What we saw was the town, home to as many as 10,000. People who had a life that didn't include such niceties as trees and birds and rivers and lakes. People who didn't really mind too much when the baddies among them killed each other off over perceived wrongs in gambling, boozing and womanizing, as long as they didn't bother the good citizens.
Before going to the story, we got a question from Marsha of Where's Weaver. Marsha wondered why the town was named Bodie when the town's namesake spelled his name Bodey. According to the official $2.00 reference book: "The change in spelling ... has often been attributed to an illiterate sign painter, but it was a deliberate change by the citizenry to ensure proper pronunciation." So there, you illiterate sign painter!
Suzy on Big Red and I on my two feet and a stick had differences as we toured. Angles of pictures differed, and points of reference were different. I did a lot of looking into buildings through cloudy windows and wire fences. Suzy stayed back a little and focused on building exteriors, often just pointing the camera in a direction and shooting a great picture! Herewith are some of our memories of that day:
The museum (former Miners Union Hall):
|Old time hearse, Suzy'e eye level|
|What I saw inside|
|Also in the firehouse.|
|Suzy's proud of this one! And she should be -- I never even saw it!|
|1927 Dodge Graham. By then, the town was on shaky ground, and a fire destroyed most of it in 1932.|
|Gambling Hall on left, Barbershop on right: two clip joints side by side!|
The Hoover House - owned by the brother of President Herbert Hoover, who later became director of the School of Mines at Stanford University:
|We weren't allowed to get close to this one: sign says dangerous grounds|
|Detail of picket fence and porch|
|Mr. Hoover had a nice gate|