Register Cliff, about a day west of Fort Laramie by wagon, has been referred to as the great register of the trail. The large sandstone outcropping has hundreds of names carved in its banks.
The Cliff today |
One of many names that still stands out today it
is – G.O. Willard, Boston 1855. (He didn’t put in the comma, and he made a
backward 's' in Boston, not sure I know how to do that on a computer).
It is so well preserved that I thought I might Google old G.O. and see if there is any information on him.
It is so well preserved that I thought I might Google old G.O. and see if there is any information on him.
I was surprised to find several things about
him. Seems he didn’t last long in the west but did make it at least as far as
Salt Lake City. But marriage records show him back in the Boston area by 1869.
He died there at age 62 in 1893.
Maybe he lived a few years in Utah, possibly he
went on to the west coast? Might make a fine story. Movies tend to portray people
as so happy in their new lands, but reality and history often tells a different
story – many went back, back home. I think I would like to read that story, all the perils of the trip west, get there, only to work and save enough money to go back.
Art work by a seven year old a year later |
The Trail, a mile from Register Cliff, still looks pretty good. Haven't seen many wagons on it lately.
3 comments:
I imagine that trail has been pretty lonely for some time. There were many names still on Independence Rock, too.
Independence Rock still has many good readable names, it is also set up to walk to the top a very cool place.
Wanting to leave a mark on the world after we're gone seems to have been a srong impulse for a very long time.
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