the restoration of the
Joseph Knight Sr. Farmhouse
home of the
First Branch of the L.D.S. Church
During the time Larry C. Porter, Phd, was working on his dissertation "A Study of the Origins of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in the States of New York and Pennsylivania", he happened to knock on the door
at 1963 E. Windsor Road in Nineveh, NY, and inquired as to whether the home might be the old Joseph Knight Sr. farmhouse. The lady who answered the door assured him that it was and told him she had some papers he might be interested in. As she left to
get the papers her husband appeared at the door and after inquiring of Mr. Porter what the purpose of his visit was and whether or not he was "Mormon", he unceremoniously asked Porter to leave with the stern warning to never return. During the ensuing 34 years
the house sat, in obscurity, waiting to be rediscovered. What follows is the story of that re-discovery.
In 2004, during the course of restoration work on the Josiah Stowell home, the Afton,
NY town historian, Charlie Decker, asked if we would be interested in seeing the Joseph Knight Sr. farmhouse. Of course we were interested, but a little skeptical as to the surety of his claim regarding its authenticity. Charlie commented, with some
indignation, “it’s the Joseph Knight House today and it was the Joseph Knight home when it was built. I know it, my father knew it, my grandfather knew it and my great grandfather knew it. It’s always been the Joseph Knight home”.
Since then we have procured provenance documentation that verifies his claim.
We first drove by the farmhouse during the summer of 2004. It was deserted, overgrown with tall weeds and very shabby in appearance. We made a collective
decision right then that somehow or someway we should purchase the property. After researching ownership and legal status of the property, we found the foreclosing mortgage broker in Hoboken, NJ. An offer was tendered which the broker accepted. In
accordance with New York state law we then had to wait a year to take legal possession of the property.
We commenced the cleanup and restoration work in August of 2005 and have been working on it ever since. The site is approximately 9
acres in size, (700' fronting the Susquehanna River), a small pond and the house with its several more modern additions.
Originally we planned on a simple renovation, as opposed to restoration, for the enjoyment of our re1spective families as
a vacation home, but that changed during the length of time it took to kneel in a dedicatory prayer. We were moved by the Spirit, knowing that we had been directed, or more precisely called as stewards to restore and preserve the home for the enjoyment,
education and spiritual quickening of the membership of the Church, and hopefully the contiguous communities residents.
In 2010 we changed the ownership from our personal names to the Colesville Branch Restoration LLC, an Arizona Corporation. In 2012
we incorporated as a non-profit Arizona corporation and subsequently received 501(c)(3) status from the IRS . The joy we have received in seeing the spiritual transformation of the Saints in the area and the softening of hearts of many nearby neighbors
has been gratifying beyond words.
We appreciate the interest and kindness shown by so many people; those who have contributed financial support and those who have taken the time to labor in the restoration.
One particular event is worthy
of recounting. In November of 2012, this writer was working alone in the house. We had previously discovered a window that had been covered with sheet-rock on the inside and vinyl siding outside. The window happened to be one of three original
windows in the home. It came out easily and was set aside so that the vinyl siding could be more easily removed and the rotted window-casing repaired. In attempting to put the window back in its now repaired casing it became jammed and the window ended
up in a rigid trapezoid. The harder I tried, the more rigid it became. Fearful that prying or forcing the window might break or damage it, I took it out and laid it on the floor where it balanced on two opposing corners, out of square and out of plumb.
"I turned my back to pick up a wide blade chisel so that I might carefully work the frame when I heard a sound. Turning around I found the window in a perfect rectangle on the floor, each window sash in its own track and in perfect form. My first
inclination was bewilderment, even shock, then a perfect understanding immersed my soul and I understood that this was a 'tender mercy', someone was watching who cared."