What a wonderful treat! I
truly enjoyed your website on Whitemarsh Hall. I stumbled upon it by accident. I
am Eva Stotesbury's great granddaughter. My mother and my uncle remember their
visits to Whitemarsh Hall. Your pictures with their stories really bring the
place to life. Talk about small world: Eva Stotesbury's oldest son (Oliver E.
Cromwell, Jr) married Katherine Drexel Dahlgren (granddaughter of Joseph W.
Drexel of Drexel & Company). He was a mountaineer and had a mountain peek in the
Canadian Rockies named for him before he quietly retired to Switzerland. I'm so
proud of them all. I hope to visit Whitemarsh Hall this spring.
Karen and Jim (email@example.com)
Old Town Alexandria, Virginia USA - Tuesday Dec 30, 2003 at 5:05PM EST
What a "long strange trip
it's been"... this trip back to the 1960's. As a teen, I lived on Cromwell Road,
and remember fondly the majesty and mystery of the "Estate up the road." In high
school, my then boy friend (now husband of 33 years) and I used to spend hours
exploring the grounds and peering in the windows and I distinctly recall the
fantasy in which I spent those hours. Cinderella's castle had nothing on
Whitemarsh Hall. Today we are both living in that childhood home, sadly with
little more than memories and dreams of the mansion that once was. How lucky we
are to at least have those.... Gerry, your site
is incredibly comprehensive, and going through the photos again was like going
back in time. Thanks for all your hard work.
Cathie (Berg) Randall, STHS class of 1965 (PAWS47@aol.com)
Wyndmoor, PA USA - Sunday Dec 28, 2003 at 6:02PM EST
It was such a surprise to find this site through
I grew up on Paper Mill Road from 1957 to 1972 and, like so many others
have written, spent a great deal of time at "the
mansion". As a youngster I climbed the pine trees and played army. As a teenager
I fell in love walking the grounds and looking for hiding places. I still
remember the men from Penn Salt Chemical playing baseball on the front yard. I
also explored the insides of that incredible structure and climbed to the peak
of the front portico. I could go on and on. Your
photos are quite something! I'm so glad to have them on my computer now. By the
way, I'm still in touch with Ron Shaffer. Do you play the trumpet anymore?
Stephen Berger (firstname.lastname@example.org)
USA - Friday Dec 19, 2003 at 5:05PM EST
Gerry, My name is Kelly
Donoghue. My mom and dad used to search through your
house in the 70s. I still live very close to your old house, every time we
pass it my parents start to tell me a story of what they did in your
house they said it was really, really, big. I can't
believe they knocked it down they could of kept it up,
and people could come in and enjoy your huge house.147
rooms is a lot how did you do it? I am 11 years old.
Kelly Donoghue (email@example.com)
USA - Thursday Dec 18, 2003 at 10:23AM EST
I have long been a
connoisseur of old homes, even restored a few, but when I run across such sad
stories as Whitemarsh Hall’s, I can’t help but think that man keeps claiming to
be the most intelligent of animals yet continuously proves he’s the dumbest.
Such shortsighted thinking! Priceless works of art of the highest caliber
and it’s kicked aside to make room for parking lots and modern day snap-together
tract-mansions. Shame on us!
TJ Bren (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Minnesota USA - Wednesday Dec 10, 2003 at 8:31PM EST
Hey Remember me. This is Patrick Dermidoff. A while back, I gave you some info on Trumbauer's work in Detroit. I have some images of Rose Terrace if you'd like to have. Just tell me what you'd like. I also have pictures of "what remains" of the mansion there are left. There is a picture that is eerily similar to Whitemarsh Hall. I'll attach that right now.
Patrick Dermidoff (email@example.com)
Detroit, MI USA - Friday Dec 5, 2003 at 4:35PM EST
Gerry, Thanks for your
incredible website on a place that has been very special to me since I was about
8 years old. I just recently discovered your website and find it a treat being
so full of information and pictures and because it's great to hear from others
who were so effected by Stotesbury's little "cottage." I grew up on Atwood Road
in the shadow of the mansion and could see it (especially during winter) from my
bedroom window. My family and I were fortunate to have been given a tour of the
entire mansion in about 1963 or '64 (again, I was 8 or 9) by an employee of then
Penn Salt Co. as they were getting ready to leave the premises. I still remember
going into the lowest levels of the place as well as the upper floors. I also
remember going up there in the late '60's, when I was at Enfield Jr High, with
my late friend Conrad Krider where we sat on the north lawn, Conrad with his
baritone horn and I with my trumpet, to play. Much later, when the place was in
pretty bad shape, I was on the second floor looking out a window only to see a
police officer, standing in front of his car, looking right up at me. He
gestured me come out. When I did, he got in his car and left. I then turned
around and went back inside. So much for protecting the premises!
The place always had a deep effect on me and I continued to visit up
until the end (and on rarer occasions, now, I still do). Your website is great
and a fitting tribute to a special place. Thanks.
Paul Anderson (Pander1010@aol.com)
USA - Wednesday Nov 26, 2003 at 11:58PM EST
Dear Gerry - any relation
to Donna Serianni? Anyhow, it was a lovely tour. I
used to live on the block where the gates were to the mansion and grew up
with the view of that hauntingly lovely place. I never had the
opportunity to see it up close except for once when I
was about five. I surely never knew it in it's glory.
How thrilling to see those pictures! And heartrending
too. Its weird, the emotional draw it has - at least for me
anyway. Not seeing that view in the distance anymore is devastating - I
don't know why. You'd think I owned the place! Ironic that the humble gatekeeper's house is still standing and the master's only a memory. Its a tragedy that such a national treasure was left to fate. I haven't lived in Wyndmoor for years. I live in the vicinity of Red Hill now. I'm not sure if you are from the Chestnut Hill area but if you were you may remember the big debate for years over what to do with the place. Anyway, it's been a wonderful and enchanting evening.
E. Keane (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Red Hill, PA USA - Tuesday Nov 25, 2003 at 10:36PM EST
Just sold my home in Spring Mount, and threw out a piece of interior
marble I'd been carting around for 25yrs. On summer
nights, Oreland/UD teens would prove their bravery
exploring Stotesbury [circa '76]. Thanks for memories.
Joe Lavery (Joe.Lavery@BROWNPRT.com)
Lederach, PA USA - Friday Nov 23, 2003 at 4:33PM EST
I remember going and
partying and being overwhelmed at the greatness of the
property. Some how it should have been saved.
That was in the late 1970's.
Scott T Espenshade (email@example.com)
Fort Washington, PA USA - Friday Nov 21, 2003 at 9:21PM EST
Your the man. I love it!
PS When can I come over and play?
Chris O'Brien (firstname.lastname@example.org)
USA - Saturday Nov 15, 2003 at 12:56PM EST
Gerry that is really
cool, thanks for showing me around your pride and joy. Love the photo of you in
your wine cellar - classic stuff! That cellar looks as
though it's a labor of love.
