A Tale of the Town – Part Two

Join us as we go back in time to tell the stories of Griffith, from before our town was even thought of and onward.
Written by Karen Kulinski

So, in our last Tale, I left you standing up to your waist in the marsh water that one day would be the site of Griffith, Indiana.

By 1850 the Native Americans had been โ€œtreaty-edโ€ out of Indiana, and the U.S. government decided to rid themselves of the uninhabitable marshlands they still owned at the top of our state, but had no use for.

So was passed The Swampland Act of 1850.

Our state โ€” really, all states that bordered the Great Lakes โ€” were given these lands to encourage settlement.  The idea was for Indiana to sell the land cheap to Americans and immigrants alike at $1.25 an acre ($51.92 today.)

There was a bit of a catch, though. The land was mostly underwater, and the buyers would have to drain it before the land could be used to plant crops or build homes on. But there was an incentive, too.

It had been discovered that all that land under all that water for all that time was prime farmland once it was drained, fertile beyond belief. By 1859, the total amount of land sold in Indiana under the Swampland Act was 1,257,588 acres.

The first settlers to come to Griffith, Mathias and Anna Miller, along with Mathiasโ€™ brother, arrived in 1853 and settled on land in the area where the trains eventually crossed on Broad Street.

The Millers lived in a sand dune dugout for their first year in Indiana until Mathias and his brother drained the water off their land and could build a log dwelling.

In 1853, draining land was done by picking up a shovel and digging a ditch to hold back the water or divert it. I once put forth the question: How do you dig a ditch when the land is under water? The answer, you wait to do the digging until late summer, early fall when the water recedes and dries up.

Fun Fact: some 70 years later, a descendent of Mathias and Anna โ€” Leo Miller โ€” caught a mighty fine fish in a Griffith ditch.

Leo Miller, and his fine fish

In later years, a man by the name of Noah Hart, operated a profitable business digging a massive ditch, with large teams of mules, which opened up more land for farming. Mr. Hart called his creation Cady Ditch after Jack Cady, an innkeeper in the area.

Those early farms grew crops and raised cows and pigs mainly for their own consumption rather than to sell. Among these farm families were many of German descent like Mathias and Anna Miller โ€” the Hoffmans, the Helfens, and the Redars.

But things were destined to change for the farm folks. At the same time that settlement was beginning in Northwest Indiana, the first railroad was built on the east coast, the Baltimore and Ohio.

Some 34 years later, the first railroad line would come through what would become Griffith โ€” the Joliet & Northern Indiana, later acquired by the  Michigan Central. This rail line was heading to the big city of Chicago, Illinois. Chicago was, and is still, the railroad capital of the United States.

Toward the end of the 1800โ€™s, three more railroads came through Griffith, and the Erie Railroad had built a depot in the area that would become Broad Street.

Those four railroads attracted the attention of two entrepreneurs from Rensselaer, Indiana, who dreamed of creating a city to rival Chicago in Northwest Indiana.

But thatโ€™s another story.



Read more ๐Ÿ‘‰
Society Sagas: https://ghsinc.org/category/society-saga/
Tales of the Tower: https://ghsinc.org/category/the-tower/
Tales of the Town: https://ghsinc.org/category/tales-of-the-town/
History Notes: https://ghsinc.org/category/history-notes/

WHEN GRIFFITH TURNED FESTIVE

Take a sleigh ride with me back in time when I first encountered Christmas in Griffith, some 50 years ago.
Written by Karen Kulinski

On an early date with my husband, Alan, he took me for a ride down Broad Street, then the major shopping center of the town, to see the Christmas lights. I thought it a sweet gesture, never imaging what a show this little town put on in December.

Holiday garlands of greenery, interspersed with oversized Christmas lights and huge ornaments and bows, were strung over Broad Street, one after the other for almost two blocks. Plus special light-up holiday messages โ€” SEASONS GREETINGS, HO HO HO and NOEL.

Below the lights, every shop on those Broad Street blocks were lit up, too. It was a sight right out of the movies โ€” Itโ€™s A Wonderful Life โ€” only way prettier because it was in color.

My first Christmas in Griffith, I discovered who made that holiday magic happen. An organization called Community Spirit. And a whole lot of townspeople.

To find more information, I turned to a 2004 publication โ€” a young peopleโ€™s history of Griffith, written by Griffith young people. My thanks go out to Beiriger 4th-graders, Jill Fitzgerald and Rebecca Frank, whose article on Community Spirit provided a treasure trove of information.

Community Spirit was organized about 1969 by Griffith resident Gale Riggle and the Griffith Junior Chamber of Commerce (Jaycees.) The reason, say the girls in their article, was โ€œthe group felt that downtown Griffith should be more festive at Christmas time.โ€

Festivity takes money, so the group immediately went to work raising funds to purchase a nativity scene. It was put up in front of Franklin School for many years, eventually finding a second home on St. Maryโ€™s Church property.

The Christmas garlands came next, purchased piece meal over the years. Summer and fall, Community Spirit members spent hours making sure all the lights worked and the bows and ornaments were sparkly and tightly attached to the garland.

