Mapleton Hall – Addendum

Norm (and Thursday Doors) is on break for three weeks, and I have decided to join him in a relaxing period away from Thursday Doors. So, why am I here?

As many of you know, I love to find historic photos of the buildings I feature in my Thursday Doors posts. I am not always successful, despite having numerous sources of old photos, particularly within the State of Connecticut. I did not find any for Mapleton Hall. However, my friend Brad Lewis, a man with amazing research skills, found the photo shown below.

Image provided by Brad Lewis

I like the photo because it shows the hall before the wings were added. It also shows people in line for the famous pancake breakfast.

That’s it. I hope you enjoy the photo. I am taking a break from doors.

Brad Lewis is a writer whose focus has ranged from the bizarre world of celebrity doctors to detailed histories of Jewish-American development, with particular interest to the entertainment industry. That’s a snippet from Brad’s author page on Amazon. If you want to know more about him, that link will take you there.


  1. What a great find to add to your history of the building! I haven’t had pancakes in quite some time. I may have to remedy that this week-end.

    Enjoy your break from doors and see you back here in September with your next door post!

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  2. Great photo, Dan. My ears are still ringing as if a bell stopped ringing. I am, of course, referring to the short sweet nature of your post. In any case, it was lovely to see that old print and smell some of the maple syrup.

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  3. Well, Dan, if you taking a break means we still get a cool B&W pic of a place located on “Crooked Lane” (I feel like I’m in a Hardy Boys book), then we’re not so bad off. Hope you have a nice weekend!

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  4. I thought it was a church initially. My mother once enrolled me in a social group of kids. So, we went to a hall like this one, there were like 150-170 kids there of my age (age 7 to 15). However, the authorities told my mother to leave me alone with the kids. That made me paranoid because I don’t like being amidst all these stranger kids. My mom was standing on the opposite side of the road. Finally, the guys there realized that I wasn’t interested in playing with the kids, eating cakes or interacting with the others so they signalled my mother to come and take me home. That was the only time I actually went to a social hall.

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