Greg - a.k.a. Tempee (email@example.com)
USA - Saturday Nov 15, 2003 at 12:56PM EST
Its sad that a great
building had to go to waste. As a kid growing up in Mt Airy during the late
60's, I would here stories of this big house in Montgomery County. But it was
years later I finally got to see it. We would travel from the Northeast to hang
out there. Yes we drank beer and ran from the cops, but it was fun.
Gary Ozer (GLOzer@aol.com)
Chicago, IL USA - Veterans' Day, Tuesday Nov 11, 2003 at 9:06PM EST
Right now I am at a loss
of words .... WhiteMarsh
Hall was one of our country's great castles ....
for it to be a memory is devastating.
Michael Karch (Brinmic14@aol.com)
Little Rock, AR USA - Monday Nov 10, 2003 at 10:02PM EST
Dear Sir: Your site
is great. I have long been a fan of Stotesbury Mansion. I wanted to know any
information on Lynnewood Hall. Is there any possibility of getting into it
before something happens to it. I would very much like to photograph the
exterior as well as the interior. I live in Oreland and received the Traumbauer
book last Christmas with many of his works. I have heard that Lynnewood Hall
maybe torn down, so I wanted to see if there was any way I could at least
photograph it. Thanks,
Michael Bonacci (MBona88@aol.com)
Oreland, PA USA - Saturday Nov 8, 2003 at 5:07PM EST
Fiera della Purità
di Carla Marasco
A Soveria Mannelli, durante le ultime due domeniche d’ottobre, da tempo
immemorabile, si festeggia la fiera della Purità. Il nome suscita non poca
curiosità ai più meritando dunque l'approfondimento del suo significato. Purità
c'est a dire purezza d'animo, il termine, così introspettivamente inteso,
potrebbe essere interpretato nel senso di "vivere fuori del peccato". In realtà
il nome della gioiosa festa di paese deriva più semplicemente dal nome di una
madonna chiamata Santa Maria della Purità in onore della quale era stata eretta,
tanto tempo fa, una chiesetta nel cuore del paese. La chiesa fu poi sconsacrata
e distrutta poco dopo la II Guerra mondiale. Ora l'icona raffigurante la Madonna
della Purità, una bella scultura di legno policromo, è esposta nell'ufficio dei
Vigili del Comune. La fiera, tanto attesa, richiama ogni anno tanta gente anche
dei paesi del circondario in queste giornate quasi inspiegabilmente sempre
luminose, splendide e calde, sebbene siamo già in pieno autunno, quasi come se
fosse un dono divino per allietare ed animare i cuori dei suoi abitanti, prima
delle lunghe notti invernali, prima del freddo pungente tipico solo dei paesi di
montagna. Soveria Mannelli, dunque, si affolla di bambini, mamme, vecchi,
giovani che avidamente osservano, scelgono, confrontano e trattano prezzi ed
infine acquistano ogni tipo di mercanzia, oggetti del desiderio esposti in
bellavista sulle coloratissime bancarelle come in un mercato orientale. E
passeggiando per le vie del paese, odoranti del profumo delle grispelle, le
morbide frittelle di patate per chi non lo sapesse, ci caliamo, pian piano,
nell'atmosfera antica di questi bellissimi ma isolati paesini del tempo perduto,
intuendo appena il ruolo di questo “antico e arcaico centro commerciale”
costruito in una sola notte come per magia. Quando cioè le fiere assolvevano a
compiti economicamente assai più rilevanti per l’economia rurale delle piccole
comunità presenti sul territorio montano. Per i venditori ambulanti
l’evento-mercato costituiva una sicura fonte di guadagno, e per gli abitanti dei
paesi più sperduti, l’occasione di, prima dello scoccar del tempo d’inverno,
avere comodità irrinunciabili, quali abiti caldi o arnesi da lavoro, in modo da
affrontare la cattiva stagione in modo più confortevole. Si comprava di tutto,
stoffe calde e colorate, maglioni, coperte e poi zappe lucide e affilate,
coltelli, bracieri, caldaie di rame stagnato, chiavi, tripodi, ma anche carrube,
torroni, caramelle, mostaccioli, mandorle e nocciole, dolciumi odoranti di
zucchero tostato. Alle inevitabili conseguenze sfavorevoli del cattivo tempo,
che rallentava la possibilità di spostamenti, si verificava tuttavia una
perfetta fusione con i ritmi della natura, a cominciare dallo scandire delle
stagioni, il magico silenzio di bianche giornate di neve, l'immensità del cielo
azzurro di giorno e buie notti di stelle. Novità di quest’anno sta in ciò, che,
alla fiera è stata restituita la matrice d’ordine religioso. La riabilitazione
della festa anche in chiave religiosa è avvenuta con una fiaccolata guidata
dalla banda musicale e dai classici botti che hanno accompagnato la sacra icona
fino in chiesa, ove si è celebrata una solenne messa in suo onore. Ancora oggi
vi è l’usanza che i più grandi “ facciano la fiera”, tradizione da intenti che
consiste nel ricevere in dono del denaro, per acquistare qualcosa in fiera,
quasi sempre un gingillo scelto dal nonno da regalare al proprio nipotino. Forse,
dopo tutto, il vero valore della festa, della rottura della quotidianità, è
svelato dall della rottura della quotidianità,olorate, maglioni, coperte e poi
zdoranti di zuccherole.’innocenza, dalla semplicità e dal candore di una
bimbetta che tiene tra le mani un canarino bianco, affettuoso gesto di un nonno
che ha voluto così onorare, anche per quest’anno, come in un arcaico rito, la
fiera della Purità di Soveria.
Un’ultima dritta: si auspica, per il prossimo anno, l’attivazione straordinaria
domenicale del servizio delle Ferrovie della Calabria per collegare Soveria
Mannelli con Catanzaro ed i paesi della linea ferroviaria, sarebbe questa
l’occasione, anche per i catanzaresi, di poter fruire di questo particolare
evento non soltanto economico ma soprattutto culturale.
Carla Marasco (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Soveria Mannelli, Catanzaro, Italy - Wednesday Nov 5, 2003 at 5:30AM EST
Gerry, I didn’t
grow up around Whitemarsh, and I’ve never seen the ruins, but every time I visit
your site (which is all the time) I get really depressed. I first came here
while working on a speech about Louise Cromwell Brooks and Douglas MacArthur,
which I presented up at Rainbow Hill last year. We have many letters in which
Louise talks of going to Whitemarsh, and even some from MacArthur’s
sister-in-law who went to visit at Whitemarsh. The site always affects me
greatly and reminds me of the statue of Ozymandias. The statue stands in the
desert, only the legs and the caption remain on the pedestal. The caption talks
of the conquests of Ozymandias and the great empire he built. The final line
begs the reader to look around in wonder at the great works he has left for the
ages. Only the desert surrounds the statue.
