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On the Corner, 3rd Quarter 2023

On the Corner, 3rd Quarter 2023

Bluebell Avenue resident had unusual past,

By Silvia Pettem

In last month’s “On the Corner,” I wrote that early real estate developer David Dobbins built four almost-identical brick bungalows, one on each of the southeast corners of Bluebell Avenue and 15th, 16th, 17th, and 19th streets.  

The house at 1604 Bluebell was owned by Miriam Rieder who lived there from the late 1930s to her death in 1957. Rieder was an assistant professor of Romance Languages at the University of Colorado. She also was considered an eccentric, and she had an unusual past.  

At the time, acres of undeveloped property surrounded Rieder’s home. She bought the land and preferred it wild and unkempt with native plants and flowers providing a sanctuary for ground-nesting birds. After one neighbor complained of her “weeds,” she wrote a scathing letter to the editor of the “Daily Camera.”

“What is the matter with people who are so blind that they see beauty, and utility, only in their own little clipped lawn?” Rieder asked. “How can people go to church and sit in pews and worship God, and then devote their weekdays to trying to destroy what He has generously given us to enjoy?”

Rieder regularly patrolled her property and carried a pistol to scare off intruders. Parents of neighborhood children complained that she chased and shot at them. In 1950, the then-61-year old woman pleaded guilty in court to “threatening the lives of young people,” but she claimed she only did it to frighten them off of her land.

  The public was unaware during her lifetime that Rieder was the daughter of former German professor Mary Rippon.  At CU’s recent May Commencement, the highly acclaimed Rippon received a long-overdue posthumous honorary doctoral degree. But in 1889, she had secretly married one of her adult students, and they had a child. That child was Miriam Rieder.

Rippon conveniently took a year’s sabbatical to Germany where Rieder was born in 1889. Then Rippon returned to CU and continued to teach. The little girl was left in orphanages and passed around an extended family of aunts and uncles for the first few years of her life. Rippon (who would have lost her job if her marriage had been known) never lived with her husband. Eventually he remarried and was able to raise their daughter.

When Rieder lived at 16th and Bluebell, she was separated from her husband Rudolph. Their son Wilfred is now deceased, but he spent most of his adult life on the East Coast. Think of Rieder, her birds, and her unusual background, as you drive by her former home.

Cutline: Miriam Rieder’s former home at 1604 Bluebell Avenue was one of four (initially!) almost-identical brick bungalows built by real estate developer David Dobbins.

 

Silvia Pettem is the author of “Separate Lives: The Story of Mary Rippon,” available in local bookstores and at www.thebooklode.com.

On the Corner, 2nd Quarter 2023

On the Corner, 2nd Quarter 2023

Chautauqua a win-win for Boulder

by Silvia Pettem

Ever since 1898, Boulder residents and visitors have participated in events at Boulder's Chautauqua, now in its 125th year. But the national, cultural, and educational movement is not unique to Boulder. It grew out of nineteenth-century camp meetings in New York state and provided classes, oratory, music, and entertainment to isolated communities.

In its early days, there were at least 150 of these gatherings all over the country. So, how did Chautauqua, initially a summer resort, find its way to Boulder? A longtime Chautauqua secretary once stated that the Boulder location was chosen after a committee of leading Texas educators "set out like knights of old in the search for the Holy Grail." They thought Boulder was "the loveliest little city in America." Also, its summers were cooler than at home.

Boulder voters quickly approved a bond issue to buy seventy-five acres of land, then leased the land to what at first was called the Texas-Colorado Chautauqua. Contractors then scrambled to build the dining hall and auditorium, as opening day was scheduled for July 4, 1898. Carpenters finished the auditorium's framing on June 22.

Then, with only twelve days to go, 75 men worked around the clock to complete the walls, roof, towers, stage, and benches. A reporter called the construction "the fastest work ever known in Boulder." On opening day, flags waved and bands played.

Many of the guests came by train and stayed all summer. That first year, they slept in tents. In the evenings, a lively pace of orators, entertainers, and musicians performed on stage. These performers "rode the circuit," traveling by train to gatherings in other parts of the country. In the daytime, families were kept busy with burro rides, railroad excursions, and hikes in the mountains.

Boulder's location is unique, but the Chautauqua name is not. The Iroquois word has multiple meanings, including “a bag tied in the middle” or “two moccasins tied together." It describes the shape of Chautauqua Lake, in southwest New York, at the site of the movement's first (and ongoing) location.

In 125 years, the Chautauqua Auditorium has seen an array of speakers, magicians and animal shows, colorful dancers, persuasive actors, and nearly every kind of singer and musician imaginable. Classical music has come back in style, and the films that started the first year have never stopped. The site was a win-win situation for everyone, even the Texans.

