Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Virgina City



Virginia City

May 7, 2010
we took a step back into history on this day
way back to the 1800s
the setting, Virginia City
upon arrival we set ourselves up in the ghostly motel
Bonanza Inn
anticipating anything in the dark, wee hours of the night
we roamed the streets learning of the families who once thrived in this
bustling town
we heard story upon story of encounters with these spirits who still hold on to their
earthly homes
we explored buildings and homes all the while an eerie feeling lurking as though
we were being watched from eyes unseen
we worked our hands in between learning and exploring
clearing trail, clearing branches pulling weeds
all the while learning the value of working outdoors
and for the good of all
we learned of hangings that took the lives of 24 town folks
we learned of the deaths of young and old from
mining accidents, murder, and epidemics of the time
we roamed the sweet peaceful cemetery that
lay atop a hillside overlooking the city
we learned more about the mining boom that made the city
and how it slowly faded away leaving this small town
to fade away into history, leaving behind
old creaking buildings full of history, ghosts and exploration waiting to be had

“You know what’s in there? Shhh….. Can you hear it? That’s history!” Harry stone, Val Hingson, Martha Knox 2010

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