Vermont native John Banfil moved here in 1847 and would eventually serve as the first postmaster for a town he would plat in 1851 called Manomin (the Ojibwe word for wild rice). Before all that, though, he built a tavern and sawmill along the Red River Ox Cart Trail. When the Government Road was surveyed by Lieutenant Simpson, Banfill suggested using the top of his milldam to cross a creek instead of building a new bridge. When that didn’t happen, Banfill filed a lawsuit for $500 in damages. Simpson countersued, claiming Banfill was trying to blackmail him; Banfil lost.
Henry Mower Rice, the fur trader turned politician who helped realize statehood for Minnesota, bought land in Fridley in 1849 and put up a nice house but his new wife apparently didn’t like the area; they moved out the day after she arrived.
Abram McCormick Fridley a native of New York, bought Rice’s land and mansion and set out to leave his mark on the community. (That grand 16-room mansion was moved to northeast Minneapolis in 1950.) In 1851 President Millard Fillmore appointed Fridley as Indian agent for the Ho Chunk who had been relocated to nearby Long Prairie. Fridley thought the area was a poor choice—too swampy and full of insects—but he didn’t get much of a chance to effect the decision as he lost his job just two years later when the voters replaced President Fillmore with Franklin Pierce. Fridley moved to St. Paul and won election as sheriff of Ramsey County; during his tenure, he carried out the state’s first legal execution, hanging a Native American man convicted of murder.
He moved to Manomin and represented the area in the Territorial legislature in 1855 and was still politically connected when his home township became a county in 1857, a very small county at that. It’s not clear if this was a mistake or if someone had it out for Fridley; he clearly favored the latter interpretation:
The bill passed by both houses embraced, in addition to the territory comprising the present town of Fridley, the town of Mound View, both taken from Ramsey county; but by skullduggery, presumably by a Ramsey county politician, Mound View was omitted in the enrollment of the bill presented to the Governor (an uncle of mine), who approved it without discovering the emasculation. –From a letter to Judge Edwin A. Jaggard; April 18, 1899.
Fridley the man, tried to make a go of it, serving as the chair of the board for Manomin County, a jurisdiction that folks took to calling “Major Fridley’s Kingdom.” The small county could never raise enough money to sustain basic services, though, so it was merged with Anoka County in 1869, an action that required approving an amendment to the state constitution.
Abram Fridley, unburdened by trying to manage a small county, went on to serve two terms in the state legislature. During his second term in 1879, the legislature passed a bill changing the name of the township where Fridley lived from Manomin to Fridley; the bill was sponsored by Abram Fridley himself.
Abram was a man of many accomplishments. In addition to serving in the state legislature, he served a four-year term as regent for the University of Minnesota, worked as a land grant agent for the St. Paul and Pacific Railroad, which later became part of the Great Northern Railroad, which probably explains how Abram got to be friends with rail magnate James J. Hill.
During the 1870s Fridley the village attracted a few new businesses (a starch plant and a couple of mills) but they failed and Fridley was nearly a ghost town by the 1890s. Farming picked up, many of them dairy farms, but mostly the area stayed quiet into the middle of the 20th century, when, in 1949, residents voted to incorporate the whole township as a village. A lawsuit delayed implementation for two years, then in 1957 the village incorporated as a city.
The Fridley story took a tragic turn in the 20th century, at least for the Fridley family. Granddaughter Mary (David Fridley’s daughter) was murdered by her husband, Fred Price, on November 28, 1914. Fred wanted a bigger share of the Fridley fortune (she had recently received $10,000 in bonds from her father). Mary died after falling from a cliff along the Mississippi River in St. Paul. Fred claimed she fell while out walking her dog (a spaniel named Chum) and the police believed him, at first, anyway. Not content to just get away with murder, though, Fred sued St. Paul for not having a guard rail at the spot where she fell. Mary’s father, David, grew suspicious and hired a private investigator who soon cracked the case, probably by encouraging Fred’s accomplice, Charles Etchison, to confess. Fred was eventually tried and convicted in January 1916; he died in Stillwater prison in 1930. The trial opened the door on many of Fred’s secrets, like his criminal past, a mistress, and the little detail that he never officially divorced his first wife.