On This Site In 1897 Nothing Happened
Jun 13, 2015 20:02:22 GMT -5
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Post by Gordon Lee on Jun 13, 2015 20:02:22 GMT -5
Greetings Fellow SB Boarders
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The recent thread entry by Mr. khj, entitled "Stamps that make you go "Huh?" made me want to comment on his thread, but I think it is a tad off-topic. Thusly, I reckon I'll just go ahead and comment anyway here in an off-topic thread.
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It isn't so much as a comment, but more of a repost from several years ago from back when I was telling stories in MySpace (or affectionately called MySpaz). Here it is (if it copies as I hope it will):
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ELIZABETH CREEK PLUS 14 MILES, or On This Site In 1897 Nothing Happened
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Early last spring I got a telephone call from my oldest grandson (age13) back in Maryland. He asked, "Grandpa, how close do you live to Aurora, Texass?"
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He asked this because he was watching a History Channel television show about UFO's and it said one crashed into a windmill back in 1897.
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I never heard of Aurora, Texass. So I got out a map and looked it up. What a surprise. It's exactly 14 miles from my little spit of land where the summer before my darling young bride and I plopped down our brand new deluxe custom-built double-wide here on the beautiful muddy banks of Elizabeth Creek. Aurora is an itty-bitty farming community sitting out on the Texass Grand Prairie. Since moving back to Texass, my darling bride and I had little reason to venture out that away. Most of our resettling business took us either north to Denton or south to Cowtown. Nothing took us west over by Decatur, Bridgeport, or Rhome. When I told my grandson how close we live to Aurora, Texass, he got all excited.
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"Grandpa, when we come visit this summer can we go visit the Aurora Cemetery?"
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It seems a UFO crashed into that windmill back in 1897 several years before the Wright Brothers even flew the first aircraft at Kitty Hawk. The spacecraft and windmill were destroyed and the pilot killed. The towns folk of Aurora, Texass, gathered up all the strange metal scrap from the crashed flying machine and dropped it down well where the smashed windmill once stood. They also took the crumpled body of the strange looking little pilot and buried it in the far corner of their graveyard, marking it with a little stone grave marker.
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Back in 1897 when word got out (the story published in a Dallas newspaper) Aurora, Texass became inundated with tourist and busy-bodies. Some behaved themselves, but most were pains-in-the-butt towards the locals. They helped themselves to souvenirs, whether associated with the crash or not, and trampled through the crop fields and traipsed merrily and disrespectfully through the cemetery.
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Half of the towns people thought these hordes of tourists was good for business and encouraged the visitors. The other half thought they were causing way more damage than any money earned by only a few of the townsfolk. This second half started spreading the story that the story did not happen.
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Eventually, after the head stone got all chipped up, and finally stolen, and the farmer owning the well, after having all his crops flattened and his livestock scared silly, put up "No Trespassing" signs all over his place. Crowds dwindled until they forgot about the strange story and quit visiting Aurora, Texass, altogether.
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So this last summer when my grandson came to visit, we (his younger sister (age ten) and little cousin (age six) and I (age don't matter)) jumped into the Lee-mobile and drove those 14 miles over to Aurora Cemetery. He was sure that he was going to find the location where that alien pilot was buried. He may have. I took a picture of them standing where they thought the grave should be located. I also took a snapshot of the historical marker outside the cemetery gates. [See a couple of photographs in my MySpaz photo album called "Elizabeth Creek."] [Also, if you have access to GoogleEarth, look at the two photographs embedded at Aurora.]
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Anyway, my six-year-old grandson gave me a birthday present. He told me he bought it from one of the Aurora, Texass, townsmen that doesn't believe in the UFO story. It is a metal plaque with four coat/hat hooks that reads:
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My grandson said the man told him it was made from scrap metal brought up from the well. Needless to say, that plaque is proudly mounted on my back porch here at Elizabeth Creek.
