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Name: George S. Nas
From: Orrtanna, PA
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Dear Friends and Brothers Formerly at Bonnie Brae Farm for Boys: I was very much surprised after I asked my daughter to see if she could find any information about B.B. on the internet. I'm not that modern yet to have a computer, so I have written a few memories of B.B. and my daughter is typing this for me. I was at B.B., as best I can remember, for a little more than 2 years (1943-1946). I was a ward of Morris County, NJ children's home for many years. Starting at age 1, I lived in many homes and places until about age 12 or 13 when the county caseworker could not place me anywhere other than B.B. I don't remember which cottage I was assigned to, but I do remember the House Parent's name was Mrs. Givens. I have forgotten many of the boy's names but some of the names I do remember are Albert Haarman and Herbie Dahl. There was one boy we called "moron". He was a big guy and a first-class bully. Moron would make little spit bubbles and make them float in the air. He would also smoke and make several smoke rings from one drag on the cigarette. So then, being a bully, making spit bubbles and blowing smoke rings was moron's amusement at B.B. George Allen was my best friend. I also remember Peter Grimm and Paxton McGregor. Some of the staff at B.B. that I remember are Mr. Graham, the Head Supervisor in charge of farm operations, Mr. Tomcheck, the Athletic Instructor, Mr. Zennetti, the Assistant Coach and a wonderful person, Mr. Charles Group, Head Supervisor, Mrs. Givens and Mrs. Mills, House Parents, Fred Wickham, a good friend and Asa Herrick, staff member (he was fired for mistreating some boys). Jack Petrosky had a super build and was a weight lifter, "Rosie" Rosenberg, Stanley Garborozcyk (Stanley was like a father to all of us boys). I'll always remember how he looked and I still know exactly how his voice sounded when he talked. He was a very big man with a very big pair of hands and a big heart. It was Stanley who kept us with high hopes for the future. In the mess hall we had to bow our heads and say a prayer before eating. We sang in the mess hall after our meal and while waiting for dessert, "Here we sit like bird in the wilderness, birds in the wilderness, waiting for our dessert, waiting for our dessert", which we repeated several times. I remember the cook but apologize that I don't recall his name. One day I, and a couple of the boys, saw a groundhog in a field and the cook told us that if we would go get the groundhog, he would make us groundhog stew. So we got the groundhog, the cook made the stew, and it was delicious. He even allowed us to eat the stew in the kitchen. Two boys got into the kitchen cooler one night and stole a bunch of chipped beef and their punishment was that they had to eat chipped beef for breakfast for 2 weeks. There were a couple of run-a-ways and often boys sneaking off the farm to get smokes at Charley Keys gas station. We were called to get up in the morning at 4:30 a.m. and go to the barn before breakfast then get ready for school. My job in the morning and afternoon was to go to the barn, go up in the silo, and throw down silage to fill the cart. Also, after school, I and others had to clean out all the cow manure in the drops and help with the milking. We then had to go back to the cottage to get ready for supper and after that do homework until bedtime. There were always complaints sent to B.B. by the Bernardsville School and by the Church Sunday school people about the "barn boys" smelling like cow manure. Stanley Garborozcyk showed many of us how to butcher steers, turkeys, chickens, sheep and pigs. On butchering days, we built fires underneath 55-gallon metal barrels and made boiling water. Also, during the war, the government sold 100 lb. bags of potatoes for animal consumption with the green dye on them so people couldn't eat them. We boiled the potatoes and fed them to the pigs. They smelled so good when we cooked them that we cut off the green dye and ate a few. Mrs. Mills, a house parent, was hurt badly by one boy chasing another boy out of the mess hall and down the front steps. He ran into Mrs. Mills, knocking her down. She died that night. We all were very sad and missed her very much. After I left B.B. my buddy and best friend at B.B., George Allen, slipped and fell on the steps getting on a bus and the pencil he had in his pocket ran into his chest. I heard later he recovered from a really close call. A few years after leaving B.B., I went back to see Stanley Garborozcyk and he told me there was an opening for a farm hand at B.B. and I got the job, which was room and board plus $125 per month. They treated me very good. The sad part was my sister and brother-in-law were homeless and needed a place to live so I took another farm job with a house so they could live there; so sadly I had to leave B.B. after working there only a few months. My sister and her husband never moved in the house I got for them so I lost a real good job at B.B. I can tell anyone interested more about Stanley Garborozcyk or the farm. I wish I had to do it over again; it would be different. Sorry I can't remember more names and I apologize if I didn't spell all the names correctly. And I hope looking back the many years my recollection is correct.
Sincerely yours, A Friend and Past Brother,
George S. Nas
6036 Chambersburg Road
Orrtanna, PA 17353-9732
P.S. I am 80 years old and often think of the boys and the farm. Those really were the days. I met Ray Hess many years after B.B. He was a very good carpenter and he made for me and my family a Great Harvest type farm table and we still use it today.
 
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