You may visit but you can't stay. All the people are gone.

There's a good chance you have never been to Fairfield. All that's left of it are pictures, memories. It's under water and has been since the middle 1970s.

Before that, Fairfield was a little village, home to a few hundred souls and their histories.

Today, boaters slither to and fro, perhaps knowing a town once was there. Perhaps not. In any event, they don't care. Maybe none of us should care.

You're about to relive the history of Fairfield.

So, click on the bridge and visit some old friends. (Toot your horn once.)

-- John C. Updike

Proud graduate of F.G.S., 1960

About me, if you care

Coming up on the annual town reunion, Sunday, June 10, in Dunlapsville. We hope to see you there. Bring pictures, stories, or just a smile. And if you aren't from Fairfield, well ... we always welcomed new people to our town.

Visit the Contributions link for some unique perspectives on the old town.

As well, our town was platted in 1815, so we're three years away from a 200th anniversary. Keep that in mind.

And if you know who took the rock, tell somebody!


Click HOTSHOTS to get a glimpse of Jerry Thackrey's personal basketball letter. Thanks, Pinoch!

WHERE'S FAIRFIELD? WHY, IT'S RIGHT HERE!

We are a part of little Indiana.
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