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Respectfully,
Gordon Lee
Great Fritain Royal Memorabilia & Green Apple Emporium
"Rued his rash intrusion." -- Tennyson
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The recent thread entry by Mr. khj, entitled "Stamps that make you go "Huh?" made me want to comment on his thread, but I think it is a tad off-topic. Thusly, I reckon I'll just go ahead and comment anyway here in an off-topic thread.
.
It isn't so much as a comment, but more of a repost from several years ago from back when I was telling stories in MySpace (or affectionately called MySpaz). Here it is (if it copies as I hope it will):
.
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ELIZABETH CREEK PLUS 14 MILES, or On This Site In 1897 Nothing Happened
.
Early last spring I got a telephone call from my oldest grandson (age13) back in Maryland. He asked, "Grandpa, how close do you live to Aurora, Texass?"
.
He asked this because he was watching a History Channel television show about UFO's and it said one crashed into a windmill back in 1897.
.
I never heard of Aurora, Texass. So I got out a map and looked it up. What a surprise. It's exactly 14 miles from my little spit of land where the summer before my darling young bride and I plopped down our brand new deluxe custom-built double-wide here on the beautiful muddy banks of Elizabeth Creek. Aurora is an itty-bitty farming community sitting out on the Texass Grand Prairie. Since moving back to Texass, my darling bride and I had little reason to venture out that away. Most of our resettling business took us either north to Denton or south to Cowtown. Nothing took us west over by Decatur, Bridgeport, or Rhome. When I told my grandson how close we live to Aurora, Texass, he got all excited.
.
"Grandpa, when we come visit this summer can we go visit the Aurora Cemetery?"
.
It seems a UFO crashed into that windmill back in 1897 several years before the Wright Brothers even flew the first aircraft at Kitty Hawk. The spacecraft and windmill were destroyed and the pilot killed. The towns folk of Aurora, Texass, gathered up all the strange metal scrap from the crashed flying machine and dropped it down well where the smashed windmill once stood. They also took the crumpled body of the strange looking little pilot and buried it in the far corner of their graveyard, marking it with a little stone grave marker.
.
Back in 1897 when word got out (the story published in a Dallas newspaper) Aurora, Texass became inundated with tourist and busy-bodies. Some behaved themselves, but most were pains-in-the-butt towards the locals. They helped themselves to souvenirs, whether associated with the crash or not, and trampled through the crop fields and traipsed merrily and disrespectfully through the cemetery.
.
Half of the towns people thought these hordes of tourists was good for business and encouraged the visitors. The other half thought they were causing way more damage than any money earned by only a few of the townsfolk. This second half started spreading the story that the story did not happen.
.
Eventually, after the head stone got all chipped up, and finally stolen, and the farmer owning the well, after having all his crops flattened and his livestock scared silly, put up "No Trespassing" signs all over his place. Crowds dwindled until they forgot about the strange story and quit visiting Aurora, Texass, altogether.
.
So this last summer when my grandson came to visit, we (his younger sister (age ten) and little cousin (age six) and I (age don't matter)) jumped into the Lee-mobile and drove those 14 miles over to Aurora Cemetery. He was sure that he was going to find the location where that alien pilot was buried. He may have. I took a picture of them standing where they thought the grave should be located. I also took a snapshot of the historical marker outside the cemetery gates. [See a couple of photographs in my MySpaz photo album called "Elizabeth Creek."] [Also, if you have access to GoogleEarth, look at the two photographs embedded at Aurora.]
.
Anyway, my six-year-old grandson gave me a birthday present. He told me he bought it from one of the Aurora, Texass, townsmen that doesn't believe in the UFO story. It is a metal plaque with four coat/hat hooks that reads:
.
.
My grandson said the man told him it was made from scrap metal brought up from the well. Needless to say, that plaque is proudly mounted on my back porch here at Elizabeth Creek.
.
Respectfully,
Gordon Lee
Great Fritain Royal Memorabilia & Green Apple Emporium
"Rued his rash intrusion." -- Tennyson
, that's a cute little alien pendant. I want one for my car mirror.