J. Zobel/MacArthur Memorial
James Zobel (email@example.com)
Norfolk, VA USA - Tuesday Nov 4, 2003 at 4:32PM EST
Dear Gerry, I am a
retired teacher who is collaborating with a local historical education curator
and enrichment teacher. The teacher and her class are going to put together a
tour of the historic home they are studying. I am going to tell her about your
wonderful site. the kids will be fascinated, especially with the photo gallery.
The time and research are evident on this site and it will be a great
motivational tool for the kids. Here is my question. Do you or would you come
and speak to the kids about your experience in this project. The school is in
Montgomery County PA. Please let me know.
Linda Walker (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Spring House, PA, USA - Sunday Oct 26, 2003 at 3:11PM EST
Dear Gerry, Thanks for a
wonderful trot down personal history. I grew up on Stotesbury Avenue, just down
the hill and lived there from 1955 through 1968, when I left for high school.
Whitemarsh Hall, which we always knew as the Stotesbury Mansion was like
something out of The Great Gatsby. We walked the grounds, climbed the steps of
the gardens, played there, and climbed into and out of the fountains. A superb
place for hide and seek. We were chased by security officers and sometimes
police, but they were always nice, understanding that it was a place that drew
the curious and the young at heart. The Mansion was always there and we frankly
did not think much about its history. As we get older, we do... Thanks.
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Kurt F. Geisinger, Ph.D. (email@example.com)
Houston, TX, USA - Sunday Oct 15, 2003 at 1:50PM EST
Hi. I'm Lois
Cocchimiglio Baar, sister of Bobbie in Oreland, daughter of Frank and Marian
Cocchimiglio formerly of Chestnut Hill. (We lived on East Hartwell Lane.) I was
looking up our family on Kenny Johnston's website to answer a question that came
up, did a search for Cocchimiglio on the internet and found your family. I
looked at the pictures and saw Frankie and Delores, Joey, and recognized other
faces from my past in Chestnut Hill. You have so many lovely pictures. Well
done. Thanks. That was fun. Contact me if you come our way.
P.S. I have visited Calabria -- Cosenza and the little towns where my grandparents were born. When I went to the cemetery, what a surprise, all the names from my neighborhood were there.
Lois Baar (Baarhome@aol.com)
Oreland PA, USA - Sunday Oct 12, 2003 at 12:03AM EST
I would like to thank
you for your site. After having spent many a day on
the grounds, It was very interesting to be able to share the pictures with my
Zig Ziegler (Suzyqst@aol.com)
Collegeville, PA, USA - Sunday Oct 5, 2003 at 5:41PM EST
Sadly missing my home
state of Pennsylvania, home town of Lafayette Hill (lovely in its day) and
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Ann Scott Cooper (acooper@NRCan.gc.ca)
Ottawa, Ontario Canada - Thursday Oct 2, 2003 at 2:10PM EST
Dean Herrick lived on
Penns Lane somewhere near the mansion. His house was also designed by Horace
Trumbauer, as I recall, a refined mansion among mediocre suburban fare. He
introduced me to Stotesbury, as he called it, sometime after July '79 (We both
had studied at the PA Governors School for the Arts in Lewisburg, PA). I was
from the Lewisburg area, but I visited Dean and his family for a weekend. The
obligatory tour of the mansion commenced, much to my amazement. I shot a bunch
of photos and put them in a special album. I even had a Xeroxed copy of a long
article about the building that I have bragged over since: "Hey, I walked around
in there!" We did get kicked off the premises by some kind of security guard,
but not before I walked her hallways and ravaged gardens. Awesome. "The grass
whithers and the flowers fade, but the word of the Lord will stand forever." Thanks for the great web site!
Tom Becker (TomDartt@aol.com)
Lancaster, PA USA - Tuesday Sept 29, 2003 at 9:52PM EST
Thank you Gerry for
bringing back so many fond memories! May this website
be always valued by those who came of age in the shadow of Whitemarsh Hall. In
addition, for any who might be interested, there are
about 25 exterior photos of the estate that can be
found at the American Memory section of the website of
the Library of Congress. I believe it is
memory.loc.gov. Thanks again gerry!
Bill Reape (firstname.lastname@example.org)
USA - Tuesday Sept 29, 2003 at 9:52 PM EST
I will bookmark it! I'm from Philadelphia Pa but visit NJ mostly Wildwood
NJ. I saw a bird outside my house yesterday. If you know what kind it is, please
send info. It was the size of a sparrow and had light brown back and yellow
(lemon) belly, the whole bird had a yellow tint. I wonder if it was a pet the
flew away. Maybe it will be back outside today but it is going to rain. Write me
back thanks. A little Sunray of Hope :)
sunray 4681 (email@example.com)
Philadelphia, PA USA - Tuesday Sept 23, 2003 at 7:16 EST
Dear Gerry, In
conversation with a friend this morning, the topic of the Stotesbury's
"Wingwood" estate, and the grandeur of Mrs. Stotesbury's extravagant
entertaining, came up, together with how wealthy they must have been. I said I
thought, in the end, Mrs. Stotesbury had died nearly penniless in a hotel in D.
C. or Baltimore. I was trying to verify that statement when I happened upon your
site, which I enjoyed very much. I am a lifelong resident of Bar Harbor, Maine,
and remember the Stotesbury Estate " very well. As you probably know, "Wingwood"
survived the great fire of 1947 on Mt. Desert Island, but was demolished in the
'50's to make way for building a terminal and docking facilities for the "M.
V. Bluenose" - an international ferry running
between Bar Harbor, Maine, and Yarmouth, Nova Scotia. Prior to its demolition a
huge public sale of whatever was left in the house was held. I think about
everyone in town went to the sale, not necessarily to buy something, but more to
have a look inside. It was beautiful. The entry hall/foyer with its sweeping
stairway was magnificent. The gold bathroom fixtures seemed more gaudy than
pretty to me. But my fondest memory of the house was on a top floor where an
approximately 3' X 3' raised platform, two steps up, had been built in by a
window at each end of the building overlooking the driveway - this was where
armed guards sat 24/7 to protect the property and its inhabitants.
