Do you know anything about this town? Have you ever lived here? Please leave your recollections in the comments below!
I lived in Kinzua from 1956 to 1961. My dad was a lumber grader and my mom worked as a janitor for the school I attended. When we first moved into the house, located approximately a quarter mile from the school, which was up on a hill from our house, the telephone was the crank type.
Our neighbors across the street had one of the first televisions in the area. I would spend hours over at their house watching TV.
There was a small lake about 2 miles due south of our house where we used to go swimming in the summer months.
I remember walking down the railroad tracks towards the golf course. Along the way, we would look for things to explore. It wasn’t unusual for me and my friends to wander all over the town looking for things to do.
I attended the Sunday school offered by the non-denominational church where I first was well grounded in learning the various aspects of the Bible.
Winters were cold, but I always looked forward to the snow so we could go sledding down the many hills in the area. That was where I got my first set of wooden skies.
I would often wander up behind the school looking for various animals. I even caught a lizard and took it home as a pet. Needless to say, it was gone by the next morning. But the adventure was worth it. I would often see deer, rabbits, squirrels, snakes, raccoons, porcupines, etc. while out on my adventures. Sometimes I would go with my best friend and others (more often than not) I would explore on my own.
The library was in the upper level of the cafe/saloon. I enjoyed looking for various books and could spend hours there.
There was a lake at Camp Five, just east of Kinzua where I caught my first and only 20+ inch trout.
Thank you for stopping by Steve! It’s great to hear first hand information about these places. Do you by chance have any pictures of the area from back in those days?
Yes Kinzua my father and uncle Fred Beard and Chuck Beard, my grandmother was the cook and an aunt Betty was the Bell Telephone operator. I attended first grade in Kinzua when they were constructing a new school. At that time 1956, we also lived in camp 5. I am 67 now, I’ve been trying to locate maps of the time so as to locate the camp…..I’ll be traveling to the area and would like to do some metal detecting at camp 5 to locate a SECRET hiding place for my toys and etc. My name is Dean C Beard my [email protected][email protected] and my phone number is 707 951 5851.y mother’s name was Elizabeth Beard.
Any maps or photos that you may share would be very helpful
I live in Brookings Oregon and am a retired DAV
My grandfather took his family there in 1928 in hopes that a drier climate would help my grandmother’s asthma. He worked as saw filer. The climate actually made my grandma’s problems worse and they left after 2 months. My Aunt was 9 and my Dad 5. My aunt wrote a story of he memory of there which mostly was about their travels on the narrow road into and out of the camp.