Capaha Rose Display Garden

Whenever I think of the Capaha Rose Display Garden across from Cherry Hill, I think of Gladys Stiver, so I asked her granddaughter, Shari, to fill me in on the place.

Here’s what she sent me:

What most folks call the Capaha Rose Garden was the 1953 brainchild of best friends and demon gardeners Arla Harris and Gladys Stiver.

By 1955, they’d founded what was officially called the Rose Display Garden at the northwest corner of Capaha Park, and by sometime in the 1960’s had managed to get the garden certified as a Rose Test Garden by the AARS, the All-America Rose Selections, a national society which tests all new roses and selects annual winners in a variety of categories. In the garden world, this is a really big deal.

AARS Test Garden

There are only 10 gardens nationwide now certified by the AARS as test gardens, and in the 1970’s there were only about 135. Very fitting for The City of Roses and a huge achievement back then for the local garden clubs.

The Garden has always been maintained by the volunteers from the various garden clubs making up what was then the Cape Girardeau Council of Garden Clubs, with each club assuming responsibility for a number of the up to 42 beds in the garden.

Slave labor, however, has also always been welcome, and I spent most Saturday mornings of my childhood weeding beds and deadheading spent blooms under the critical eye of my grandmother, Gladys “Ike” Stiver, who rewarded these efforts with a banana split at Sunny Hill Restaurant. In the 1950’s, when I worked there, competition among garden clubs to maintain the plants and beds was fierce.

 

Fruitland Strack Quarry Gets OK

The Missourian had a story Wednesday saying that the Missouri Division of Natural Resources Clean Water Commission has granted Strack Excavating an operating permit at the site of its quarry development off U.S. 61 near Fruitland. Here’s a link to the DNR site with all of the information, including a legend identifying the property owners on the exhibit above. No. 7 is the northern boundary of Saxon Lutheran High School.

You can click on any photo to make it larger.

Aerial of general quarry area

When Ernie Chiles and I went flying on April 17, 2011, I asked him to make a pass over the Saxon Lutheran High School in Fruitland. I didn’t know at the time exactly where the proposed quarry was going to be, but I figured we’d be close.

This view above is generally to the north. The high school is the inverted Y-shaped building with the blue roof at the left center. You can orient yourself by looking for the road that curves to the right near the top of the photo and the creek / treeline that cuts across diagonally at the center.

View to the southwest

The school is on the left; the light-colored road running left to right at the top is I-55, the darker road running under I-55 is U.S. 61. The road that makes a right-angle bend is County Road 601.

What’s east of the school?

When we made a closer pass, my eye was drawn to something diagonally across from the school’s athletic fields. Whatever it was was spread over a significant expanse of land.

Looks like some kind of recycling operation

It looks like what we would have called a junk yard in the old days. It appears that it’s somewhere that takes big pieces and makes them into piles of little pieces. Note the corner of the high school’s playing field in the upper left.

Still can’t identify it

We came in a little tighter, but I still couldn’t tell exactly what was going on there. I wasn’t sufficiently curious enough to drive up there to find out. I’m sure someone will fill me in.

Without getting in the middle of what is purely a local issue, it does seem a little disingenuous to get worked up about the quarry when there appears to be another industrial operation with its attendant traffic within stone’s throw of a playing field.

Strack Hwy 74 Quarry

Here’s a link to photos I took of the Strack Quarry on Hwy 74 last fall.

 

 

 

 

Last Model T Produced in 1927

Foodie Friend Jan Norris sent me a message Tuesday morning gleaned from some list that sends her daily minor factoids to clutter her brain.

Let me clear one thing up before we get to her post: I’m missing that piece of the male gene that contains an interest in automobiles. I have buddies that can ID every car on the road, what engine it has, how many throckmartins it puts out and whether that particular model has whingdings or not.

I do well to know how many doors it has and come close to guessing the color. That’s why I’m going to go out on a limb and say that these photos from Mother’s scrapbook are of a Ford Model T that Jan’s quote talks about. [You can click on the photos to make them larger.]

Last Model T

On this day in 1927, the last Ford Model T rolled off the assembly line. It was the first affordable automobile, due in part to the assembly line process developed by Henry Ford. It had a 2.9-liter, 20-horsepower engine and could travel at speeds up to 45 miles per hour. It had a 10-gallon fuel tank and could run on kerosene, petrol, or ethanol, but it couldn’t drive uphill if the tank was low, because there was no fuel pump; people got around this design flaw by driving up hills in reverse. [Like on Mill Hill.]

Model T cost $290 in 1927

Ford believed that “the man who will use his skill and constructive imagination to see how much he can give for a dollar, instead of how little he can give for a dollar, is bound to succeed.” The Model T cost $850 in 1909, and as efficiency in production increased, the price dropped. By 1927, you could get a Model T for $290….(But in 1927, with pay averaging $1000 a year, this still was likely a good chunk of change out of a salary.)

