Showing posts with label snake. Show all posts
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Monday, July 6, 2009

Photographing Tombstones, Entry 2

Sunday the 5th of July was a magnificent day for a Kansas summer. It was a rare only 85 degrees outside, with a gentle wind out of the north and billowly clouds marching regularly across the sky. Certainly a day on which to use my ready excuse of photographing tombstones to get out and take in some great backroads scenery.

After driving north I decided to head for the Fairview Cemetery, located approximately 1.5 miles south and another 1.5 miles west of the village of Portis. This cemetery is the primary one for Portis citizens, who over the decades have made use of some five cemeteries in the immediate area.

In the eastern portion of the cemetery can be found the Fairview Cemetery Marker. It was commissioned by Portis area native Maude McMindes and commemorates those who lived in the region before 1890. A list of those early settlers can be found on the marker's back. Maude's final resting place is elsewhere in the cemetery.

A notable person in her own right, Maude started teaching in a one-room rural schoolhouse. She moved on to elementary and high schools, and then became a professor at Fort Hays State University in Hays, Kansas, where she established that university's teaching program - at the time only the second such program of its kind in the entire nation. McMindes Hall on the FHSU campus stands as a tribute to her contributions to education in the state.

As with all cemeteries, there are always two or three interesting tombstones that even the most indifferent visitor will look twice at. Above is the main stone for Hubert and Ida Hahn. Dating from the late 1980s or mid-1990s, at first it just looks like a tall slab of granite. But when you look again you notice that it has been carved in the shape of a book. The Book of Hubert and Ida's Life? So many metaphors come to mind.

His stone is simple, but his contributions to Kansas farmers is immense. Walter A. Bodge was one of those farmers who, in his spare time - usually in winter - worked on things that could make his life easier. He patented a number of inventions, including one of the first and most popular milo guards on the market (it eventually sold millions) and the Golden Rod wire stretcher, still the preferred tool among many farmers not only across the Sunflower State but the entire country as well.


Apparently it will not be a proper visit to a cemetery in Osborne County for me without some sort of snake experience. This day's tale was laid out before me right in the open sun, as seen above: a nicely laid-out old three-foot long rattlesnake's skin. Where the previous owner went in his new skin was an immediate concern, but faded after a while.


Less harmful creatures were more curious as to the behavior of this odd human who kept stooping over vertical stones. This young rabbit allowed me to walk within two feet of him before he decided to seek deeper cover.


Some tombstones relate a story that make you stop and think. Twenty-three year old Naval pilot Donald Van Staalduine was lost while flying over the Atlantic Ocean in World War II. One of the famous "Bermuda Triangle" disappearances? We'll probably never know what really happened.

All in all it took an hour and a half to walk the Fairview Cemetery and record 348 photographs of the stones found there. Happily the cemetery is relatively well cared for and continues to be a preferred eternal resting place.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Photographing Tombstones, Entry 2


Now equipped with my trusty digital camera once more, I stopped by the Delhi Cemetery on the way back from Lincoln to continue my project of taking photos of every tombstone in Osborne County. Located approximately nine miles north of Lucas, Kansas, Delhi Cemetery sits in the extreme southeast corner of the county in Delhi Township. Both the township and cemetery are named after Delhi, Vermont.

If you are into cemeteries, Delhi is certainly one to check out. Old and new stones are well mixed amongst each other here. The cemetery is also known for its native stone handcarved tombstones. The following are a few examples:

Among the many stories found in Delhi Cemetery is that of Bosen and Eliza (Jaman) Bronson. Bosen, or "Bose" as he was called, was a Kentucky slave who received permission from his master to fight for the Union side in the Civil War. Eliza was born in 1808 in Virginia, and ended up in Kentucky as well at the close of the war. The two then married (her fourth) and eventually took out a homestead in Delhi Township. They got to see their grandchildren graduate college here in Kansas. Eliza died in 1916 at the age of 108 years, still the oldest person to ever live in Osborne County. Surrounding their final resting place are what may be the unmarked graves of as many as 40 other "Exodusters" who left the South to resettle in Osborne County.

Explorer Extra: While the photo above shows one headstone for Bose Bronson, a second headstone for the Civil War veteran stands just to the north on the other side of an old cedar, giving a different date of death. Why there are two stones is no longer known.

Great Explorer Story: In the middle of four century-old cedar trees I was kneeling down in front of a small tombstone trying to focus my camera. Suddenly I heard something fall with a solid Whumph out of the tree about two feet in front of me.

Now, even though it is 2PM by this time, I instinctly know that I am in a cemetery, and that I am the only living human in that cemetery to boot. Therefore instinct took over and I did a very credible backflip and scrambled to my feet - just in time to see a large snake pulling the rest of its body out of the tree and along the grass.

The five-foot reptile gave me a little hiss and slowly slithered off toward the next tree, its middle clearly bulging with no doubt its latest prey. Either several hours or several minutes later (I really didn't care which it was) my heart finally calmed down and I went back to photographing tombstones - automatically jumping at every little sound I heard from the remaining trees I had to get under.

Moral of the Story: Explorers can Expect the Unexpected!

I'll finish with this photo of a tombstone for a three-day old infant. A cedar tree/bush has completely grown over this stone, and the only way to get a photo of it was to lie on my stomach and crawl under the bush, with all the cedar needles sticking in. Good thing I was the only living human in the cemetery; otherwise it would have been too good an opportunity for someone to lean over just as I was taking this photograph and yell,

"SNAKE!!!!!"

Happy Exploring!