Dreaming of Minnie Ha Ha
Family keepsakes provide evidence of Sunset Hills' farming families and Native American roots beside the Meramec River.
Did you ever have one of those recurring dreams? You're driving down the road, heading for a curve and the river is just there on the side--it all feels very familiar-- and then you wake up?
That is the feeling I had when my mom and I drove south on old Gravois Road, just this side of the Meramec River. There is no longer a bridge crossing to the next town of Fenton, since it is being rebuilt. But if you turn right just prior to the river, you are in Minnie Ha Ha Park which is the newest addition to the City of Sunset Hills' 70 acres of park properties.
"Minnie has a rich history of recreation, including a dance hall and boat dock in the '20s and '30s and provided a place of passage over the Meramec River for decades," said Gerald Brown, Director of Parks and Recreation for Sunset Hills.
The area's earliest inhabitants included "Mound Builders" and Native Americans who were no doubt attracted to the shores and bluffs of the Meramec River---with its fertile ground and salt springs that led to the ceremonial and political center of nearby Cahokia Mounds, in Illinois.
Some believe Minnehaha means 'laughing water.' However, the most common interpretations include 'waterfall' or 'rapid water' in the Dakota language. The name of the Meramec River is said to have come from 'water of the bitter spring,' probably for the sulphur springs or 'waters of death' due to the dangerous undertow and currents that took lives over the years.
Many of the farmers of this area discovered quite by accident what archaeologists have proven with their findings of flint arrowheads. Evidence of salt kettle shards, pottery pieces, arrowhead tools, and burial grounds can trace this land as home to tribes dating to as far back as 2,000 - 3,000 B.C.E.
That may explain the large number of arrowhead and artifact collectors in the area, particularly with the later arrival of European settlers and farmers, the Kimkers, the Vogts and Sievekings, the Schultz property--and of course, my great-great grandfather's Eime farms.
I have included here a photo of just a small portion of the Eime collection of arrowheads, some of which came from the farm on what is now Eime Drive, off Kennerly Road. August Eime, whose farm is now Notthinghill Estates, was known to be quite a collector of flint arrowheads and tools. He would receive visitors from miles around who were interested in viewing his vast collection. He had thousands of them and now my sister Jayne and I share my grandfather's collection.
Minnie Ha Ha Park opened in July of 2005 and one can have a picnic, visit playgrounds, or take a peaceful walk on the trail along the Meramec River. With the low, peaceful murmur of the river flowing toward the Mississippi River, we might ponder our ancestors and how they came before to prepare this home for us.
Jill Arnone
5:12 pm on Tuesday, December 14, 2010
For the record: my mom thinks that it is Uncle Ted Eime in the photo, not Uncle Herb. She can tell by the curly hair. The photo is barely in focus! She loves seeing her Grandma looking a bit like the Queen Mum in that coat and hat!
Joan Schaper
1:18 pm on Tuesday, February 19, 2013
As a 10 year old in the early fifties we use to boat down stream to Mini Ha Ha.. There was an old barge tied up on the city side of the river. We use to jump off the "top of the current side" and if you didn't jump out far enough it would "sweep you under". It was scary. ...my brother pushed me off. I still have glimpses of that. Is that a childhood memory or ptsd? Anyway I remember the Meramec River well. We would put in every Sunday afternoon at LongBeach, across from the Kirkwood Waterworks Depending on how high the river was, we would boat up to Valley Park. If the there was enough water at the "shoots", the rapids coming around the bend we would go on up to Lincoln Beach at Castlewood. In the 30's my Dad,Joe Charleville and his buddies were part of the water patrol. They all had canoes and every weekend they would be pulling people out of the river. The 50's there were motor boats. But there were always people who under estimated the river and themselves. Dad taught us to swim here, our pool, but never turned his back on us either. From Spring to Spring the river changed. Each high-water or flood would change her course and scour out a new and dangerous hole...the under-tows were treacherous. Even now with this drought do not under estimate her strength. You must respect this beautiful river at our backdoor but use her with caution and please keep her clean. Gone are the clams, crawdads, the minnows darting around. These told us she was clean and her health was good.
R May
7:29 am on Wednesday, February 20, 2013
"we might ponder our ancestors and how they came before to prepare this home for us" and me, I hope Gerald Brown remembers these words as the new trail wonders along the Meramec river past private and public land. Time will only tell because no one else is talking