A couple of weekends ago OHNY (Open House New York) offered a weekend event encouraging NYers and visitors to discover distinctive architectural design elements within the tri-state area. This two day weekend event showcased historic structures; one of which included the Bartow-Pell Mansion Museum.
I am ashamed to say that I never knew this place existed and while discussing my visit I found out from several other Bronxites who are native to the Bronx also had no idea...For Shame!!!!! Lesson here is that it's never too late to learn a thing or two. I take this ignorance as a generational thing, as later in the day after my tour, I had the opportunity to meet this OG, who was in his mid-70's, but didn't look nor act a day over 50. He was that good fellas type dapper Dan, fuggehdaboutit, kinda guy, who just finished up his 'vacation' with the Feds...you get the picture. I'll call him 'Dan', for the sake of anonymity. I mentioned to Dan how I took advantage of the opportunity to tour the mansion museum. He was laid back, yet excited to tell me about his teen years and how the surrounding area was more beautiful then, than it is now. Readers follow along with me and imagine as Dan is describing and thinking back to the 1950's. He is virtually walking down memory lane telling me how he and his crew would drive their muscle cars over to Shore Road and drag race. Then later, during those evenings, with their girlfriends in tow, proceed over to 'lovers lane', which was the surrounding grounds of the mansion. Dan continued by saying he and his crew would drive their cars on the grounds, back then the grounds of the mansion were not gated as it is now, right up to the waters edge and watch the sunset and later the moonlit Long Island sound. Dan even mentioned how the coppers would come along and check on each car and tap on each of the steamed up windows, as the coppers knew this was a regular haunt for teenagers. They would shine their flashlights into the cars to check that everyone was okay, but yet leave them alone as everyone knew everyone. 'Fuggehdaboutit'!! That was a cool insight into his youth from someone of that caliber and a cool sort of history lesson about 1950's teenagers and the mansion itself.
On to the museum mansion tour.
Upon entering the grounds you are greeted by costumed docents walking around the gardens and throughout the museum, pretty cool to see. It makes you feel as though you are living within that era. Before I continue on, I would like to acknowledge, thank and compliment our fellow Yelper Amelia Z who was the costumed docent for our tour group. I had no idea she worked at the mansion museum and of all the tour guides she ended up with my group, what a coincidence. Amelia, a very sweet and knowledgeable young lady, was extremely informative of every question asked of her; I left there learning quite a bit that day. Kudos to Amelia!
As a few other reviews may have mentioned, the furniture in the mansion is not original to the museum. I believe you have to appreciate the effort of preserving this mansions 1836 structure. It is stated in 1842 the Bartow family consisting of the two parents and their seven children plus 13 or so staff members, take up residence for over four decades in the mansion newly built by Robert Bartow. Within those years, Mrs. Maria Bartow, nee Lorillard, took some dutiful and extensive notes which helped in the recreation of the mansion. The International Garden Club, who are lease owners of the mansion to this day, made the recreation and preservation of the mansion possible with the help of curators from the Museum of New York, Metropolitan Museum of Art and the Brooklyn Museum who each provided select furniture and decoration for most of the period rooms.
Outside of the mansion on this particular sunny, yet cool autumn day, there were 1800 type entertainment out on the back lawn. Crafts, childrens games and not too far from the Herb Garden, Cracked Walnuts, a husband and wife duo playing Banjo and Washboard music of the times...they were playing that old familiar song, Yankee Doodle, I still have that song playing in my head...yikes!!!
There is so much more to the history of Thomas Pell-John Bartow, who are namesakes to some many areas within the northern Bronx. As well as Thomas Pell being an instrumental factor in the very important Bartow-Pell Treaty signing and exchanging of acres upon acres of land for a mere pittance with the Lenape Indians...That in itself is a whole other part of history. read more