Silvia Pettem can be reached at silviapettem.com

On the Corner, 3rd Quarter 2022

On the Corner, 3rd Quarter 2022

Dear neighbors, back in October of 2019 I interviewed neighbor Sabine Schaffner for this newsletter. I learned she wanted to share more about the neighborhood than about herself. But I discovered in my time with her that there was so much about her that I wanted to share with you. Once I was close to completing the piece I wanted her to read it. She did. But then she asked me not to publish it for it was too personal. I was disappointed but I very much respected her privacy. Today, with her family’s permission, I am grateful to be able to share this story with you. It’s mostly the same as it was then but with editing from Beret Strong and career fact-checking from Karen Simmons - thank you both!

Guardian of the Galaxy - Neighbor recounts first spacecraft images of our planets

By Jon Hatch, On The Corner

As she stood in her slippers, in her mid-century home, gazing out through large, west-facing windows to her backyard sanctuary, Sabine (pronounced Sabeena) Schaffner, 87, described to me memories from the 65 years she had lived in Boulder. For 22 of those years, she was tucked into a dead end dirt road below Chautauqua Park in Boulder, Colorado. Just a few minutes into listening to Sabine, I realized there was going be a lot to be shared so I suggested we sit down. She placed us at each end of the couch in the living room that was lightly accented with antique furniture, ancient rugs and vaulted ceilings with stout wood beams. There were tea and nibbles. She turned up her hearing aid and asked me to speak…

On the Corner, 1st Quarter 2022

On the Corner, 1st Quarter 2022

A supporter of women’s rights, Cockerell happily tagged

along. Shortly afterward, he was hired at CU as professor

of zoology. In 1887, Cockerell had moved from England

to Colorado, a recommended treatment for tuberculosis.

Later he returned to England and married his longtime

sweetheart, but within a few years she and both of their

children died. Grieving, but realizing that own health was

better in a high, dry climate, he moved to Colorado

permanently in 1893.

FROM THE TRAIL #48, EQUANIMITY!

FROM THE TRAIL #48, EQUANIMITY!

WELCOME TO #48! IT'S JUST A THANK YOU! THANK YOU SO MUCH. AND THE WORD FOR 2022 FOR ME IS... EQUANIMITY!

Hatch Sells Lower Chautauqua!

Dear neighbors and friends, this year marks the 15th anniversary of the very first edition of your On the Corner newsletter. I began publishing OtC in the early days of my real estate career as a way to bridge my professional photojournalism career and my real estate career. It’s kept me very engaged in this neighborhood, which has so many stories to tell. This spring also marks my 15th year in the real estate business. It’s awesome to have grown such a successful business. I’ve worked really hard to make it this far and I definitely recognize that a lot of my business comes from right here in the neighborhood. On the opposite of this big card you’ll see homes that I sold here in 2021. Each of them are so different and they all have such interesting histories. Like many homes here, they also have been through different transformation over the years. The homes built in the LC have just as interesting stories to tell as the residents that call Lower Chautauqua home. “If these walls could talk,” right? Such rich history here, and that’s why I appreciate it so much. And I appreciate you. You’ve entrusted me to market and sell your homes and you’ve trusted me to help you buy the house here that you now call home. The many homes I’ve sold here dot the neighborhood from Bellevue Heights to Interurban Park and from the Cul-de-sacs off King Avenue to Baseline Road. Many of you have referred business to me over the years and for that I am grateful and truly appreciate your business and your referrals! I’d like to continue to earn your trust. Please contact me anytime to discuss selling or buying real estate. I’m happy to offer a market analysis of your home anytime, with no strings attached! Sincerely, HATCH

FROM THE TRAIL #47, DADS

FROM THE TRAIL #47, DADS

While I just published this video today, I shot the frames for it a couple of weeks ago while my son Ethan and his friend fished a special lake together. Since that day on the water my Aunt JoAnne passed away and just last weekend my dad-in-law Corky also passed away. What a year of grief and sadness and while their deaths were not covid related, they compounded what has been a sad year for my family. But we rise above and keep the beautiful memories atop our minds and that lifts our frowns to smiles. Welcome to #47 From the Trail. It stinks to lose people close in your life. Those who raised you. Those who shaped you. Those who loved you. And those who took you fishing. For this I'm grateful for my Dad, my Aunt JoAnne and my dad-in-law Corky. Too much loss but so many good memories, of being free....

On the Corner Vol. 14 Issue 2, 2020 Year in Review

On the Corner Vol. 14 Issue 2, 2020 Year in Review

Holubars put Boulder on the map for outdoor gear

By Carol Taylor

Imagine a time when outdoor recreation equipment was difficult to find in

Boulder. That changed in the 1940s, thanks to Roy and Alice Holubar.

