Category: Water Under the Bridge

Our workshop at the Bridgeville Area Historical Society (BAHS) History Center cataloging a recent generous donation of Higbee Glass was a resounding success. The donor was Mrs. Susan Sappenfield of Hampstead, North Carolina, and the two boxes of carefully packed Higbee tableware she sent us were filled with treasures. All told there were forty-two lovely pieces of well preserved Early American Pattern Glass (EAPG), all but three of which sported the distinctive “bumblebee” trademark confirming they were manufactured at the John B. Higbee glassworks in Bridgeville between 1907 and 1918. We speculate that the other three were reproductions made more…

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The second program in the Bridgeville Area Historical Society 2025/2026 series was an informative and entertaining discussion of the life of Theodore Roosevelt, by Jack Puglisi. I knew Mr. Puglisi when he was a remarkably customer-friendly manager of the Borders Book Store at Mitchell’s Corner. At that time I had no idea he was such a gifted speaker on historical topics. This Fall he is teaching a class on Abraham Lincoln at Pitt’s Osher Lifelong Learning Institute. In addition, he is a gifted artist, working primarily in pen and ink pointillism in a variety of modes – realistic, fantasy, whimsy,…

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One more highlight in an adventure-filled October for me was a recent visit to the Bridgeville Area Historical Society’s History Center in the lovingly preserved Pennsylvania Railroad passenger station, at the corner of Railroad and Station Streets. The previous day I had received a call from one of their volunteers, Karen Godwin, regarding a request for information on the Pittsburgh, Chartiers, and Youghiogheny Railroad (PC&Y). I placed a call to the gentleman making the request and learned that it was Bob Smith, a Bridgeville expatriate now living in Ohio. After determining his specific interest, I advised him that I believed…

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October has been filled with memorable experiences, the latest of which began with a short visit to Chautauqua. One afternoon I suggested to Beth that we go exploring, and, like the dutiful daughter she is, she quickly assented. The result was an enjoyable trip and a rewarding short course on transportation history for the past three centuries. We began by driving to Mayville, a quaint village located at the north end of the lake, then directly toward Lake Erie on Route 394, “the Portage Road”. Aptly named, this road follows the route of a Native American portage dating back many…

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When I was working on last week’s column I became aware that one of the Waynesburg & Washington Railroad (W&W) locomotives, “the second Number 4”, was still in existence and on display at the Greene County Historical Museum. On further investigation I learned that the 54th Annual Greene County Harvest Festival was scheduled for the first weekend in October. I think our family attended an earlier version of this festival about fifty years ago; it took a very small amount of persuasion to convince Beth we should make a return visit this year. The drive down I-79 was pleasant and uneventful;…

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Leesa Shady must have had me in mind when she established the schedule for the 2025/2026 Bridgeville Area Historical Society program season; the very first one was a talk on the Waynesburg and Washington Railroad (W&W)! Speaker Jim Weinschencker is a classic railroad buff who has been fascinated by the W&W for thirty years and has spent much of that time researching it and preserving its legacy.  My interest in the W&W is at least that long, although my personal involvement in commemorating it has been minimal. The railroad was chartered in 1875 to link the county seats of Washington…

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One of my favorite organizations, the Oliver Miller Homestead Associates, recently sponsored an event at the Homestead, commemorating fifty years of their dedicated stewardship to that venue. I had the pleasure of attending this well-attended event, significantly adding to my knowledge of their organization and the heritage that they continue to enhance. Any discussion of the Oliver Miller Homestead must begin with the story of its namesake. Oliver Miller was born in County Antrim, Ireland, in 1720 and came to the New World with his family when he was a teenager. The Miller family initially lived in West Nottingham Township…

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One of the reasons I enjoy the Fall season so much is the proliferation of rural festivals. High on my list is the Washington/Greene County Covered Bridge Festival, held on the third weekend of September each year. There are thirty covered bridges in the two counties; this year there were individual festivals at the sites of nine of them. As my mobility declines, I find myself preferring the more modest events to the extremely large ones. This year I decided to revisit the McClurg Covered Bridge site and was rewarded with an excellent experience. The drive from Beth’s home in…

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The combination of a series of positive experiences at my favorite local libraries and the realization of the local support that makes each of them successful convinced me that this subject merits a column celebrating “Love Your Library” month. I am grateful for the way the Bridgeville, Mt. Lebanon, and Carnegie libraries enhance my life. Each of these institutions is unique, with its own positive benefits for its clients. The Andrew Carnegie Free Library and Music Hall in Carnegie has been providing outstanding services to that community since 1901. In addition to functioning well as a library, this building boasts…

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Production of a memorable calendar with a local historical theme has become an annual Bridgeville Area Historical Society tradition. This year, in anticipation of next year’s quasquicentennial celebration, their theme is historic Bridgeville houses, with a goal of identifying houses that are at least one hundred years old. This is an intriguing project. My initial reaction was that houses that old might be rare; on reflection, however, to a nonagenarian, a century isn’t nearly as long as it seemed when he was middle-aged. The house we lived in at 1053 Lafayette Street is eighty-eight years old, and I don’t consider it…

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