Aug 25, 2020 - Uncategorized    No Comments

R.I.P. Ray Watkin; your legacy in Saratoga Springs lives on

The Saratoga Springs mayor who sued the federal government to save the downtown post office, ran a Broadway bootery frequented by Skidmore students, and officiated at my marriage (twice, kind of) passed away Sunday, Aug. 23.

Ray Watkin at his 90th birthday party in June 2019 with the McNearys.

He was 91 and, truth be told, Raymond Watkin had a good run.

Ray will be buried Wednesday alongside his wife Joan, a talented artist who died in August 2013. Her work adorned the walls of their home, and he adored her.

Last time I spoke to him was on his 91st birthday in June. I meant to stop by to say hi. I didn’t. Least I can do it let the world know he hasn’t been forgotten.

Here’s the piece I posted in 2019 as a 90th birthday tribute:

When you go inside the 1910 post office on Broadway in Saratoga Springs, look around. Look up at the leaded glass skylight. Notice the murals on the walls from the 1930s. Admire the arches and architectural details remaining in one of the most elaborate lobbies of its kind in New York.

This historic gem exists because one local guy sued the federal government – and won.

That guy is Raymond Watkin, who turned 90 on June 9.

Watkin was mayor from 1974 through 1980. He was mayor when the Saratoga Springs Preservation Foundation was established and when the post office and other properties were designated components of a new Broadway Historic District. When Watkin couldn’t convince his City Council colleagues to step up, he personally sued the federal government — and literally stopped the destruction of the post office.

The turning point of downtown occurred during his tenure, as local and federal initiatives and investments began to restore and ultimately preserve Broadway storefronts, setting the stage for today’s thriving downtown.

At the time, I was a rookie reporter covering the city for The Saratogian, the daily newspaper. Back then the City Council elections were non-partisan, which seems fitting for local races, though no one loves to schmooze about politics more than Ray Watkin.

Ray Watkin’s faux marriage ceremony 42 years ago at the Golden Fox in Albany. Because he lacked jurisdiction, he married Jim and I the day prior in City Hall — and it was lovely.

I don’t think I ever got a scoop out of Mayor Watkin, but he does have a special place in my heart. In 1978 he officiated my wedding – two days in a row. As our big day approached, Watkin informed us he didn’t have jurisdiction at our wedding venue in Albany. So my now-husband Jim picked me up at the newspaper and we went across the street to City Hall, where Watkin married us in a lovely, brief and intimate ceremony. He then performed the faux formalities the following day before more than a hundred unsuspecting family and friends.

Thought I’d share these couple of stories on the occasion of Ray’s 90th, to publicly thank him for a memorable marriage ceremony and for his legacy to the city.

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