The other is that there are always some people who refuse to obey the posted signs that dogs must be kept on a leash. We once had to walk almost 30 minutes to get to the park to see a play because there was nowhere near to park (there is only street parking - no car lot or parking in the actual park). First, parking can be a problem for big events. The only negatives I have to say about it, which are my reasons for giving it four stars and not five, and not the fault of the park per se. Also, during the summer they have a weekend festival which is family-and-pet friendly with music, food and activities. In the winter, the paths are almost always cleared, so it's truly a year round park. It's also the site of many wedding photo shoots and it's not unusual to see bridal parties cavorting on the grounds and getting corralled into photo groupings. Each year there is usually a Shakespeare production and a production of another classic author (Shaw, etc.). The sets and lighting are excellent for an outdoor theatre, and there is no more pleasant way to spend an evening than picnicing on the lovely lawns and then enjoying a first rate play. These are directed and acted by professionals with talented amateurs filling the smaller roles. For theatre lovers, it's the site of the annual Elm City Shakespeare Company's productions. It's also a flower lover's haven, with greenhouses that are open year round, mostly staffed by volunteers, growing and selling any number of kinds of indoor and outdoor plants. I have never taken our dog there when we haven't made at least one or two new dog friends. There are lots of paved paths, as well as large expanses of open grassy areas. First and foremost, it's almost everybody's favorite place to walk their dog. Priscilla Jones ReillyĮdgerton Park is many things to many people. Now I look back and wonder if anyone would even believe me if I told them what it was like,living at 840 Whitney Avenue during that golden period that marked the end of an era. I didn't realize it at the time how lucky I was. This was truly a unique place to grow up. My father was then hired by the City of New Haven and remained on their payroll until his death in 1985. Even the gold doorknobs were stolen off the doors. The estate changed overnight with vandals removing many of the landmarks overnight such as the lions head fountain at the base of the fountain. We witnessed most of the Brewster's prized possessions given away to Smithsonian Institute and to Mr Brewsters's alma mater, Princeton, I believe. This was a very sad period for my father. Sadly, when Mrs Brewster passed away around 1965 or 1966, the mansion was torn down. My father always dressed in a tux for dinner at the Brewsters. I recall busses pulling into the driveways filled with maids from New York wearing black dresses with white lace aprons to work when the Brewsters entertained gala events. Growing up on The Brewster Estate was an experience filled with amazing memories of how aristocratic life was back then. My father was from England and had a distinct British accent which was looked upon as very fitting for his position as a footman, a butler, valet and then the man in charge of the Big House as the 66 room Tudor style mansion was called. We lived above the garage in what is called the carriage house now and I lived there until I got married in 1966 with my mother, father and sister. I was about 4 years old when we moved onto the grounds. I was fortunate to have grown up on the Brewster Estate because my father, George Jones was their trusted, loyal employee for over 40 years.
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