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Sunday, June 14, 2009

Fort Wallace



Fort Wallace Museum
Saturday, Marilyn, Wendy and I took a day trip to Fort Wallace Museum, Wallace, Kan.
museum and outbuilding, Pond Creek Station
Hubby and I had visited the museum last year, when I took the picture above. I was pleasantly surprised on Saturday when I saw that Pond Creek Station, a stage stop, the red building left of the museum, and Weskan Railroad Depot, the yellow building, were open and had been refurbished. That is such an improvement.
Bobwire license plate and sculpture
This license plate is very appropriate for its owner, who had made the buffalo sculpture and numerous others at the museum out of recycled barbed wire. Barbed wire is pronounced “bob wire”.
Marilyn and the buffalo
Marilyn takes a closer look at Bob Wire Buff. Fence around it is constructed from post rock (limestone) posts and, of course, barbed wire. These posts are constructed by drilling holes in native limestone.

Marilyn and Wendy on railroad cart
Marilyn (left) and Wendy try to take a ride on a railroad repair cart, but it refused to take them anywhere. After all, it’s chained to the railroad tracks. Now, how not fun is that? We wanted a joyride!

model soldiers

soldiers
The museum added a new addition last year for Floris and Viola Weiser’s collection of military, pioneer and Native American artifacts he discovered with his metal detector. The addition holds a diorama of the fort. Nothing exists of it today other than the post cemetery. Building materials were scarce in the area and the abandoned post was shortly turned into other buildings. These soldiers were on the parade ground.

When I took their picture, I thought of Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian. George Armstrong Custer, who would later die with all his men at the Battle of the Bighorn, was court-martialed for his efforts to relieve a siege of Fort Wallace. After being suspended from rank and pay for a year, Custer returned to the Indian Wars. Custer’s rashness and disregard for his soldiers in this instance presaged the mistakes that cost him and his immediate command their lives in his Last Stand.

In the movie, Custer laments the loss of his command, but redeems himself by fighting off the evil Pharaoh.

If these soldiers came to life after sundown, what would they say about “The Boy General”?

Labels: American history, friends, movie, travel

posted by Roxie at 2:23 PM

5 Comments:

Blogger Rio Arriba said...

Rather than Custer, who is over-remembered IMO, Fort Wallace can be remembered as the jumping-off point for the Forsythe Scouts. Their fight at Beecher Island is truly a tale of heroes, instead of a self-regarding psychopath.

The Scouts were brought back to Wallace when they were finally relieved.

June 14, 2009 at 7:19 PM  
Blogger Roxie said...

I entirely agree with your assessment of Custer. He was rash, arrogant and his glory-hogging got himself and his men -- many of them his own family -- massacred.

The Scouts were very lucky to be rescued before they all died of starvation. Col. Carpenter and his men got lost on their way to Beecher Island. Of course, no road network was present in those days. Fort Wallace was stripped of troops to mount rescue operations. Luckily for the settlers, no Indians attacked the fort during the troops' absence.

June 14, 2009 at 9:23 PM  
Blogger Jayne said...

Roxie, thanks so much for the nice blog. The before and after pictures of the Pond Creek and Depot really hit home, don't they? We're proud of the improvements. Painting the Depot was Taylor's Eagle Scout project - 621 volunteer hours. It was tons of work, but really improves the look of the grounds.
We've always appreciated your interest in the Fort Wallace Museum! You've supported us for a long time!

June 22, 2009 at 3:59 PM  
Blogger Jayne said...

Thanks again for coming and writing about it! One small correction - the Museum is in Wallace!

June 22, 2009 at 4:04 PM  
Blogger Roxie said...

621 volunteer hours? Wow. Taylor *deserved* his Eagle Scout badge! Congratulations to him.

Correction has been made. Whatever was I thinking? Thanks for pointing that out.

June 23, 2009 at 8:42 AM  

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