Dorothy Coffin (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Bar Harbor, ME USA - Wednesday Sept 3, 2003 at 15:52 EST
Hi Gerry, I just spent
the entire evening revisiting my childhood through your wonderful website and
its excellent information on the Stotesbury estate. I grew up on Patton Road,
lived there from 1952 to 1970, and "the mansion" figured prominently all those
years, yet I knew nearly nothing about its history. I remember so many days
spent exploring the grounds (and later inside) with the neighborhood gang, Timmy
Peck, Joanie and Jeffrey Heinsheimer, the Arons, the Miller kids, Reuben
Gosfield and more. I left long before the demolition; I had heard about it, but
reading the newspaper stories you posted and seeing the pictures was
devastating. To this day, the smell of old limestone takes me right back to that
magnificent place that was our own private wonderland. I have lived in five
states since then and have always looked to duplicate that great growing up
location for my children, but how could I? I wonder if anyone else remembers an
area on the grounds that we used to call the "Rocky Mountains," a bunch of huge
boulders piled up that had lots of crevices and hiding places. We used to play
cowboys and Indians there. I also recall another large house in the woods behind
Hull Drive, also abandoned. I think it was called the Lee estate. Thanks so much
for this wonderful resource!
Jean Neutson Dunn, STHS Class of 68 (email@example.com)
Southbury, CT USA - Saturday August 23, 2003 at 21:16 EST
Gerry, I recently
visited the Racquet Club of Philadelphia for the first time with a friend for
lunch. Trumbauer's firm did the architectural plans on the Racquet Club and I
can see similarities in the grandness of the rooms of both Whitemarsh and the
Racquet Club. Stotesbury was a past president of the Racquet Club and their are
several pictures of Whitemarsh Hall lining different rooms and hallways. Other
mansion pictures include Androlosa, Robert Montgomery's mansion in Villanova and
the Castle now part of Arcadia University. The minute I saw the pictures on the
wall I realized it was Whitemarsh Hall from your website. Good job. Any news on
the condition/ownership of Lynnewood Hall. Last time I looked at it some Korean
Church of God sign was at the entrance. Awesome job.
Alex Phillips (Alex1980s@aol.com)
Philadelphia (East Falls) PA USA - Saturday August 16, 2003 at 00:48 EST
Gerry: Thank you for a
splendid overview of a subject that has fascinated me since I first heard of it
from a cousin who attended The College of Chestnut Hill. I know she and her
friends were often through the "ruins" back then, 1972-1976. I happended upon
Twilight of Splendor years ago and my copy is well worn. When I saw the price of
a copy on half.com, I almost choked. Sadest of all is to see the modern deck
bedecked atrocities perched upon the remnants of the descent from the parterre
to the garden. It's almost cruel to see these vestiges, knowing what once was
there. To have left the portico's columns is heartbreaking, too, like a tease,
so out of context seeing those modern homes dotting the landscape around them.
When they razed Pennsylvania Station in my hometown, someone editorialized, and
I'm not sure this is the exact quote, "We will be judged not by the monuments we
have built, but those we have destroyed." New York's shame is still resounding.
Philadelphia's must also, for to have let such splendid architecture and
landscaping disappear, is nothing less than criminal. I always meant to see what
remained of the estate someday, now I don't have to. I couldn't bear to see Eva
and Ned's portico so reduced in the current setting, disgracing the graciousness
that built and enjoyed it, however briefly.
Bob Blake (Ursahibernia@aol.com)
USA - Friday August 15, 2003 at 15:00 EST
What a great web site.
We grew up on Hull Drive, and lived there from the early fifties until we left
for college in 1965. Accordingly, we can recall many happy hours spent wandering
through the grounds and the building. We can even remember when Pennsalt was
there. We had heard that at some point, the entire estate was offered for free
to Springfield Township (probably in the fifties) but that the township turned
the offer down. Too bad they were so stupid and shortsighted if this story is
true. If you grew up there too, perhaps we met in passing at assorted
Springfield township schools. In any event, we think we know who Ruth Moss is.
Charles Kesser (formerly 8407 Hull Drive) (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Nantucket MA USA - Thursday August 14, 2003 at 19:41 EST
Thank You very much
for this rich and well done site! It's very usefull indeed for those who are
interested in architecture of historicism. But it was
a shock too: when I first visited the site, it was my sudden aim to visit this
fine castle at my next (and first) stay at USA. But then I saw the demolition -
it's incredible! What a barbarous act! In Baden (Austria) the Weilburg-Castle
and in Berlin the Hohenzollern-Castle were demolited by war. Whitemarsh's
demolitionars did'nt need a war. Best regards from
Dr.-Ing. Marcus Steierwald (email@example.com)
Stuttgart, Germany - Friday August 8, 2003 at 6:20 EST
Hi Gerry I am sure you don't know me but my name is Gregory McCloskey, I attended grade school at Seven Dolors and high school at Springfield I was a friend of Dick Serianni in grade and high school. I am writing to tell you that we used your link on my web site.
I hope you take some
time to visit this
The tour of the mansion was a great idea and have told people about this link.
Thanks for your time and if you ever need me to help with anything please let me
know. I am a member of the Springfield Alumni Association and you can reach me
Thanks again for your time.
Greg McCloskey (firstname.lastname@example.org)
USA - Wednesday August 6, 2003 at 8:17 EST
When I was in Junior (Hillcrest & Enfield) and Senior High School we (a group of friends from Flourtown, Oreland, and Wyndmoor) would often play football on the central grass area in the gardens. We would had two traditional `bowl' games each year, The Turkey Bowl (for Thanksgiving) and The Snow Bowl (for the first day of snowfall) It was quite a good time, although we had to cautious to avoid a short 3" dia cutoff pipe that stuck up about 2" in the `end zone' side nearer the mansion. The other portions of my previous message were more of a `background' nature for you. Thought's you'd like to see this picture taken at sunset in March 1965 of the front portico.
Again, you've put together quite a great tribute to an important part of the
history of Springfield Township!
Dave Keeler (email@example.com)
USA - Wednesday July 30, 2003 at 2:25 EST
Dear Gerry – I so
enjoyed this site, so grateful to find it. I grew up in Springfield Township,
went to high school there. I was very familiar with the Stotesbury mansion and
grounds, and walked there often while it was closed. Earlier, my aunt worked
there for Pennsalt, and I spent the early evening of my junior prom walking
around the grounds with my date, whom I think lived nearby. We both appreciated
the building and grounds so much. You have really answered so many questions
about the property, but the saddest question of all is -- how could they have
razed this lovely piece of architecture, and ruined its gardens? The community
was graced by its presence in all ways. Thank you so much for your work on it. I
don’t know if I could stand to see the property in its present state.
Linda Crowley Horger (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Washington, DC USA - Friday July 25, 2003 at 16:33 EST
I have just spent the entire evening revisiting my childhood via your
wonderful website and its information on the Stotesbury estate. I grew up on
Patton Road from 1952 to 1970, and "the mansion" figured prominently all that
time, but I never realized how little I knew of its history. I recall so many
lazy summer days spent exploring the grounds (and later inside) with the
neighborhood gang, Timmy Peck, Joanie and Jeffrey Heinsheimer, Reuben Gosfield,
the Arons, the Miller kids. It was our own private wonderland. What a terrific
place to grow up! I've lived in 5 states since then and have always tried to
duplicate that existence for my children, but have never come close. I moved far
away from Wyndmoor 10 years before the demolition. I had heard about it, but
reading the newspaper accounts on your website and seeing the photos was
devastating. My memories are of an abandoned building, but mostly intact. I'm
wondering if anyone remembers an area on the grounds that we kids used to call
the "rocky mountains." There were piles of huge boulders with lots of little
caves and crevices for hiding places. We used to play cowboys and indians there.
