History
The Jaite Company Paper Mill was the brain child of Charles Jaite, who founded the company on September 18, 1905. The mill remained in operation through 1951 and was then sold because of increasing competition in the south. After the property was sold to various owners, including Tecumseh who used the plant for making boxes, it ceased operation and was partially dismantled in 1984. The remains of the factory can be seen on the Erie Canal Scenic Pathway somewhere around mile marker 19 or 20, between lock 31 and 32. When the factory's operation began to decline, the community of Jaite declined as well.
Charles Jaite purchased the section of land along Riverview Road in 1906 and along Vaughn Road in 1917 to provide housing for the workers of his paper mill. It had "houses and a dormitory, and also a general store, post office, and railway station". Today, most of the buildings of Jaite still exist, painted yellow. Some are occupied by businesses but most are occupied by operations of the National Park Service.
Read more about this topic: Jaite Mill Historic District
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