This small cemetery was right in the middle of a residential area. I had it on my list of things to see and only discovered by chance while I was searching for the town's water tower that was supposedly painted to look like a UFO. It doesn't anymore, unless there is more than one water tower in Ogallala.
A little bit of history behind the cemetery.
This was sad. She probably died in child birth.
The pamphlet I had said it was one of the first burials here.
The cemetery was eventually abandoned and some of the dead were moved to the new cemetery in town. The graves of the rest were neglected. At the turn of the century children used the hill as a sledding area steering around the scattered grave markers as part of the fun. By the 1930's most everything was destroyed. All that we see today are the results of efforts made to research and restore the cemetery as an appropriate memorial for the dead.
This is an identical copy of "The Trail Boss" statue that can be found in Dallas, Texas. I think they wanted it here as it appears he is looking over the graves in deep thought.
Ogallala was the end of the Texas Trail and it is estimated that over a million cattle came through here between 1870 and 1885. For a few of the trail drovers, Ogallala's Boot Hill was the end of their trail.
I always hate seeing children's graves or someone that has died young...yet always like to look at the headstones.
I think your third photo is just sooo sad. Just something about seeing the headstones with the grass growing up...and the fact that there is not a great number of them makes it feel lonely.
...sad reflections; all a part of history I guess
So interesting. The grave markers in these old cemeteries tell such a story.
're-fighting the civil war' - made me laugh.
That was an interesting find. Love the statue. The horse looks like it's trying to shoo flies.
I've never heard of Ogallala, Nebraska - only of the Ogallala Sioux, for whom the town must have been names.
Thanks for the lesson on 'Boot Hill'. Very important history to know.
Now, even I know.
Hey, I always wondered where they got "Boot Hill", so it makes perfect sense to me now. And reminds me that I need a new pair of boots--the price will certainly KILL me!
Sometimes I forget how hard life was a century and a half ago. Photos like this help me remember how lucky we are now.
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