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By C. Kihm Richardson Walking from Strykersville ... - Fulton History

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PAGE 90<br />

Memories of Java and <strong>Strykersville</strong> (continued)<br />

FOOD MEMORIES<br />

It is indeed unfortunate that by the time a man is<br />

able to afford to buy and eat anything his heart<br />

desires, he can't afford the calories. I don't know<br />

that I was ever terribly hungry after eating a meal,<br />

but I could always have eaten more up until I was<br />

about 30 years old. I doubt if this was a situation<br />

peculiar to myself only. Some of the memories<br />

related to food in my younger years were visiting<br />

a farm at lunch time and having a full dinner with<br />

more ham than I could eat, my mother buying a<br />

basket of grapes or peaches <strong>from</strong> a man with a<br />

hayrack full of fruit he had picked up <strong>from</strong> the<br />

fruit country (about 1924) watching my grandmother<br />

stand at the wood stove finely chopping hash while<br />

it was frying, a stick of hard summer sausage in<br />

the cupboard of her pantry, sliced roast beef sandwiches<br />

on bread made by my aunt, a wiener <strong>from</strong><br />

the meat wagon, and beef soup made by my mother<br />

with rice and a small amount of meat, the pork<br />

sausage given us in the fall when the neighbors<br />

killed a pig. The wiener <strong>from</strong> the meat wagon was<br />

remembered more for the lesson learned <strong>from</strong> it<br />

than for the food.<br />

THE GOOD OLD SUMMERTIME<br />

For a week or two each summer in my early<br />

teens I would visit my grandmother and uncle in<br />

<strong>Strykersville</strong>, and among other things go on the meat<br />

route a couple of times. This started out <strong>from</strong> the<br />

market near the small creek that crosses Route 78<br />

in the center of <strong>Strykersville</strong> with a box on the back<br />

of a Model "T". After we had gone a distance, my<br />

uncle Peter <strong>Kihm</strong> asked me if I wanted a wiener.<br />

The first time this happened I said, "I don't care."<br />

My uncle said, "Well, if you don't care (and he<br />

knew I did) you don't get one, if you want one, say<br />

so." He only had to tell me that once.<br />

In conjunction with these visits there were also<br />

trips into Buffalo to pick up meat. Atone time meat<br />

sold in Buffalo was generally grown locally and<br />

slaughtered in Buffalo. Then in the late 1840's<br />

herds were being driven in <strong>from</strong> the west and in<br />

the late 1860's meat was being shipped in refrigerated<br />

cars <strong>from</strong> Chicago. So in the 1920's Buffalo<br />

had only a trace of stockyards and slaughter<br />

houses. There was a slaughter house behind the<br />

meat market in <strong>Strykersville</strong> which until the advent<br />

of reliable automobiles and tires had been used to<br />

slaughter much of the meat sold at the market.<br />

Going back to before my uncle's time the butcher<br />

made sausage.<br />

There was also an icehouse behind the meat<br />

market for storing ice for the meat cooler. At the<br />

time of my visits there was an occasional slaughtering<br />

of a cow. Of course this meat <strong>from</strong> an old<br />

cow did not compare with the young beef slaughtered<br />

in Chicago. The cow was killed by tying its<br />

head down, shooting it, cutting its throat, putting a<br />

APRIL 1978<br />

spreader between the hind legs and hauling it up in<br />

the air with a hand operated windlass, skinning<br />

it starting at the hind legs, as it was raised by<br />

degrees. When the hide was off the head was cut<br />

off, it was gutted and was left hanging overnight<br />

to cool off. This was in the summer and there was<br />

no protection <strong>from</strong> flies.<br />

Ice was taken every few days <strong>from</strong> the ice house<br />

to resupply the meat cooler. Sawdust was removed<br />

<strong>from</strong> over the ice and the amount to be used was<br />

removed and the sawdust replaced. After the ice<br />

was washed off, it was raised to the top level of the<br />

cooler again with a hand windlass and put in place<br />

through a door near the top. I never was present<br />

when the ice house was being filled but I have been<br />

told ice was cut by hand <strong>from</strong> the mill pond down<br />

Mill (Sanders) Road and hauled by horse and sleigh<br />

to the ice house. I can imagine what a hard task<br />

this was to lift, haul and raise all this ice up into<br />

the ice house. The blocks were all separated by<br />

and covered with sawdust.<br />

At an earlier date some places, on a railroad,<br />

made a business of cutting ice and storing it for<br />

shipment into cities in the summer. They were<br />

put out of business by large ice making plants<br />

in the cities. Of course, they in turn became obsolete<br />

with the development of the modern refrigerator<br />

for the home operated by gas or electricity.<br />

WATER POWER<br />

The last water power used in Java Village was<br />

probably sometime between 1904 and 1915. A gasoline<br />

engine had been installed in the grist mill<br />

there in 1904 but I believe this only supplemented<br />

the water power at that time. The flume for bringing<br />

water to that mill <strong>from</strong> up Beaver Meadows<br />

Creek was removed for the lumber in the early<br />

1920's, reported to be in excellent condition and<br />

used for building silos. The sawmill and grist mill<br />

at <strong>Strykersville</strong> on Sanders Road (or Mill Rd.)<br />

operated with water power until about 1929. In<br />

fact, I can remember seeing them build a new<br />

concrete dam to replace the wooden dam. This<br />

would have been about 1922. Unwashed gravel was<br />

used for this but a greater problem seemed to be<br />

that the dam did not go far enough into the banks<br />

and down into the stream bed, and water washed<br />

around it; Buffalo Creek really gets quite wild<br />

when there is a cloud burst or fast thaw. Electricity<br />

came to the area about 1926 and an electric motor<br />

was installed in the grist mill. The mill burned<br />

about 1932.<br />

Electric refrigerators did not come to the area<br />

until about 1930. This made it necessary to use<br />

different foods and to store them differently. Ice<br />

boxes were not as common as in the cities; more<br />

use was made of cellars. A cellar to me is different<br />

<strong>from</strong> the modern basement with its concrete<br />

walls and floors. Cellar to me in those days meant<br />

stone walls and no cement floor. This made for a<br />

cooler and probably damper environment and was<br />

(continued on page 91)

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