All had to be ready for Thanksgiving Saturday when Griffith got festive.

The day began with the volunteers enjoying a traditional early breakfast together at a local restaurant. Then they set about hanging the decorations, with the help of the Griffith Fire Department and their cherry-picker truck.

By that evening, with lights all aglow, Griffith was exceedingly merry and bright!

Community Spirit did more than just light up the holiday for Griffith, the girls wrote in their article. โ€œCommunity Spirit also put up flags along Broad Street for the 4th of July and helped with the parade. In the spring, they hung flower baskets downtown.โ€

And, most importantly, the girls wrote one more thing Community Spirit did. โ€œIn the late 1970โ€™s, they worked with other town organizations to save the last remaining depot in Griffith. And over the following two years, helped renovate the depot for use as a town museum.โ€

Unfortunately, the holiday light extravaganza did not continue to today. Rumor has it that as traffic increased on Broad Street, drivers found the lights a distraction, especially nearing stoplights. And taller trucks often hit and damaged the garlands as they barreled through town.  But the memories live on in those who saw those amazing decorations. And now I get to tell a new generations of Griffith folks the story of when Griffith got festive in a very big way!

Thanks for a great Santa in Caboose!

๐ŸŽ„Happy Holidays and a very Merry Christmas from the Griffith Historical Society!
๐ŸŽ…Thank you to everyone who braved the cold and came out to Santa in the Caboose!! From our volunteers to those of you who visited and left a donation, we couldn’t do it without you!
๐Ÿš‚As a non-profit, volunteer-run organization, all of your donations go directly to the upkeep of the Train & Depot Museums and the Town History Museum at the Franklin Center. We appreciate you and your support!

Santa in the Caboose 2025

Mark your calendars for this year’s
๐ŸŽ… ๐’๐€๐๐“๐€ ๐ˆ๐ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‚๐€๐๐Ž๐Ž๐’๐„! ๐Ÿšƒ
โžœ ๐‘บ๐’‚๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’…๐’‚๐’š, ๐‘ซ๐’†๐’„๐’†๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“ 13: 10 ๐’‚.๐’Ž. ๐’•๐’ 3 ๐’‘.๐’Ž.
โžœ ๐‘บ๐’–๐’๐’…๐’‚๐’š, ๐‘ซ๐’†๐’„๐’†๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“ 14: ๐’๐’๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’ 3 ๐’‘.๐’Ž.
๐Ÿ’ธ Give a donation to see Santa (our 28th annual!) and support the upkeep (and heating!) of the Historical Park!
๐Ÿ“ธ Take as many personal photos & videos as youโ€™d like!
๐Ÿช Be sure to shop our Holiday Bake Sale and holiday stocking stuffers as well!
*๐˜ž๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ, ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ด, ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ข ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด!

Want to volunteer for the event? Email us at [email protected]!

Donate your Halloween stuff!

๐ŸŽƒ๐——๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—›๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜† ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐˜† ๐˜€๐˜๐˜‚๐—ณ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—š๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—›๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐— ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜‚๐—บ๐˜€!
โ˜ ๏ธWe are planning something spooky and fun for 2026 and we could use your help!
๐Ÿ‘ปCan’t fit all those Halloween items into the garage? Consider donating them to us! ๐Ÿฆ‡Email [email protected]!

News From the Griffith Junction Butterfly Stop!ย 

ย The Superfantastical Monarch Journeyย 

The monarch butterflies fluttering about arenโ€™t just casual flutterers. They are the  last to be born in 2025, and they are โ€˜super monarchs.โ€™  

Right now, they are busy sipping up nectar they, so as to build up fat reserves in  their bodies. You see, these particular butterflies were born to do a seemly  impossible job. 

They, and millions of other super monarchs, fly 1200 miles to a fir treeย  forest in central Mexico between August and November. And the continuation of their existence in theย  northeastern states depends upon their safe arrival.ย 

These butterflies do have some โ€˜super powersโ€™ to help them accomplish their  task. 

– Because of this journey, a super monarch will live far longer than the 2 toย  5 weeks normal monarch butterflies do.ย ย 
– These butterflies are born with larger wings and are capable of flying 50 toย  100 miles in a single day, weather permitting.ย ย 
– It is believed they were born with an internal sun compass or magnetic ย compass to guide them to Central America.ย 
– They can fly at speeds of 5 to 25 miles an hour for 4-6 hours a day, glidingย  on currents of warm air called thermals, to conserve energy when possible.ย ย 

At the end of each day of their journey, the butterflies will seek out nectar from  the flowers to fuel their next-day trip. Once that is accomplished, they will spend  the night in trees, clustered together for protection.  

It will take the monarchs who leave from Indiana 5 to 7 weeks to make the trip to  that Mexican forest Oyamel fir tree forest.  

Once there, they, and millions of other super monarchs, will blanket the fir trees  for warmth and to conserve energy. Thereafter, they will enter a state of  dormancy, allowing them to survive the winter. 

