This is the barn that belongs to the Single Brother’s House. The Single Brother’s House was a dormatory for young men who left home and learned a trade. They usually left home at about 14 years of age. It was started in the 1700s by the Moravians. Several of my uncles of that era and grandfather attended the school for boys and were apprentices at the local shops. One of my grandfathers was a gunsmith and another a miller. A miller is one who grinds the grain.
Many of the local farmers would bring their grain to my grandfather. The local people relied heavily on the Moravian community of Old Salem because of the skills this community provided. My Uncle Bim was the smartest man I ever knew. He and my Aunt Nana owned The Mountain House which you can read about on my sidebar. Just look under catagories and you’ll see lots of articles on The Mountain House. You can use my search feature to find them too. Nana and Uncle Bim lived in this community of Old Salem and they helped to raise me. I loved Nana’s house–it smelled like beeswax. She made her own candles as did so many other Moravians.
Beeswax was used by the Moravians because it is the most pure form of wax. Pure like the Christ child. Pure like your life should be. I’m a Baptist now but I tell MrD that I don’t know exactly why cause there is a saying around here that once Moravian–always Moravain. I believe it cause I never stopped being one and I can sure feel my roots running deep in my veins.
The very best memories of my childhood took place here. Thank you Nana and Uncle Bim. I will never ever be able to thank you enough. They have both long passed but there are many who still remember them and how much they served their community. Giving back—is at the heart of every Moravian.
For God so loved that he gave—and so should you—is what they taught me. My Uncle Bim was the head coffee maker for several decades and my Aunt Nana was the treasurer for Salem Academy from her graduation in 1913 to her retirement in 1957. What an amazing life of service they both had.