A car for the great multitude

“I will build a car for the great multitude,” said Ford. “It will be large enough for the family, but small enough for the individual to run and care for. It will be constructed of the best materials, by the best men to be hired, after the simplest designs that modern engineering can devise. But it will be low in price that no man making a good salary will be unable to own one — and enjoy with his family the blessing of hours of pleasure in God’s great open spaces.”

Some things don’t change

I don’t know who the folks are in the photos (maybe Mother will chime in), but they are all looking at the broken-down car in the way we STILL look at a vehicle that won’t start. The small child in the top photo has already mastered the if-I-stare-at-it-long-enough-maybe-it’ll heal-itself pose.

You can see another variation of the “Oh, Bleep!” pose in this fender-bender story.

Stoddard County Confederate Memorial

In the shadow some of the most disgracefully tattered flags I’ve seen flying in a public venue is a fascinating memorial to the Confederate dead from Stoddard County, Mo.

Larry Arnold’s idea

Larry Arnold, a Civil War buff from Dexter, Mo., saw a Civil War tombstone in a St. James, Mo., cemetery that had the soldier’s name and normal dates, but on the back was inscribed, “killed by the Yankees at the Battle of Booneville, Mo. Whenever he saw a military stone after that, he was always disappointed not to see the detail of the serviceman’s death.

The Stoddard County’s Confederate Memorial’s website tells what happened next:

When Jim McGhee and Jim Mayo published their book, “Stoddard Grays“, (an informational book about Confederate soldiers from Stoddard County), Arnold started to get an idea. “I thought it would be neat to order grave markers for the 117 plus Stoddard Countians that died during the war and inscribe where and how they died on the back.

“When I conceived the idea there was 117 known Stoddard Countians. We now know of 121 soldiers, 9 civilians–‘Political’ prisoners who died in prison at Alton, Illinois, plus 22 non-Stoddard Countians who are buried in this location; their home counties are inscribed on the back of the stones.”

“Even though their bodies lie from Mine Creek, Kansas, in the West, to Petersburg, Virginia, to the East, on the battlefields of the South, and under the former POW camps of the North, their names and sacrifices will once again be remembered and spoken of in their home county they loved so much and were willing to die for.”

The Minton Brothers

Two stones bring home the horrors of war.

The website describes Stephan Minton, age 16, as “a curious Irish lad whom Capt. Brown made reference to in the ship’s log. Minton had stuck his head out of a gunport for a view and was immediately decapitated by an enemy shell.”

“I can’t, Sir. That’s my brother”

The Captain unknowingly ordered another Missouri gunner, Smith Minton (Stephan’s brother) to “throw that body overboard.”

Smith Minton’s reply was, “I can’t sir, that’s my brother.” Smith Minton would survive the war but die of illness in Texas where he lies buried in an unmarked grave. While the Minton brother’s remains lie elsewhere, their memory lives on in Stoddard County where they enlisted in 1861.

Terrorist or freedom fighter?

It’s been said that one man’s terrorist is another man’s freedom fighter. That’s certainly  the case with Pvt. John Fugate Bolin, a “noted guerilla captured, incarcerated in Cape Girardeau, 1964; hanged by mob 1864.”

The 2010 Cape Girardeau Historic Preservation Month Walk had this to say in its entry on the Common Pleas Courthouse:

During the Civil War, the Union provost marshal had his headquarters at the courthouse. The provost marshal was, in effect, the military governor for the area. The jail in the bottom of the building was used for disloyal locals, occasional captured rebels, disorderly Union soldiers, and people awaiting trials. In one episode, captured rebel guerrilla leader John Fugate Bolin was dragged from his cell by local people and soldiers and lynched from a farm gate on Bloomfield Road in retaliation for murders of unarmed Unionists.

Defending Missourians from “savage invaders”

The Missouri Partisan Ranger Virtual Museum & Archives has a different perspective on guerilla forces:

These men rode hard and defended the innocent citizens of Missouri from the slaughter and carnage that had been committed by Federal occupational forces sent by Abraham Lincoln.

“Many Northern histories and spin doctors consider the Missouri Partisan Ranger to be bushwhackers and thieves. But in reality, they were only waging the type of war that had already been committed against them and their families for over a decade.

“The Federal occupational troops sent by Lincoln came from Iowa, Illinois, Michigan, Wisconsin and mainly Kansas. They raped, pillaged, burned and destroyed much of Western, West Central and South West Missouri.

“The Missouri Partisan Rangers were at times the only defense the people of Missouri had from these savage invaders. Without doubt, the so called Federal armies were indeed illegal occupational invaders who simply had no right to occupy and violate Missouri’s autonomy.

“As issued on March 13, 1862 in Order Number 2, The Missouri Partisan Rangers were given ‘No Quarter’ when they were captured. Murder and death were the occupational armies sole solution.

“And in return, No Quarter was given to the enemy of The Missouri Partisan Ranger.”

Location of Bloomfield Cemetery


View Stoddard County Confederate Memorial in a larger map