We wish all these spectacular insects a safe trip.

๐Ÿฆ‹Join us in May 2026 to celebrate these incredible creatures at our 2nd Annual Butterfly Day at the Griffith Historical Park, featuring our Monarch Waystation, the Griffith Junction Butterfly Stop.

(If you come visit our Monarch Waystation at the Depot, we ask that you do so respectfully. Please don’t touch the plants, insects, or disturb the habitat in any way. Thank you!)

photos by Jeanette Bobos and Ken Krick

This weekend!

It’s a busy weekend for the Historical Society!!
๐Ÿš‚Friday – LAST Barrel Train at Central Market for the Season!
๐Ÿš‚Saturday – Barrel Train at Safety Day at Central Park!
๐Ÿ›๏ธSaturday – The TOWN HISTORY Museum at the Franklin Center will be open!
๐Ÿ›ค๏ธSunday – Visit the Depot and Train Museums! Tour guides will be available. Parents of Beiriger 3rd Graders – come see what your kids learned this week!

๐Ž๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐”๐ฉ๐จ๐ง ๐š ๐“๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ – ๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐Ÿ’

๐™Š๐™ช๐™ง ๐™Ž๐™ค๐™˜๐™ž๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฎ ๐™Ž๐™–๐™œ๐™– – ๐™Ž๐™–๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™š๐™ง
๐“๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐จ๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐“๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ!

It was 25 years ago, and we are still grateful to everyone who donated time and money to help us preserve the Tower and save it from demolition.

Thanks to the businesses and banks that allowed us to put donation jars on their counters, and thanks to all the Griffith residents who put money in the jars! Thanks to all the Historical Society members, who volunteered every step of the way, and of course, thank you to all the people and businesses who donated money towards this gigantic project!

It was really a town-wide effort, and is a monument to the spirit of Griffith!

๐€๐๐ƒ ๐‡๐„๐‘๐„’๐’ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‘๐„๐’๐“ ๐Ž๐… ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐’๐“๐Ž๐‘๐˜

The man who said those words almost every night on the radio was a man named Paul Harvey. When he took notice of Joe Miller, he was the most-listened-to radio broadcaster in America, heard by 25 million people every day.

From his studios in Chicago, Illinois, Harvey would every day diligently sift through news reports available to newspapers and radio broadcasters. He was looking for compelling stories that might have been overlooked by other media outlets.

In early January, 1947, he found such a story, and it happened just 25 miles away in Griffith, Indiana.

Harveyโ€™s programs were carried by 1,200 radio stations, plus an additional 400 stations of American Forces Radio. Famous well into the 1980โ€™s, he had a popular syndicated newspaper column and a TV program.

Hereโ€™s the rest of Joeโ€™s story, Paul Harveyโ€™s tribute to Griffithโ€™s own, Joe Miller, was broadcast on January 8, 1947.

๐“๐ซ๐š๐ ๐ž๐๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐“๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ

๐™…๐™ค๐™š ๐™ˆ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก๐™š๐™ง’๐™จ ๐™Ž๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฎ

๐—™๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ!

A fear that is universal to all of us, but must have run deeper for men like Joe Miller, who worked in Griffithโ€™s 30-ft-tall Elgin Joliet and Eastern Railway interlocking tower.

You can imagine Joeโ€™s terror that evening in early January, 1947, when smoke began pouring from the towerโ€™s automatic switching controls. With more than 20 years a towerman, he immediately tried to put the fire out himself.

When that failed, and with no other way to alert the nearest depot, he ran down the tower stairs, knowing he was losing time with every step.

When the firemen arrived, all volunteers, Joe returned with them to the tower room despite Fire Chief Robert McFarlandโ€™s efforts to restrain him.

โ€œI have go up there,โ€ he told the Chief. โ€œIโ€™m the only one who knows how to shut off the controls that will flag oncoming trains to stop.โ€
So, Joe Miller went back into the smoky tower room again and did what he had to do. He again went down that long string of stairs and was taken to the local doctorโ€™s office.

He was coughing hard and often, and the doctor called Highland to use their Pullmotoran. But even that, an early type of ventilator to assist with breathing difficulties, didnโ€™t help.

Sadly, the time spent in the tower room inhaling smoke and chemical fumes from burning burning electrical wires had vanquished Joeโ€™s lungs and heart.

In the tradition of railroad men for generations, Joe Miller had done his duty, and gave his life heroically in doing so.
Newspaper articles praised his bravery and dedication to saving lives.

One newspaper ran an editorial suggesting Joe be nominated for a Carnegie Hero Award. Named after philanthropist Andrew Carnegie, it is presented โ€œto individuals in the United States and Canada who risk death or serious physical injury to an extraordinary degree saving or attempting to save the lives of others.โ€

Joe Miller did not receive that award, but he did receive notice from a man that some might say was equal in fame to Mr. Carnegie.

The upper room of the Griffith Centennial Tower Museum is dedicated to Mr. Miller’s memory as the Joseph Miller Tower Room.

Come back to find out the rest of the story.