Verplanck, New York
Before starting this story, I just wanted to say a few words about Verplanck. This is not meant to be an in-depth history of the place. It’s just a few words to set the stage so that the reader can understand how and why the various people who made up our family came to be here.
In the 1600’s, the Dutch settled what is now New York, New Jersey and Delaware. They ceded great tracts of land to various Dutch families who were to farm and trade with the Indians in the hope of making money for the Dutch West Indies Company. One such tract of land went to the Van Cortlandt family and included most of present day Westchester County. Part of the Van Cortlandt property was the present-day hamlet of Verplanck. This particular piece of property was given to a Philip Verplanck when he married the daughter of the owner of the Van Cortlandt estate in the 1700’s.
From the time of the coming of the Van Cortlandt family to the 1830’s, Verplanck was just a sleepy farming area consisting of a few buildings for the owner and his farm hands. The only exception was from 1776 to 1782 when it became a very strategic area for the British and the Rebels. This was because Verplanck, along with Stony Point, was situated on a spot along the Hudson River where the river narrows from a width of three miles to less than one mile. This area is known as the “entrance to the Highlands” and as such could control commerce on the river. There was a fort built at Stony Point and one in Verplanck overlooking the present-day Steamboat Dock and at various times these forts were occupied by both sides in the struggle for American independence.
A ferry service had been running between these two points on the river sence the 1600’s and this crossing (Kings Ferry) became the main crossing point for American and French troops. These troops crossed the river on the way to the battle of Yorktown, Virginia and then back again after that battle was won. After this last crossing in 1782, a large pavilion was built on what is now called Washington Hill (just off Broadway around 13th St). Here, Generals Washington and Rochambeau reviewed the combined force of American and French troops before the French marched to Newport, Rhode Island and sailed for home. There were approx. twelve thousand troops involved in that review.
After the war ended, Verplanck went back to the peace and quiet of a large farm until 1835. At that time, a group of businessmen headed by John Henry, a rope manufacturer from Philadelphia, bought the property from Mr. Verplanck. They planned to construct a city there consisting of many streets and broad avenues which would extend from the Steamboat Dock to present-day Lents Cove in Peekskill.
Nothing came of their plans except for the fact that Verplanck has some of the widest streets and avenues of any small community in the area. However, about that time New York City was experiencing a building boom because of the influx of immigrants from Europe, particularly from Ireland and Germany and in the Verplanck area large deposits of clay were discovered. These clay deposits were needed to manufacture the bricks used in this building boom and brickyards sprung up along the river. This brings us to why our family came to the Verplanck area. As I stated above, most of the immigrants arriving during the 1840’s and 1850’s were German and Irish. The Germans for the most part landed in New York and continued on westward in search of farmlands. The Irish, however, stayed close to the seacoast and were used as laborers in the various industries in the area. The brick manufacturing process was very labor intensive and the businessmen had people at the docks recruiting workers as they came ashore. Many of these Irish immigrants were loaded back on board boats and sent up the river to the brickyards. Thus the arrival of the Murrays, Vaugheys and Boyles in Verplanck.. The Kellys got here a little differently as will be explained in their chapter. So, here we are. The time is the beginning of the 1840’s. The people who will come to make up our family are in Europe and will be leaving shortly on that perilous journey across the Atlantic. They are leaving behind poverty and famine and are hoping for a better life but they are also leaving behind everyone and everything they know, never to see their families and their homeland again. A time of fear, sorrow and hope.
