A Secluded Tale along the banks of the Hackensack River

A Secluded Tale along the banks of the Hackensack River

Journeys into River Edge

It’s a spot that most folks from River Edge do not know about. Afterall it is hidden from most of us –within view only of those padding down the Hackensack River or those passing it in a Pascack Valley line train. Otherwise, for the rest of us there is little clue - one would assume it was part of the marshlands below the bluff – part of the Hackensack River valley.

In fact, there is a building there, and it seems that the building has a history.

I was aware of the presence of a structure, but little more. At one point it was vaguely explained that it had something to do with the ceramics industry in these parts a long time ago. But somehow explanation left this one resident unfulfilled.

Now thanks to Bill Jentz there is a bit more.

In a recent correspondence mentioned the site, he wrote that the building, located that he described as being located down below between the train tracks and the river at the approximate point where Reservoir Avenue connects to Kinderkamack, was a “record factory”, where in the 1950’s and 60’s they did bootlegs.

Interesting and plausible - especially considering how secluded the spot is.

As we are not likely to find that “tidbit” in any history books about River Edge, we appreciate Bill for his memory, and his willingness to share it with us. The building and its history are shrouded – both pretty much unseen and unheard, except for word of mouth from folks like Mr. Jentz.

The closest I could get to the building was from across the river in New Milford – a picture is included as part of this posting.

I bet there is more to the story. Perhaps someone will pick up on this posting and be able to take the story further. At the very least, if someone should have a better picture than mine from New Milford, please post it. I bet the view from a kayak or canoe would allow for a great shot. We welcome your additions.

Both the records and the building are thought to be dated - eclipsed by time, changing tastes and “progress”. Nonetheless, a curiosity persists for some.

A Secluded Tale along the banks of the Hackensack River