Eleanor Roosevelt National Historic Site

Eleanor Roosevelt National Historic Site (Val-Kill) consists of 180 acres (0.73 km2) approximately two miles east of Springwood, the Hyde Park Roosevelt family home.

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    You need not be proud of me.... I’m only being active till you can be again—it isn’t such a great desire on my part to serve the world and I’ll fall back into habits of sloth quite easily!
    Eleanor Roosevelt (1884–1962)

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    —Corinne Roosevelt Robinson (1861–1933)

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    Susan B. Anthony (1820–1906)

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    Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)

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