When I photographed McLain’s Chapel in the Indian Creek Community in 2011 for a story published in 2012, I wondered how many more winters it would survive. The answer is in this photo.
Time and termites took their toll. Massive beams had been hollowed out over the years.
Where did marker go?
I looked around for the marker that stood next to the building but couldn’t find a trace of it, and LaFern Stiver said she didn’t know where it had been taken. (I remember her reaction when I pointed out that the word “original” was spelled wrong on the stone. It made her old school-teacher hair bristle. Some stone cutter somewhere got his virtual knuckles rapped, I’m sure.)
Here’s my original post with photos and a history of the chapel. It has an interesting (and bloody) past.
Rumor has it that an adjoining property owner took the building down. I imagine the stone will be with that person. The old window glass was also removed and will be found with the stone, I would imagine. So far, no one will admit to the act as per a McLain descendant.
Dick, I figured you’d know if anyone would.
Gees…I think I was just there a year or so ago…The stone should be preserved somewhere, but who knows where or who wants it. Neat of place to visit…
The news of the building’s demise saddens me. The burying ground contains several of my relatives. It was on a genealogical expedition there one summer in the 1960s that I discovered Mike Cissell to be a distant cousin, and I wonder how many other links I enjoy with those with whom I grew up in the surrounding community.