Thanks for the memories
Jean Neutson Dunn, STHS Class of 68 (JEAND05@aol.com)
Southbury, CT USA - Wednesday, July 23, 2003 at 00:13 EST
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Mary Gaeta (MARY_GAETA@YAHOO.COM.MX)
Mexico - Saturday, July 19, 2003 at 4:02 EST
Hello Gerry: A member
of my website, knowing I was from Philadelphia, sent me a link to your site. My
God, the memories! Here is what I wrote to him:
Do I remember it? Hell yeah. I played in the old place when I was a kid. Abandoned and run down, but still grand. I grew up about a mile and a half from the old Stotesbury mansion. One of my best friends lived in the new houses on Stotesbury Ave. We often went over there to play. Got chased by the cops more than once. When my Dad was a did he worked for a hardware store in Chestnut Hill and made regular deliveries to Stotesbury. If you look at the detail map on the site, you'll see Stotesbury Ave. I lived on Church Road 1/10th mile west of Paper Mill. Attended Hillcrest Jr. High near Stenton and Paper Mill, Enfield Jr. High and Springfield High at Paper Mill and 309. Left in 1969. Trumbauer, of course, designed some of Philadelphia's greatest architecture. The loss of the Stotesbury Estate was a great tragedy. Chestnut Hill overall today is better than ever. That's because nothing changes. Philadelphians revere and treasure the past. It's what makes the place so parochial and so special. Chestnut Hill is still one of the greatest places I have ever been. My Dad is from there. My mother is from 20th and Green. I will go back to Philly, to make my home there again some day. I miss it every single day.
Lee Adler (email@example.com)
USA - Sunday July 13, 2003 at 11:18 EST
I loved the pictures
of Kings Canyon. My stepmother's brother in law had a cabin at the park and we
spent many summers there when I was a child. It was beautiful and so much fun
for me, my sister and two cousins, Michael and Steven. We hiked up to the
Rangers Station and attended church or movies in the outdoor theater. There was
a meadow across the street from my uncle's cabin and it was a gorgeous site to
sit on the porch of the cabin and look at the meadow early in the morning.
Someday I hope to take my children and grandchildren there - we live
almost 1500 miles from there so it is not a trip we can make on short notice.
Anyway, the pictures brought back fond memories. Thank you for sharing
USA - Saturday July 12, 2003 at 13:34 EST
Dear Gerry: I feel
like I lost a friend when I look at the pictures. I had never seen inside, but
in the 60's and 70's my daughter and I would drive up as close as we could, to
the barriers and look at the beautiful building. You could also see it from
Bethlehem Pike, it was so grand. What a pity. Now my
son and his wife live on the grounds, in fact the fountain on the circle is
right in front of their house and the beautiful stone fence (for want of a
better word) goes across the front of their property. (Claridge Rd.) Also one of
the large statures is at the house next to them. I know there was also another
estate called Phil Ellena that was at Germantown and Carpenter Lane, that ran
all the way to the Wissahickon Creek, and they were related in some way to the
Stotesburys. That too was torn down, but much earlier, I think around the 20's.
Thank you for all your work.
Pat Lewis (Giraffes11@aol.com)
Philadelphia, PA USA - Saturday, July 12, 2003 at 12:06 EST
My name is Anthony
Marasco. The family tree is great, I know you put a lot of hours, and hard work
in. I have to tell the rest of the family about it. My father lived at Seventh &
Vine, moved to Trenton, NJ early 1900? Keep up the great work.
Anthony Marasco (Afm19299@aol.com)
Robbinsville, NJ USA - Tuesday, July 8, 2003 at 19:15 EST
What a fabulous
website!! I grew up in Flourtown in the 50.s and 60's. All through High School
many of my friends used to "visit" the old mansion. I guess I was to chicken to
go!! My husband from Oreland was there often and
described the underground floors under water. Somehow when I was a child, I had
no knowledge of this place but prior to the destruction of the great house...we
went through on a cold rainy day. I will never forget the wind blowing through
the great hall and the size of the main staircase. It was eerie yet very easy to
imagine how it once was. We stood on the roof that day after passing 100(?) tiny
servants rooms on the top floor. We could see all over Erdenheim and Flourtown.
When my son was in 7th grade I took him there for an architecture project. The
pillars that still stand give you a very eerie feeling.
Thank you for a lovely website!!
Christine Sullivan Pisarcik (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Blue Bell, PA USA - Monday, July 7, 2003 at 21:05 EST
interesting site. my
husbands family, spallone was originally from san bartolomeo in galdo and the
name leonard is a traditional one in use. we know little about the spallone name
and origin beyond that. your site is a beautiful tribute.
Cathy O'Neill Spallone (COrides@aol.com)
USA - Monday, July 7, 2003 at 18:26 EST
I grew up in Chestnut
Hill off of Willow Grove Avenue on Seminole. I remember sneaking over to the
grounds of Stotesbury's Whitemarsh Hall when I was a kid. Of course it was
forbidden to do, but as boys do, we went anyway. I remember riding my bike over
there and was overwhelmed by the size of this great building. We went in, but
found the house much in the repair of the 1978 pictures even back in the early
1970s. What happened to this great place to leave it in such repair is a shame.
The cost of the property and such must of have emense by today's standards. But
even though this place had a certain creapiness to it, it always seemed romantic
to me for some reason. So many of my friends have pictures of girlfriends and
boyfriends taken on those grounds I am sure. Always fond memories to me. Regards.
Ned Gilchrist (email@example.com)
USA - Saturday, June 21, 2003 at 11:04 EST
I am interested to
know if there was anything such as stones, steps, etc. that were reclaimed from
Whitemarsh Hall, where they might be and if any could be purchased? Please e
mail me at:
USA - Friday, June 20, 2003 at 21:19 EST
Hi! I am
always searching on the internet for websites exactly like yours and your
website is by far the best I've ever seen! The photos are amazing and all the
details and history to the mansion is just awesome! Like everyone else says in
your guest book, it's a shame that the place was demolished because history is
so important. How are we supposed to teach our kids and their kids history if
everything is being torn down? There have been many famous mansions restored
over the years such as the Vanderbilt mansions, the Lemp Brewery mansion,
etc..... This could have been an amazing place to
visit but unfortunately, that's no longer possible but
thanks to people like you, you're keeping the memory of the place alive! Keep up
the good work and I hope to see more websites like yours!
