Bobo

Well, after a few twists and turn arounds, we found the location of the Maples homestead, even if not the actual house site which our cousin was hoping for.  I knew that was not really and option.  I think there are 3 houses along the mile and a half or so of the road that goes through that land and the 40 acres just before it where her Briles lived.  I am pretty sure it is the same road today as it was back then.  It was really rough.  We saw lots of rocks, brush, a few cows, 2 herds of goats and one deer.

This is the vicinity.  The road is less than 2 miles long, and all but the first quarter mile goes through Maples land or the Briles land.

 A dry creek bed.

The Bobo Church is on the 'main' road, just a few yards from where you turn onto 'Maples Lane.' The Church was open so we went in.  On the bulletin board just inside, is a list of the 7 or 8 member families and their phone numbers.  The inside looks to be original, and several of the pews had personal cushions I guess left by the regulars.

This is Dixie at Bobo Cemetery.  It is back down the road from the church a mile or two.  The location was marked on my map and she so wanted to see it, but you cannot really see anything from the road.  We saw this group of trees a few yards from the road in a cleared pasture and we figured that had to be it.  And so it was.

Someone needs to adopt this cemetery.  There were a few actual gravestones and several native stone markers, but you could not read anything on any of the stones.  On our CCHS site we have these 4 names.

Ballow, Kindred R.--Son of E. E. & S. O.--Dec 1 1874--May 19 1976

Bobo, Burrell --son of W. J. & A.--Aug 19 1873--Oct 16 1873

Collier, Mary O.--Dau of W. M. & M. O.--Feb 4 1844--Sept 3 1884

Bobo, Lucinda I.--Dau of B. & M. M.--July 29 1863--June 11 1867

I enjoyed the day and was glad I could find the land for her, and I guess for me.  She had a little rental car and asked before we started if I wanted her to take that.  Knowing more about where we were headed, I declined the offer.  Long before we even got to our little 2 mile road, she said she know now why I had a truck.  By the end of the road, it was just rocky ruts.  Anyway, it was a good day looking for dead people.

Thankful

Today was family day at Church.  Greg went and took the kids.  Even Grandpa went.  There was lots of food, lots of kids, and several new visitors.  We  had a very good day.


And, thankful that the neighbor removed the big tree from the cemetery.

Here you can see what is left of the broken tree.

It fell right through the middle of this rock fenced area.

Breaking some of the fence stones, but not getting any of the grave markers.  It fell right between the Jacob Shank and John V. Leathers stones in the background.

I got down there just at sunup this morning.  

I was so thankful it did not fall on Jacob's stone.  I would have probably had to have it repaired if it got broken.

I walked 5 miles today.

Pies and Day Tripping

I started out this am around 7 and was over the hill past the Church by 8:30.

I helped a very little cleaning the Church and then took off down the road home, only to see the truck, both wheelers, and the tractor going through the gate to the pasture towards our little cemetery.  Oh boy, they are going to get the big downed tree off the graves.  No, about 10 minutes later they are all coming back.  To say, Terry, the neighbor has already removed the tree.  My lucky day.

I made 4 pumpkin pies and the kids ate most of one.  They went bowling and George and I drove down to the buffalo to see the Elk.  Again, our lucky day and we saw a herd and a big bull.  All in all a very good day with very little work.

I am now at 932 miles,well into Virginia.  By next Sunday, I plan on being less than 300 miles from Charles and Sarah in Fredericksburg.

Saturday

Work day at our little Church.  Tomorrow is family day.  I have a ham and I will make pumpkin pies and rolls.  I was thinking of taking other bothersome things, but decided on these because if we have leftovers, my family will eat all this.

I am going to walk over for the work day,  I plan o starting around 7, but have not had my coffee.  I will walk on past the church towards Powell's.  I do not want to arrive early.  Unlike Helen, I hate cleaning and the Church always looks clean to me.  To me, cleaning the Church is busy work.

Kids  Dad is home and he is supposed to take them bowling today.  I think they stayed up late with him last night. 

I am going to drink coffee, eat my oats and yogurt and be off, hoofing it.  I have gone 924 miles.  I am in Wytheville Virginia, only 155 miles from Charles Powell's farm along the South Side of the Dan.

And, I did not  have frost yesterday.  The Gatlins live on the banks of Dry Creek.

   

Last Week's News, tonight

I had a big week.  I finally got the cemetery cut, but I bought a machine to do it with.  It does not really show in the pictures, but the north side of it was overgrown with weeds over my head.  It was June the last time I cut it, and it has rained and rained so everything just kept on keeping on.

I bought a push type weed machine.  It really cuts the weeds and even small sprouts.

It looks so much better, except for the tree that got hit by lighting and fell across 

part of it.  I don't think it broke any actual grave markers, but it broke up some of the rocks on the rock fence.  I was glad it missed Jacob's stone.  George will have to cut it up to get it out, but that can wait till cooler weather.

During the week on my walks, I picked up the trash between here and the red barn.  I only got two walmart bags of trash, which is pretty good.  Yesterday, George and I went over and burned the bag of trash that someone lost right in front of the red barn last July.  I kept thinking someone that lived over there would take care of it, but not.

Saturday, I walked over past Peden's and down to the slab across Dry Creek at the back of Billy Joe's place, 8 miles round trip.  It was dry both ways.

I started a little after 6 and was past Peden's by sunup.

Sunday, I walked to the Coin bridge, 6 miles round trip. Dry Creek had standing water there, but was not flowing. I am now at 910 miles.

On my walk up Callen's Branch a few weeks ago, I found a glass bread pan.  I carried it to the slab, but did not want to carry it all the way home.  Sunday, we drove over and got it.  Robert was not impressed. 

The kids and I watched the first part of the ellipse last night.  It was really red.  Robert was interested, but Hannah not so much.  I took some pics, but have not downloaded them just yet.

That is all I know and then some. 

The Goats..

All 10
Bertha
Big White
Patsy
Holly [Big White's dau]
Boots [black nanny]
June Bug [brown nanny]
Little Red
plus the new kids, Sonny, Cher and Little Miracle.

Big White and Holly.  Holly will soon be two years old.

Patsy, mother of our new billy.

Boots, out of Patsy and Bertha's Black Billy, almost 2 years old.

June Bug, out of Patsy and Hot Rod, 1 year old in June.

Lil Red, she is lost without her Mama.

Our first baby of the year.  Robert dubbed her Miracle.

Cher, out of Patsy and Sir Arthur, brother to Sonny. 

Sonny, our new billy, out of Patsy and Sir Arthur.

And The Boss.