By Charles Astbury This story happened in the late 1940s. I’m some ten years old, born on a Bridgewater, side hill, one horse farm which could no longer support a family. My father worked on a nearby operating dairy farm and also worked our smaller farm to feed...
By Walton E. Houghton The Union Hall on the upper end of the village was the entertainment center for the town. In the early days there was an old movie projector up stairs and movies were shown there. Gramp stored it in his barn for years. The last time I saw it, was...
By Walter E. Houghton From my earliest memories until I left town for the Air Force, Bridgewater Congregational Church was always an integral part of my life. There is a photo of the church being painted around 1946 and the little guy dressed in a sailor suit is me!...
By Karole A. Thompson Messier Years ago, the logging industry was an important industry to the Bridgewater community. Although I was much too young to know the details, I can recall some of the stories related to the loggers and the camps. At one time, there were...
By Judith Stearns When our family bought the Thomas Lamb/Ed Heselton House on the top of Bridgewater Hill in 1972 we got busy very quickly restoring it board by board. Putting in electricity, water system and furnace, replacing part of the cellar wall, and creating a...
By Tom Adams One Friday evening in April, about 1965, a dozen or so men in their mid-twenties arrived in Bridgewater in search of non-resident fishing licenses. They were a good part of a group known as the Jolly Boys, a loose club formed of male members of the...