The couple made significant contributions to the outdoor gear industry

and their success encouraged a legacy of Boulder outdoor entrepreneurs.

LeRoy Holubar met his future wife and business partner Alice

Freudenberg at the State Preparatory School, now Boulder High. LeRoy,

known as Roy, grew up in the mountains of Boulder. Alice was from a

German immigrant family. Both took full advantage of their education

and graduated at the top of their class. They earned scholarships to the

University of Colorado. After college graduation, Roy accepted a job

teaching mathematics at CU and the couple married in 1937.

They became passionate about mountain climbing early in their marriage.

Both were active in the Colorado Mountain Club, though at the time there

were few technical climbers in the group. Roy was involved with starting

the first climbing school in Boulder as well as the Rocky Mountain

Rescue Group, formed in 1947.

Finding suitable gear for their adventures was difficult for the Holubars

and their mountain climbing friends. So they tapped into a network of

Alice’s relatives in the Alps for recommendations. Soon the Holubars

were importing the best hiking boots, ski boots, ice axes, tents and other

gear from Europe to Boulder…

Boulder County Buzz - January 2021

Boulder County Buzz - January 2021

Do you remember where you were one year ago? I don’t remember, really. Likely I was setting goals and ramping up for 2020 biz. I know I was eating out, seeing live concerts and going to the movies with family. Masks and hand sanitizer? Nope! What a difference a year makes. However, 2020 had so many great moments for me. I did things differently and explored the countryside and woods more than usual. I slowed down some. And time seemed to stop occasionally, right? We all forgot what day it was. 2020 gave moments to breathe and pray for patience and for those we lost. While it was my best year yet in the biz, I found it hard to cheer out loud, as so many suffered. Here’s to normal again and to leadership, science, community, in-person stuff and live music in 2021!

Now, I know the New Year just started, but it's never too early to start planning your real estate future. While 2020 was a historic year for home sales, 2021 is expected to continue with high demand for housing here in the BoCo. Boulder County again saw a drop in inventory and immense demand and so average sales prices were up 6% from 2019. Properties under contract are way above 50% in some areas like Louisville 85% of listings are pending sales. The low inventory, coupled with low mortgage interest rates at around 2.6%, and relocation are driving the market! In Boulder the average sales price for all of 2020 is $1.291M. The median finally cracked the $1M mark. So if you’re on the fence about selling, wait no more. It just may be time. Please reach out—I’m happy to strategize with you.

I have several new listings coming soon. Please visit my featured Boulder property coming to market in early February: 860 Grant Place in Chautauqua Heights in Boulder. This wonderful home, near Historic Chautauqua Park is going to go fast we think. Several restorations and additions have made this home so comfortable. It’s fully decorated with sunlight and color—a magazine property you could say. Please visit this home on my custom website today and yes, share with your friends!

This month I’m again featuring the non-profit program, American Foundation for Suicide Prevention. This organization's mission is to save lives and bring hope to those affected by suicide. Please see how important this program is and consider giving today!

Finally, thank you all for asking me to help with your real estate adventures and for referring your friends and family. I appreciate it so much. I hope you get what you strive for in 2021 and that all good things come your way.

Don’t forget to smile,
HATCH

FROM THE TRAIL #46, MISS YOU

FROM THE TRAIL #46, MISS YOU

Dad you lifted me up by your actions in so many ways. I can’t count them all but I’ll say the ones that are top of mind: Humor is life’s light. Running is good for your body y mind. Creativity and ingenuity are supreme. Story telling captivates. Nature and camping is a must. Fishing is good cuz your stuck with someone. Hot tubs? Same reason. Road trips to amazing places in a station wagon with family of 7? Same reason. Ice cream sundaes very important. That you get what you give. To ask your kids questions. To look ya straight in the eye. To pray. To be happy. Trust your intuition. Be yourself. To laugh. To treat people fairly. To work hard. To ski hard (water and snow). To love yourself. To love your wife. To love. To say “I love you!” As Maya Angelou said, “I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” Dad, you make us feel good! Love you dad, aka Calvin Bunyat, aka Spaghetti Bender

FROM THE TRAIL #44, with Otis Taylor

FROM THE TRAIL #44, with Otis Taylor

Boulder, Colorado resident and blues musician Otis Taylor grew up in Denver, but like the old blues song said, he was born in Chicago in 1948. According to Taylor his parents were both jazz fans. "My dad worked for the railroad and knew a lot of jazz people. He was a socialist and real bebopper." His mother loved everything from Etta James to Pat Boone. The first instrument Taylor learned to play was the banjo, but he soon rejected the banjo for its association with the racist American South. Taylor would eventually return to the banjo upon discovering its African roots...