We sadly learned of the recent passing of John Fiske, a long-time member of the Ipswich Historical Commission. At our June meeting, the Commission unanimously voted to grant the 2021 Mary Conley Preservation award to our esteemed former chairman for his exceptional service to the Town of Ipswich, and granted him the honorary title of Chair Emeritus.
Deluge! An Eyewitness Account of the Mother’s Day Storm of 2006
Carted Back to Ipswich, 1714
The Greek Hotel
The Grand Old Fourth
"The night before the Fourth of July, thousands of people were milling up and down Central and Market Streets and Depot Square. Every man and boy carried a revolver and shot off blank cartridges as fast as they could reload. "At five o'clock on the morning of the Fourth, the sexton of the Methodist Church could open up the doors and let in the boys to ring the church bell for an hour. Then came the parade."
Life in the Time of Greenheads
Situated in the epicenter of The Great Marsh, Ipswich is ground zero for the annual invasion of Town's Official Pest, Tabanus nigrovittatus, better known as the Greenhead Fly. In my opinion, which I am happy to share with you, the Latin name for this scourge lends it far more dignity than it deserves.
A Revolutionary Guest: John Adams’ Letters From Ipswich
Joseph English: Loyalty and Survival in the Life of a Colonial Native Scout
Mary Perkins Bradbury, Charged as a Witch
The 1934 Parade Celebrating the 300th Anniversary of the Founding of Ipswich
The Burke Heel Factory and Canney Lumber Fire, June 19, 1933
In English Ways
Rum Runners
Ipswich folks have always had a taste for good rum. Its hidden creeks was a paradise for the rum runners and bootleggers during the Prohibition era. Tales of the Coast Guard chasing rum runners were common. It was very seldom that one could be caught. The booze was unloaded at convenient places like Gould's Bridge. To distract the authorities, someone would set a fire in town.