Billie-Jo Rich (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Swan Lake, NY USA - Friday, June 20, 2003 at 16:02 EST
I was in
Spring Garden College in 1978 when I first heard about the mansion. After many
trips of looking for it during lunch and after school we finally stumbled across
it. I, like you was blown away by the beauty that still remained. I was inside
the building before it was torn down and I was in the exact room you
photographed in 1979, the grand ballroom. You could
sense how magnificent the place must have been and how beautiful it was back in
the day. It truly was inspiring and I only wish I could have seen it when it was
built. It must have taken your breath away. Even after the fires were set and
the place was left alone all those years, it's beauty still remained.
I will never forget it and still drive by to see what's left. I recently took my kid's by there about a month ago so they could see what I used to tell them. They too were surprised at how big the pieces are that are still standing and how much ground it once stood on. Thanks to you and your web site, they got to see it in it's prime and before it came down in 1980.I'm glad I got to see it too. Thanks again and keep the pictures posted so others can see them as well.
Northeast Philly, PA USA - Friday, June 13, 2003 at 11:45 EST
delighted to see such a wonderful website about such a gorgeous home. I live in
the * area, just moving from Douglassville, where we
too had a mansion that was taken. The difference was, this home was still
inhabited, it was apartments at that time and it was called Roselawn. I secretly
entered the home one day when the door was left ajar by a tenant. I was only
able to take pictures of the entry hall, but could just imagine the rest of the
house was as beautiful. I believe it was built in the 1800's and I was
devastated to watch the home come down, but Amity township was more interested
in another gas station (wawa) and another bank. I guess instead of allowing my
children's children to see the structures that embody the history of our towns
and the people who built them, we'll just make sure that they'll be able to get
gas and tap mac every half a mile. Am I angry? maybe, but its more that i feel
sad that we have sacrificed many of our towns historical structures for
convenience stores (that more times than not go out of business) and large
cookie cutter housing developments. Again, I praise you for a wonderful website
and sharing such good memories.
Amy Goodenough (email@example.com)
Royersford, PA USA - Tuesday, June 12, 2003 at 14:32 EST
I went to
LaSalle High and had a friend (Frank Short) who dated DeDe O'Brien-her family
lived in the Gatehouse (late 60's) and we and her sister, Robin, used to sneak
around the grounds-it was owned by Temple University then, I think...it really
brings back memories-I used Robin's Ford Maverick to pass my driving test and
was 16, so we must be talking 1969-even though the place was in disrepair, it
still was magnificent-we explored the basements to the roof and I remember
avoiding the police who were constantly checking on the place-this is a great
site and will preserve the images and memories for many-thank you
USA - Tuesday, June 10, 2003 at 1:51 EST
Gerry, Great site! Having grown up in Springfield
Township, I was among the youths who would sneek up to "Stotesbury" and explore
while in high school, only to be chased away. I joined the Wyndmoor Hose Co. in
1976 and had the opportunity to explore close-up as for a few years we used the
mansion as a fire training facility. What a place, what memories. It was sad to
see it go, but its local legend seems to live on. By
the way, I believe the pool table from the mansion is still in use at the
Wyndmoor Hose Co and they also have some pictures of training exercises there.
Again, great site, thanks.
Fred J. Hoffman
Chefs on the Run @ Highpoint
If I may ask a question of your visitors? Has anyone
heard of a Stotesbury Foundation??
Peter Stotesbury (firstname.lastname@example.org)
USA - Sunday May 25, 2003 at 5:50 EST
stumbled on this web site .. Living here in Europe I am in wonder of how
buildings manage to stay here and how they disappear so quickly in the US.
We have lost far more than Europe ever lost in all the European Wars
Andy Wilkins (Harry_Wilkins@eu.odedodea.edu)
Bamberg, Germany - Thursday, May 22, 2003 at 5:46 EST
I'm Paul Sirianni. I was born in Kane Pennsylvania on June 20,
1957 and we could be related. I still live in Kane, Pennsylvania and I
own and operate Sirianni Bros. Jewelers (www.siriannijewelers.com), a small
business started by my father Louis J. Sirianni and his brother Joseph F. in
1947, after the war. I have 4 brothers- Joe, Frank,
Mike and Jerry. Two sisters, Maria and Sue.
Here is what I know about my family:
Born Jan. 2, 1884 - Soveria Mannelli
Died March 5, 1967 - Kane, PA.
He had 2 brothers - Petro who died at a young age in some kind of accident. He never married and is buried in St. Callistus Cemetary in Kane, PA.. Another brother Michael who was born between 1884 - 1890 in Soveria Manella. He died in his 70's.
He lived in Lake Elsinore, CA. and was survived by 2 children Fred who is deceased and Josephine who lives in San Diego.
My Grandmother was:
Born Sept. 17 1885 - Soveria Mannelli
Died June 26 1981 - Kane, PA.
She and my grandfather were married on March 10, 1905.
She had one brother Ferdiand or Joseph (she couldn't remember) Calliguri and one sister Assunta who had one son. Her bother also died as a young man. She was related to Theresa (Calliguri) Grandinetti and Mayor Caligurri from around Pittsburgh.
My grandparents had 6 children.
Peter born 1907 - lives in Kane, PA
Frank born 1908 - died 1982
Anthony born 1910 - died 1990
Louis born 1913 - died 1983 (my father, who married Frances Nicolazzo my mother who is still living)
Rose born 1916 - died 1962
Joseph born 1924 - died 2001 in Kane,Pa.
Paul Sirianni (email@example.com)
Kane, PA USA - Tuesday, May 6, 2003 at 11:34 EST
for this wonderful site. I really enjoyed it and was very saddened that it is no
Jennifer Patterson (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Dallas, TX USA - Thursday, April 24, 2003 at 18:34 EST
stumbled across the Whitemarsh Hall website and couldn't have been
more delighted. Perhaps "delight" isn't right, because it's so very
sad. I lived in Philadelphia from 1970 to 1986, and read "Twilight of
Splendor" when it came out. After some searching, I discovered
Whitemarsh Hall, probably about 1977. Some friends and I just drove
right up and wandered through. There were probably a dozen others
roaming around. Shortly before I moved back home (to Boulder,
Colorado), I borrowed a friend's car and drove up to see the new
"development." I remember seeing the columns standing alone, and
wondering how this could have happened.
William E. Arndt (email@example.com)
Boulder, CO USA - Monday, April 21, 2003 at 13:58 EST
is Ana, I am 12 and I live in wyndmor. My friend April
lives in the estastes. I never had saw or heared about the mansion until 3 years
ago. Immedently I wanted to find out more. When I came across your site I was
dumbfounded! Shocked that all this history in this little town. Even when I
herad about white city (hillcrest pond) I was amazed. I wish they would of never
knocked down the manison. I mean so much history lost! I could of became a
museum. I love looking at the remains of it. I wish I could go back in time and
live in the 1900's. Or even in the 70's so I could explore the real house!
