Home Sweet HomeJan 13th, 2009 | By Leonard Legends & Legacies | Category: Legends & Legacies
Told ya I’d be back before the end of the month! And before I forget, be sure to check out the really old Bridgewater Leonards Map over there in the right column. That’s new, too.I’m really not obsessed with the old two-story cabin built and inhabited by Leonards for almost two centuries… but Allan keeps sending me new information. (And I love him for it!)
In this case, it’s pictures of some of the last occupants, the Zaminski and Caster families, with the cabin in the background. Neither family is related, as far as we know…
Joe Zamiska Jr. and family occupied the cabin from 1930 until 1953. That’s little Joe III on the left, taken in the late 1930s. See those white-ish strips between the logs? It’s actually filler, used to plug the cracks or “chinks” between the irregular logs. Filling those cracks was called “chinking” and it had to be done on a fairly regular basis as the filler material (usually mud and straw) dried or decomposed and fell out.
I know this because I built my own log cabin a few years ago, just to have the experience. I cheated. I used those eight-foot landscaping timbers that are flat on two sides. But I still had to fill the gaps to keep the rain, wind, sleet, and varmints from getting into my new tool shed. What I learned was, it was most likely the women of the household who maintained the “chinking”… as they are usually the ones most worried about “varmints.” Or… because it’s a pain in the butt and the men would ignore it.The Caster family moved in after the Zamiskas left in the mid-50s. That’s young, uh, middle-aged Barry Caster there on the right, standing amidst the ruins of the cabin a couple of weeks ago. Barry and his family moved out of the cabin in 1966, when he was a mere 12 years old. You do the math.
The Casters were the last occupants of the infamous Leonard Log Cabin. It was dismantled in stages between 1979 and 1983 (not burned as we previously thought). Allan provided five more pictures of the exterior, along with various members of the Zamiska family, but so far, no interiors have turned up.And finally… because if I were you, I wouldn’t believe that your’s truly built a log cabin, either… here’s the proof. Behind the tree-trimmers taking down my very broken 90-foot maple tree. The cabin still holds my lawn mower and garden tools, twelve years after I built it. I do NOT expect it to stand another 188.
Now go check out the Old Bridgewater map. Scoot!