Then hubby and she were out in the yard Sunday and he heard a kitty. She heard it too and went running to see where it was at. He did not want her to see it because we knew from the sound it was just a kitten and was probably feral. Hubby decided he was going to catch it and try to find a shelter for it. I took her to the house so she would not see it and he came running into the house, Yelling the %6)($## cat bit me. He went into the emergency room because if you know about cats, their bites are nasty and caring all kinds of diseases. The cat is in quarantine and he has to take antibiotics for another few days.
So if all goes well, we will be leaving tomorrow. We are going to Thousand Islands, NY. We were there many years ago and I have been wanting to go back so this is the weekend we are doing it.
Beginning in 1900, Boldt’s family shared four glorious summers on the island in the Alster Tower while 300 workers including stonemasons, carpenters, and artists fashioned the six story, 120 room castle, complete with tunnels, a powerhouse, Italian gardens, a drawbridge, and a dove cote. Not a single detail or expense was spared.
In 1904, tragedy struck. Boldt telegraphed the island and commanded the workers to immediately “stop all construction.” Louise had died suddenly. A broken hearted Boldt could not imagine his dream castle without his beloved. Boldt never returned to the island, leaving behind the structure as a monument of his love.
For 73 years, the castle and various stone structures were left to the mercy of the wind, rain, ice, snow and vandals. When the Thousand Islands Bridge Authority acquired the property in 1977, it was decided that through the use of all net revenues from the castle operation it would be preserved for the enjoyment of future generations.
Since 1977, several million dollars have been applied to rehabilitating, restoring and improving the Heart Island structures.
Maybe it is not as grand as the Taj mahal but the story is just as touching.