Thanks for the site, I really think someone should have a rembrance party at a
park and let every one know this history. Also if anyonwe has anymore pictures
of whitemarsh hall or white city send them to me!! Was springfield ever part of
whitemarsh becuse everything is named whitemarsh. If
anyone has information on White city e-mail me. Ans if anyone had pictures of
any part of old springfeild e-mail. Thanks for everything!!!!!!!!:>
Ana Maria (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Wyndmoor, PA USA - Friday, April 18, 2003 at 15:32 EST
page on the above is absolutely excellent. It is by far the single best web page
i have seen on a grand estate and its history. Where did you find these photos?
You cover it all; photos, architect, history, etc. The layout and design is very
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Peter Wolf (email@example.com)
USA - Thursday, April 17, 2003 at 14:13 EST
Gerry, What a great website. It took the death of a
childhood friend to lead my brother to discover this site. This brings back
fantastic memories of my childhood. Most Springfield residents found the courage
to evade the police and explore the mansion as children. I remember diving into
the 4 foot high weeds on the front lawn to escape discovery by the police. I
remember great rooms and marble fireplaces. Underground vaults and water
fountains also. Despite spending many hours wandering the mansion, you'd always
hear about a secret room someone else had found which you hadn't. The mansion
will always be a part of my life.
Fred Shapiro, Springfield High School '77 (FShapiro@aol.com)
Fairfax, VA USA - Thursday, April 10, 2003 at 7:36 EST
WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A friend of mine
stumbled upon your website and immediately sent me the url. Fantastic photos. As
I paged through your photos I can remember being in those very location. Almost
as if I took the pictures myself. My friends and I explored the mansion in and
around 1979. We were from Abington and would set out for Stotesbury in the
summer months. We would set out for Stotesbury at night. We would all cram into
my old Fairlane 500 and drive down one of those old roads that led onto the
grounds. We would tumble out of my car, climb over the big tree that was placed
across the old road, and get scared silly exploring that old treasure chest. I
can almost smell the wet grass and other vegetation right now.
USA - Wednesday, April 2, 2003 at 20:01 EST
During the mid-1970s my best friend and I were introduced to Whitemarsh Hall by
our boyfriends from LaSalle HS.
were all overwhelmed by the grandeur and beauty of the place that was still
evident in spite of the vandalism and neglect that had taken over.
Many happy hours were spent exploring the house and grounds.
Once we found a wall safe and were disappointed to find it empty (!). Our
greatest fantasy was to someday be able to pool our money, buy the mansion,
restore it and live happily ever after there.
demolition of the estate was so sad for me - it ended our dream, however
an adult, I find it sadder still that we, as a society, did not value this
magnificent estate enough to preserve it.
Fortunately, I have photos of my own that are very similar to those you posted
on the website.
They bring back many happy memories.
Thank you for sharing yours.
Karen Phipps (Kapp76@aol.com)
Glenmoore, PA USA - Saturday, March 29, 2003 at 1:13 EST
your great web site while looking for my old friend Jane Tandy Guthrie. I lived
at 8622 Cheltenham Ave. Our home was on Caroline Drive, and my older brother
Barry and I would walk through the woods behind our house and be at the rear of
the Stotesbury estate. My brother went to Springfield High. I can't wait to tell
him about this web site. The Guthries lived in the big house at the top of the
hill the back of which faced Caroline drive. Thanks again for a terrific web
Susan (Straus) Roberts (RSUSAN917@aol.com)
Vero Beach, FL USA - Wednesday, March 12, 2003 at 16:54 EST
from john serianni
john serianni (firstname.lastname@example.org)
rochester hills, mi USA - Saturday, March 8, 2003 at 19:17 EST
site. I grew up on Stotesbury Road. We moved in December 1969. My parents still
live there. It is great to learn about the history of the neighborhood I grew
up in. I will never forget going into the mansion as it looked like a haunted
house. I remember being afraid to go look at the mansion for fear of being
caught by the police as well as the demolition.
Adam Simmens SHS class of 1984 (Simmensesq@aol.com)
USA - Saturday, March 8, 2003 at 8:50 EST
I was seeking information on a boat we have for sale (we are a boat broker in Seattle), and found out thru the Mystic Seaport what her original name was, then stumbled across this site, to discover the yacht Nedeva. She is at our docks, more or less the same lines, ready for a restoration. Your site has 1 picture of the Nedeva, perhaps you have more. She is now named the "Shorleave" and her previous names were Medina, Legil, Sonomis, Annmarbea, Princess and finally Nedeva. She has had 7-8 owners, all changing her name. She has been owned and operated for 30 years here in the Northwest and Alaska. I have known her in her better days. Her correct length is 77', 76' at waterline, 15.7 beam and 6'11' deep. Our web site has current pictures of her at our dock. We estimate the restoration to her glory days to cost 1 million USD. Now everything is old and tired, however not too late for a refit. We have just completed last year the restoration of a 58' Garden classic, and I estimate the costs to restore the Nedeva in the neighborhood of 1 Million dollars, really not too bad. I was aboard her yesterday with a shipwright to evaluate.
Seattle, WA USA - Thursday, March 6, 2003 at 12:06 EST
been a long time that i visit your site. It has grown to a world class site.
Jim Meranti (Mauraqha@aol.com)
Pennsville, NJ USA - Tuesday, March 4, 2003 at 23:30 EST
My name is Gail and I live in new south wales, australia. I have recently
been researching my family tree (and I am descended from Ephraim and Ann Easter
Stutchbury). Through the course of my research I came
across this site, and I saw the pictures of the mansion I can't believe that in
the U.S. a country that I thought was proud of its heritage should let such a
sad thing happen to such a truly beautiful mansion. In australia developers seem
to take great delight in destroying our heritage (which is a real shame).
Anyway, i love your website, keep up the work.
Gail Hambridge (email@example.com)
Warilla, NSW, Australia - Sunday, March 2, 2003 at 3:37 EST
family used to live in the Stotesbury townhouses. A wonderful web site!
The site allowed us to identify all of the ruins we explored near our
home. What a wonderful opportunity it is to learn
about the history.
mindy silver (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Fort Washington, PA USA - Monday, February 17, 2003 at 9:29 EST
your site and I visit the remains often.I spread the word and only wish that
there were something I could do to help preserve and restore Lynnewood Hall.
Thank you for your hard work and for keeping Whitemarsh Hall alive.
