Late last week, we took advantage of the last day without doggies to visit Charles Lindbergh’s childhood home and the adjoining Charles A. Lindbergh State Park near Little Falls, MN. I only knew a minimal amount about Lindbergh – that his had been the first solo flight across the Atlantic and that he grew up in Little Falls, MN. That’s it! So I learned a lot.
Lindbergh’s childhood home on the banks of the Mississippi River. This home was built in 1906 after a far grander home burned to the ground in 1905. Lindbergh lived here in summers and then full time with only his mother since his parents were separated.
- Lindbergh would hide his toys in this spot behind the kitchen wainscoting so the hired hand’s kids wouldn’t get after them when he was away in Washington for the winter (his father, C.A., was a Congressman).
Overlooking the Mighty Mississippi, Lindbergh used this screened porch as his bedroom on all but the very coldest of nights.
Some items, like this piano, were salvaged from the larger house before it burned to the ground. Lindbergh’s mother loved the piano and certainly other items burned up because the clock was ticking, but this is an item that several men had to remove first.
Interestingly, most of the items found in the house do belong to the Lindbergh family. The only reason they are still around is because Lindbergh had them in storage. Once he made his flight he was a sensation and the home was ransacked in search of “souvenirs.” Without doubt if these items had been left in the house, they would have been destroyed and stolen. This car was left in the house and was parted out, painted up, and nearly destroyed. Later crews from Fort Ridgely donated their time to restore it to its original condition. Lindbergh drove his mother and some other relatives to California in this car – it took them 40 days!!
The house was repaired by WPA workers in the mid 30s and they also built structures at the state park.
Charles A. Lindbergh State Park was donated to the state in the 30s to honor the flying superstar’s father. Here’s one idyllic scene.
We did a bit of geocaching but didn’t bring bug dope, so we didn’t last too long. Too bad – it was so pretty.