recall Miramar pool -what a great place -the question here is what year did it close -we know a Pathmark took over that location .Does anyone recall the exact years . Also to DON MARTIN i believe the healies were the owners (John) of the peter reaves on Fordham rd - dan ferry --tolentine alum- loring place guy )
I had the great good fortune of growing up in Inwood. From 1940 until my military service in 1957. My Parents continued to live at the same address until acouple of years ago when my stepmother passed away. I lived at 115 Payson Ave. The building faces the entrance to Inwood Hill Park. I have many memories of times spent in the park. Sledding down the pathway that goes up into what we called the woods. The population on the street was very stable in those years. My freinds included boys that became a judge, a doctor and a Holiwood Actor, Walter Koenig, of Star Treck Fame. I attended Inwood Junior High School when it was a red brick building atop a hill. It was connected to PS 52 by an enclosed bridge. It is great that this Website exists. John Stone
Reading the comments brought back so many memories of Inwood of the 40's and 50's. Of course I remember the Miramar. It was a cool oasis on hot sticky days before home air conditioning. We had three movie houses. Lowes Dykeman and 207th St. And the Alpine at Dykeman and Broadway. Favorite eateries were the HI Ho Chinese restaurant and Traktman's Kosher Deli on 207th. There was also Fay's restaurant. I remember the great apple pies at Ellen's Bakery and watching Cushman's bakery slice your bread on the automatic slicer. There was Lifer's Grocery. I can still see Mr Lifer behind the counter at the back of the store with the wooden tubs of butter in the refrigerator case. He would add up your purchases with a big pencil from behind his ear using the shopping bag to write on. Doc Perry at his pharmacy would always furnish a band aid for a cut finger and take a speck out of your eye. Our family doctor was Dr. Gus Solomon. He made house calls for $4.00 and office visits were $2.00 I don't remember a single robery, break in or stolen car in all those years. My Street, Payson Avenue was a true melting pot. Irish, Italian, Jewish and "WASP" kids whose parents moved there from the mid-west during the War years. Sadly, the only friend that I kept in touch with was Wally Koenig who became a fine actor and was Mr. Chekov on Star Treck. John (or"Jack" as my pals called me).
This website is amazing. I get a huge dose of nostalgia whenever I read the posts. I was born in 1950 and grew up on 213th Street. I remember the farm that was there before the phone company - and yes, I remember when it blew up, although it had happened right before I had left school for the day, so I didn't see it happen. I heard stories up priests going in to give last rights. I never went to Miramar, although I always had wanted to go. I remember McSweeny's Candy Store and Sol & Joe's Buthcer Shop. I went to P.S. 98. I was best friends with Carolyn New, who I would LOVE to track down again. We lost touch when we went to different junior high schools. Anyway, I love this site. I'll come back to read more... Elizabeth Hastings
What a great site ... I was born in 1961 St. Elizabeth's Catholic Hospital, my brothers were born at Jewish Memorial Hospital. Lived at 99 Payson Avenue, my grandfather, Jim Dolan, owned Dolan's Uptown from this '40's to '70 on Academy & Broadway ... does anyone remember him, love to hear the history. Went to PS 98 and Good Shepard ... what a great area to grow up before moving to the suburbs. Good friends of my parents were the Boyles, Kearneys, Cummings, Wheltons. I love this site and I'll also come back to read more ...
I grew up in Kingsbridge and visited the Miramar more then once. It was great but not as good as swiming in the Harlem and Hudson Rivers. Does anyone remember the name of the swiming pool located on Broadway between 240th street and 242nd street? It was closed by NYC and replaced by a roller skating rink.
I grew up in Inwood. 1803 Riverside Drive. Went to PS 52 for part of 1st grade then to Our Lady Queen of Martyrs on Arden Street - graduated in 1959, then on the Academy of the Sacred Heart of Mary, Park Terrace & 215th Street - graduated in 1963. Used to play in Payson Park. I, too, remember the Alpine Theatre, the HiHo restaurant & Fay's. Also Jakie's greeting card & candy store. Spent many an hour at the Hudson River with my father feeding peanuts to the pigeons.
Hi Betty and all others who lived on Seaman Aveneue in the 1940's and after...... I lived in 260, only one building away from Baker Field, and around the corner was Mr. Greenberg's drugstore, where he sold cherry cokes for 5 cents, and had a lending library in the back of the store.. My neighbors were two Irish girls, Mary and Catherine McGoldrick. I remember you, Betty. On cold nights, after playing outdoors, you always told us to take a warm bath, not a hot bath. There were lots of Irish kids in the neighborhood. Unfortunately, I moved away to Westchester when I was 14 and left Inwood Park behind.
I left a message here before ( February 2011), but did not hear from anyone. I do have photographs of Inwood Park, the entrance to Baker Field, and the marching cadets who entered the Field on Seaman Avenue. I also have pictures of those quaint houses on 218th Street. One photo shows the big VA hospital, up high in the sky, overlooking the Hudson which you could see from the Park. Does anyone remember what happened to Mr.Greenberg who owned a drug store on the corner. It had a soda fountain and a lending library in the back of the store. N1K2R3@aol.com
I remember, growing up on Arden Street, that there was a wastewater treatment plant and a very run down pier at the foot of Dyckman Street. To the north, all the way up to the tip of Manhattan was a large flat area with baseball fields, etc. Was this flat area just fill, or was it a "Green Roof" over the wastewater plant? Is the plant still in existance? Same for the pier, although it was in very bad shape by the time I moved west in 1972. Thanks, Jim Fish, Albuquerque, NM
Wow. reading these posts are bring back so many memories. I lived on 193 street and roadway terrace then moved to 77 Seaman av. my parents were the superintendents of the building. 1st and 2nd grade was GSS. Thought I was the cats meow. when I was (at the age of 7) allowed to cross the street and enter Payson park. I would bring a stick, string, a safety pin and worms and fish.. off the rocks..real tomboyish stuff.... We moved to Pa. for the next four years and I hated every second of my life from 8 to 12. We then moved back to NYC...to 169th street...and I became alive again..

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