Like most small towns in the U.S. in the 18th and early 19th centuries, Verplanck was pretty much a closed society. Most people lived and worked in the immediate area and stayed to themselves. They had their own stores, bars, churches and places for entertainment and sports, etc. There was St. Patrick’s Catholic Church and two Protestant churches. There were numerous stores and bars and for family outings there was Empire Grove at the foot of 9th St. Empire Grove had a dance pavilion, rides, games and even a place to have your picture taken in your Sunday best. Many of the pictures in this book were taken at Empire Grove. People would get dressed up on Sunday, their only day off work, go to church and then go on down to Empire Grove. Later, after Empire Grove closed, a new park was built at a place called Sunset Park off present day 2nd St. and Broadway. It was a relatively comfortable existence in that everyone knew everyone and people didn’t have to venture into the outside world if they didn’t want to. They felt safe in their familiar surroundings. One of the things that I think was unique about Verplanck (“The Point” as it’s more commonly known) is that a great majority of the people had nicknames. I know that people have nicknames everywhere in the world but they seemed to be more numerous in Verplanck. I don’t know why this was so (and still is to a lesser extent) but I used to get a kick out of listening to the older “Pointers” telling stories about their lives and peppering the stories with these nicknames. One day about thirty years ago I was talking to one of the last of these old-timers, Frank Reilly, and I asked him to do me a favor. I asked him to write down as many nicknames he could think of along with the person’s real name. Frank had been born in the early 1890’s and had lived most of his youth in that closed society in “the Point” and probably knew more of those nicknames than anyone alive at the time of my request. The following is the list he gave me. I look at these nicknames and wonder what the story is behind each one. We’ll never know now but I’ll bet there would be some interesting and funny stories (I tried to put the names in alphabetical order but gave up after Leo Burns and I just listed them as he gave them to me).
Frank (CHERR) Albanese Louis (LOBBY) Albanese Wilfred (EAGLE) Brennan Adam (BRONK) Brennan Raymond(GERMOLLYS) Brennan Thomas(COWEY) Brennan
William (BONE HEAD) Barry John (SONNY) Bleakley
Clarence (BREWERY) Bleakley Albert(ALBIE) Bleakley
Louis (JIGGS) Bleakley Frank (BLACK BIRD) Bleakley
Seward(SQUIRE) Bleakley Seward (MAGOOTS) Bleakley
(MOUSIE) Bleakley Robert (GROUND MOLE) Bleakley
Harold (BUCK) Buchner Leo (POPE) Burns
James (BABY JIM) Dugan Edward (POPPY DADDY) Mackey
Raymond (JIPP) Mackey John (COOGAN) Keon
Michael (BOOG) Condon William(BOOG) Condon
Patrick (BUNK) Burns Clarence (SON) Mackey
Francis (VALLEY) Carey Charles (WHITEY) White
Bernard (SNIKERS) McGuire Bernard (CUMMINS) McGuire
George (DEEDY) McIntyre Francis (GOONEY) McKeever
James (FOGE) Flaherty Edward (FLOATS) Flaherty
Frank (DUFFY) McGuire Charles (OAKLEG) Curran
Clarence (KIPPY) Mackey Joseph (COOG) Keenan
Laurence (PUNCHY) Keefe Emmett (BARON) Keefe
John (BUD) Harkins Edward (BENEDICT) Keon
Andrew (TANDY) Keon James (MULL) Keon
Joseph (JIGGNER) Keon Francis (MICKEY) Keon
Jerry (JERRY OLA) Rynn James (SNAKES) Murray
Edward (BIBBY) O’Brien George (COTTON) Flynn
George (HEINIE) Snyder William (BAY) Burns
William (GIGGY) Gallagher Philip (FLAT ASS) Gallagher
James (JICK) Driscoll Henry (BEEFER) Dahlke
John (DOC) Cook Joseph (LAVERY) Vaughey
Francis (KAISER) Burns Francis (SHELANTE) Krasusky
Edward (GOTTSIE) Krasusky Steve (POLE) Krasusky
William (CHUBBY) Rose Joseph (HAWK) Murray
John (HOM) Burns William (BUD) McGuire
David (GONK) Martin Harry (EARS) Burns
Harry (BUNK) Burns William (ROPE) Mackey
Clarence (STROKE) Mackey Peter (POKER PETE)O’Brien
Philip (GIZ) O’Brien Francis (PERKINS) O’Brien
