This little farming community is along the county lines of Lincoln and Washington Counties. There is not much left of it today. There are a few vacant homesteads in the area and short distance away is the church and cemetery. The barn that had housed the store and Post Office is an empty lot.
It is mostly farm country mixed with some ranching. It is pretty empty country. The homes are some distance apart and very few of the old homesteads remain. If it was nice flat farm land, the buildings became a liability and down they came. Where there had been homes on most road corners are now occupied by road markers. Long gone are the days of community socials, card parties, quilting bees and the weekend dance.
There are occasional reminders of what used to be.
In silent testimony a few buildings stand, harking back to other times on the prairie. Today, many of the country folks are like the city folks, in a hurry to go someplace. The dust whirlwind marks where the pick up is rushing across the land going somewhere. Otherwise is is silence, occasionally the wind whispers and the grasses wave at the stroke of the breezes.
The church sits a distance away. Here the early settlers met and gave thanks for being on their land. Once a year, services are still held here. A pastor from a nearby town journeys out into the country to help many remember their roots and their families that are in the cemetery. It is not left to neglect, somebody gives it some good TLC at times.
Here one can visit with the people that traveled miles across the wilderness to their own little corner of heaven Many had gotten off the boat and made the trip cross country seeking out a new life. So many did not make it through the dirty 30’s and walked away from their dream. A few lasted and kept their land. Their children went to the big city and no one to take over the operation and more farms were consolidated into one farm. The population continues to decline today.
The building is nicely maintained, the pews await the next meeting. Into the future in silence goes the little community now with more ghosts then critters.
Here one can walk and listen to the voices of the past. Look out over the land that held so many hope. Look at a dream that was shattered by nature.