USA - Saturday, February 15, 2003 at 15:38 EST
I really enjoyed your site. I am interested in old homes, especially ruins. I live in the Detroit area and we have many, many, many mansion ruins. If you want to find out more about Eva Stotesbury, read the book called Dodge Dynasty. It tells about the close relationship Eva had with Anna Dodge, of Doge Motor Company fame. Anna Dodge copied Eva's every move, including architecture. In the late 20's, Anna, whose husband died and left her with $50 million dollars, built a copy of Whitemarsh Hall. It was named "Rose Terrace." It looks exactly like Whitemarsh, but a tad smaller and the grounds were not as big. It was on Lake St. Clair, in the city of Grosse Pointe, Michigan. She too, hired Trumbauer too work on it, and ironically, it was his last residential design. He called "Rose Terrace" his crowning achievement. Anna Dodge also bought a huge mansion in Palm Beach called Playa Reinte. It absolutely huge in every aspect. The grand home on Jefferson Avenue was torn down and a subdivision was built over it. The grand "entryway" still remains along with the fence. Either Christies or Sothebys held the auction of the estate and to this day, it is considered their greatest estate sale. Eva's son Jim Cromwell married Anna's daughter. Jim Cromwell helped put together the sale of the Dodge Motor Company and JP Morgan wanted it, but Walter P. Chrysler made the deal. If one drives down Jefferson Avenue today, only one mansion remains and that is the Edsel Ford Tudor home.
There are other that are still standing and open for
I really, really liked the site a lot. It is quite difficult to view the remains
of the great homes in Detroit because they are either in the ghetto, torn down,
or blended into new subdivisions. But the fences and gates to many were never
taken down even when the homes were.
The grandest home may not have even been Rose Terrace. John Doge, brother of
Horace actually built a huge Tudor mansion just north of Rose Terrace and he
died before it was completed. It stood vacant for 20 years. It was built by
Scottish stone cutters who had worked on Carnegie's Skibo Castle. He actually
had a huge peninsula carved into lake St. Clair for his yacht. Just some info
you may have wanted.
Patrick Dermidoff (email@example.com)
Detroit, MI USA - Wednesday, February 12, 2003 at 19:46 EST
nombre es Daniel Marasco y visitando la pagina de casualidad encontre que mi
apellido se encontraba por ahi,no se si en alguna medida seamos parientes, pero
la página esta muy buena y muy buena la recopilacion genealogica de la familia.
desde Uruguay de Daniel Marasco.
Daniel Marasco (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Uruguay - Saturday, February 8, 2003 at 16:03 EST
Gerry, I just
revisited the Stotesbury section of your web site after nearly two years. The
additions and updates are fantastic! This is great. I see your guest book has
become a register of Whitemarsh Hall fanatics and I see a few names I know too.
Keep up the great work!
Jarrettown, PA USA - Tuesday, January 28, 2003 at 19:21 EST
I am overwhelmed with your research on Whitemarsh Hall.
Forgot to tell you, I had visited the site last year when I visited my son.
Stephen M. Skura (SSkura5776@cs.com)
Rochester, NY USA - Saturday, January 25, 2003 at 12:02 EST
Please accept my
thanks for the wonderful work on Stotesberry Mansion. It brought back some
Tony Mazzullo (NGMAZ@aol.com)
Tampa, FL USA - Sunday, January 19, 2003 at 10:25 EST
Gerry, I enjoyed your web site. I have the same photo of the Sirianni
Supermarket from my trip to Soveria Mannelli a little over a year ago. My
grandfather Giuseppe Sirianni emigrated around 1896 from Soveria Mannelli and
settled in Kane Pennsylvania. Although we did not find any relatives in Soveria,
but not being able to speak the language did not help us much. I was able to
gain access to all the documents in the town hall and photograph my grandfather
and grandmothers birth and marriage document. I'm still researching, but very
much enjoyed looking at your work.
Mike Sirianni (email@example.com)
Penfield, NY - Monday, January 13, 2003 at 21:54 EST
Il tuo sito è
bellissimo. Mi chiamo Maria Grazia Sirianni ed abito a
Gaeta (Latina) - Italia. I miei genitori sono nati a
Soveria Mannelli (Catanzaro). Ho una cugina di mia
madre che abita a Philadelphia. A presto. Maria Grazia.
Maria Grazia Sirianni (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Gaeta, Latina, Italy - Friday, January 10, 2003 at 17:49 EST
This website is truly amazing. I haven't even gone through the whole site
as yet. There is so much to look at and see and read. I was reading some of the
entries of guests and recognize quite a few. I was born in Chestnut Hill and
moved to Wyndmoor when I was five. I lived on Southampton Ave. near the corner
of Traymore. I went to Seven Dolors and Bishop McDevitt H.
S. and graduated in "71". My parents still live there and I didn't go
far, I got married and now live in Oreland. I can't tell you how many times as
kids we walked to Stotesbury to play on the grounds. When we were kids we used
to go and play hide and go seek. There were great places to hide. We would go
inside and just be in awe as to the splendor of it all. I remember the marble
staircases and the ballrooms. We would pretend that we were having a party and
pretend to have beautiful dresses on and walk down that beautiful staircase. We
found doors underground and one time we ended up outside. We would run around
all the statues and just sit in the grand back yard and just look at the mansion
and think of what it was like to live there. I have to admit that we had some
beer parties there also. I always remember driving on Willow Grove Ave. and
looking down the street at the gate house and seeing Stotesbury in the distance.
We would talk about it all the time and tell people about it. I never took
anything from there but wrote my name somewhere on the wall. It was so sad when
they tore it down. It couldn't be saved. It should have been saved. I have shown
my son all the statues and pillars and whatever else I can find that remains. I
have e-mailed other friends and have given them the website so that they can
enjoy it too. Thanks so much for doing this. It must have been a lot of hard
Theresa Integlia Krauth (email@example.com) or (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Oreland, PA USA - Tuesday, January 7, 2003 at 14:00 EST
We enjoyed your site
and learned much more information about the Stotesburys' I remember visiting El
Mirasol in the early 50s' with my aunt Marie
Stotesbury. There was a gardner still there but the house was in great disrepair
and was torn down soon after. There are estate homes there now and one has part
of the gazebo still standing. The pictures you took in 79 are so sad. Such
beauty lost. We will visit the site again. Thank you.
Richard and Mary Sue Stokesbury (email@example.com)
Palm Beach Gardens, FL USA - Monday, January 6, 2003 at 20:49 EST
Great site!!!! I grew up living on Stotesbury
Ave. from 1965-75....This brings back great memories,
of sneaking up the hill past Cromwell Ave to (hide
from the cops) and wander around the amazing property of the estate...inside and
out...Sometimes even giving my own tours to people wandering the property....We
even played football every Sunday at the rear fountain. When I left all I had
was the great memories and they were brought back with your great pictures...I
even still have some of the blueprints I found while wandering the property,
etc. THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES
Steve Cohen (Tut3855@aol.com)
Ft. Lauderdale, FL USA - Wednesday, January 1, 2003 at 22:09 EST