John (YONKO) Curran William (GOBEL) McGuire
Robert (HALER) McGuire John (TOTTSIE) McGuire
Thomas (PINKEY) Carey Eugene (GENNO) Carey
Michael (BAR) Carey Richard (MUD) Ryan
George (GONZIE) Boyle Bernard (YOCK) Daley
Joseph (BERNDT MULE) McGuire Frank (MAC) McCormack
Patrick (POP) Gurran James (FLOPPY) Hopkins
Anna (RED ACE) Hopkins Ann (BLACK CAT) Smith
James (GUN) O’Brien James(NEEDLE) Cleary
Peter (BIG PETE) O’Brien Peter (POKER PETE) Nolan
Henry (DUTCH) Snyder John (JI MIKE) Brannigan
John (PADDY) Oranduch Mike (COOL CAN) Myers
Nicholas (FOXY) Lenich (SPARKEY) Crawford
Thomas (TUCKER) Crawford Henry (YADDY BOY) Crawford
Baptist (CAULKER) Mitchell John (SONNY) Mitchell
James (SHAD) Kall (HUSKEY) Kall
(LIVERPOOL) Kall Frank (WEBB) Kall
James (PUG)n Mackey John (SNOTTY NOSE) Mackey
Ann (QUEEN ANN) Hickson James (SWIFTY) Ferrey
James (GOOLEY) Farrey Henry (HANK) Murphy
Charles (GOAT) Mackey Owen (GOAT) Mackey
Charles (ISHEY) Minor Vincent (TOD) Vaughey
John (WES) Leverich William (MOCKEY) White
Frank (SLEEP) Zenk John (LEP) Morgan
John (STARCH) Hickey Francie (BAY BOY) King
Joe (DOBBER) Hickey Owen (I I’s) Hickey
William (GUBBY) Martin William (DIAMOND BILL) Rielley
George (YORKEY) Keon John (DIVO) McPartlan
Joe (BUN) Curtis Joe (RED) Stinson
Frank (BEEFER) Dahlke August (GA GA) Weise
Francis (WEASEL) Lent Joe (3 KINKS) Massello
John (BUTCHER) Boyle James (MURRAY THE MASON) Murray
John (CAPTAIN JOHN) Kelly Henry (FOWL) Daley
Henry (HEN) Kelly (SLIM) Daley
John (BROTHER) Keon (HEFFER) Daley
I know there are many more nicknames that people who lived on the Point will be able to think of but I’ll end the list here. Of all the names listed above I only know about Butcher Boyle, Captain John Kelly and Punchy Keefe. I’ll tell about the first two in the Boyle and Kelly chapters but I’d like to tell the story I heard about how Punchy got his name. For most of the time since the 1840’s, the population of Verplanck has been predominantly Catholic and until fairly recently the priest was a very influential person in town. For that reason, most people especially women and children went to confession, mass and communion frequently. Well, the story I heard was that on a Saturday afternoon little Laurence Keefe went up to St. Patrick’s to go to confession. When he got there he found he was early as there was no-one there including the priest! Just then, Larry heard a noise and looking out the door saw a woman approaching. Thinking to play a little prank, he stepped into the confessional in the priest’s booth. The lady went into the booth and started telling her confession. While this was going on who should appear but the priest. Well, you can guess what happened. Larry was discovered, given a good thrashing and sent home to confess to his mother. When she heard the story she exclaimed: “you’re no better than Pontius Pilot”. After that for a short time Laurence was called “Pontius Pilot Keefe” which gradually was shortened to “Punchy”. I don’t know if it’s a true story but it sounds true enough for me.
Another story occurred to me which illustrates how life was in those days when people took care of their own problems without higher authorities getting involved. Mr. Rielly told me this story about a man named Bert Foster (the father of Al and George Foster) who ran a saloon on 6th Street next to the Kelly house. It seems that one day Bert got into some type of altercation with a Mr. Harkens who was known to be a very tough man with a mean temper. When the dust cleared Bert spent a long time in the Hospital or at least in bed convalescing. When he was able, he came back to work in the saloon. One day someone said: “Hey Bert, here come Harkens”. With that, Bert got a baseball bat and stood out of sight next to the front door of the establishment. When Harkens entered Bert exacted his revenge by breaking both of his legs. After that, there was never any problem between Bert and Mr. Harkens.
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