Whenever a party was given, guests would comment incessantly about how much fun they were having. The Elwood family, for instance, who were once invited over to a gathering at the Seymours’, were said to have talked about it almost at every dinner for years. Guests were truly enchanted. It wasn’t for nothing that little… Read More
Little Weylin, denying such a mystic theory, or even the more realistic assumption that the boat had sunk -for Louis was a very experienced sailor- spent hours, days and even months sitting at a harbor bench, praying for his old man to come back. Nevertheless, the day came when there was no choice but accepting the… Read More
As opposed to the streets’ chaos, Weylin grew up in a very quiet and cozy Dutch colonial gambrel roof house. He loved drawing and writing stories, and sometimes helped his mother with the cooking. He found this task a little tedious but also enjoyed it, because he liked the feeling of helping with the food… Read More
It is a historic and amazing coincidence, and we can proudly announce that due to these specific dates, Mr. Weylin B. Seymour was not only the last “New Netherlander” or “New Amsterdammer” but also the very first “New Yorker”. He was a social, cultural and political hinge of flesh and blood himself. It was the… Read More