Prince Truxton II

Prince Truxton II Jackson horse 09-12-2014When I worked for The Jackson Pioneer across from the courthouse in Jackson, I knew there was a horse in the window of the store just west of us, but I never stopped in to look at it. If you had asked, I’d have told you it was a real stuffed horse.

Mother and I went over to Wib’s BBQ on Friday, and on the way back, I stopped at 131 West Main Street to visit with the old boy. He turned out to be more interesting than I had thought.

Building once housed harness shop

Prince Truxton II Jackson horse 09-12-2014The building on the corner used to house C.H. (Herman) Wolter’s harness shop. You can still see a hint of its sign. (Click on the photos to make them larger.)

Pioneer was on the left

Prince Truxton II Jackson horse 09-12-2014The newspaper office was to the left of the yellow building, which now houses the horse and the Gaming Grounds, a video game center. Above the bay window, you can see the date 1898. The horse’s hind end is barely visible to the left of the OPEN sign.

Not easy to see

Prince Truxton II Jackson horse 09-12-2014It’s hard to see the horse from the street because of the sign, and you can’t see it at all from inside the store because it is protected by a wall. The Gaming Ground folks didn’t object when I asked if I could squeeze behind the wall.

History of the horse

Prince Truxton II Jackson horse 09-12-2014There is a reprint of a 1974 Jackson Journal story hanging from the horse’s saddle. It says, in part:

Prince Truxton II, handmade of paper mache and wood frame, was purchased in 1889 from Horse Display Works of Dayton, Ohio. The dapple gray horse stands 16 hands high and weighs some 600 pounds. The mane and tail are of real horse’s hair and the dark brown eyes are made of glass. The tail, chin and ears can be removed to fit a harness onto the horse.

Arriving on a railroad car here in Jackson, the horse cost $125 in 1889, including the railroad delivery charges. Its first home was in the building that housed the Albert Sander Hardware Co. in the Priest Building. The horse was used to fit and display harnesses.

Had encounter with bull

Prince Truxton II Jackson horse 09-12-2014Situated on a platform with rollers, Wolter used to roll the display horse onto the sidewalk in front of the harness shop. One day, a herd of cattle was being driven through town on Main Street to the railroad station, not an uncommon sight in the late 1800s. Suddenly a bull, maddened and upset, charged from the herd and rammed into the horse, pushing it down the sidewalk. Fortunately, the horse remained upright and was not damaged. From that day on, the horse was displayed in the window of the harness shop, a much safer location.

Moved to new home in 1898

Prince Truxton II Jackson horse 09-12-2014In 1898, C.H. Wolter completed a new building for his Harness and Buggy Shop [which explains the date inscribed on the building] further west on Main Street at 131 W. Main, where Leonard’s Seed Center is located today (1974). [I vaguely remember it being a feed store when I was there in the mid-1960s.] The horse was rolled down the hill to its new home and placed in the large front window.

How it became Prince Truxton II

Prince Truxton II Jackson horse 09-12-2014It was not until Jackson’s Sesquicentennial in 1965 that the horse officially received its name. Rebecca McDowell was the winner of the horse-naming contest during the 1965 celebration with the name of Price Truxton II. Miss McDowell, after doing historical research, suggested Prince Truxton II, since Andrew Jackson, for whom the City of Jackson is named, owned a horse called Truxton, which stood 15 hands and 3 inches high. For many years prior to 1965, the horse in the window was simply referred to as Prince.

 

 

 

Approaching Antiquity

Jessica Cyders - Antiquity 08-31-2014Curator Jessica and I were on Scenic Route 124 headed for Letart Falls, Ohio, where I wanted to see if an old gas station / convenience store / teenage hangout I had photographed in 1968 was still standing. About 1.9 miles down the road from Racine, and 3.9 miles from Letart Falls, I pulled off onto the shoulder.

“Hop out,” I said to Miz Jessica. “I need some scale in the photograph. Go down that way a bit and start walking back toward the city limits sign, please.”

After I popped off a few frames, she asked what I was REALLY trying to accomplish. Mistrust is an ugly thing in one so young.

“Well, now that you’ve finally hit 30, I thought this would be a photograph of you approaching Antiquity.”

I don’t think ‘guy’ is the word she used

Ken Steinhoff - Antiquity 08-31-2014“Wait here, Wiseguy (I’m pretty sure ‘guy’ isn’t the word she used). Go stand under that sign. I may be APPROACHING Antiquity, but you’ve already arrived.”

To add insult to injury, she said she doesn’t like it when I walk behind her because “I can feel old age creeping up on me.”

I’m going to have to start auditioning new Road Warriorettes. I’m just not getting the respect and reverence I deserve.

 

Carson Makes Splashes

Brad Bollwert and son Carson on riverfront 09-10-2014I was headed over to the Emerson Memorial Bridge to work on an illustration for a Bill Hopkins mystery book still in the plotting stage. There was time for a quick visit to the riverfront. In the distance, I could see a toddler about the age of my Grandson Elliot throwing sticks and rocks in the Mississippi while being photographed by Dad.

Checking out the video

Brad Bollwert and son Carson on riverfront 09-10-2014Amazing how kids that young can understand the workings of smart phones and tablets. He is obviously enjoying seeing himself. (Click on the photos to make them larger.)

Loud moving things are trains

Brad Bollwert and son Carson on riverfront 09-10-2014After watching for a few minutes, I walked over to meet Carson, age 18 months, and his dad, Brad. Brad has lived in Cape most of his 33 years and loves to fish on the river. While we were talking, the barge came close enough that Carson heard the noise of the engines and started saying, “Train, Train!”

Time to explore

Brad Bollwert and son Carson on riverfront 09-10-2014Before long, it was time to explore a new section of the riverfront.

More splashes needed

Brad Bollwert and son Carson on riverfront 09-10-2014Watching Carson pitch things reminded me of the boys skipping rocks with the old traffic bridge in the background in 1966, and the Duncan kids of Kennett learning the fine art of skipping from a stranger in 2011.

Toddlers are back-loaded

Brad Bollwert and son Carson on riverfront 09-10-2014When I first saw Carson bending over facing the steep downgrade to the water, I was afraid he could tumble forward and keep on rolling until he ended up in New Orleans in a few days. (Dad was keeping a close eye on him, not to worry.)

When I got closer, though, I remembered how back-loaded toddlers are. Their center of gravity is well behind them, particularly if that diaper is full.

Telling him all about it

Brad Bollwert and son Carson on riverfront 09-10-2014It was just about time to leave, so Carson was telling his dad all about his adventures. Another man and boy are content to sit in front of the floodwall mural watching the action.

You can’t beat the riverfront at the end of the day.

 

 

 

2014 SEMO District Fair

SEMO District Fair 09-09-2014After covering the Cannonball run, I almost didn’t go to the fair Tuesday night. Then I looked at the 80% chance of rain Wednesday night. I have been to some rainy SEMO District Fairs, and I didn’t want to punch that ticket (literally) again.

While I was waiting to turn toward Arena Park, a number of fair announcements flashed up on the sign. One, I thought, said something about tickets being $40. “There better be a place to turn around, ’cause no fair is worth forty bucks,” I thought.

I got waved over to a parking place without having to reach for my wallet. That’s a good thing. I walked toward where all the action was and saw a sign that said $5. That’s more my speed. I got my five bucks worth before the evening was over.

 I concentrated on people

SEMO District Fair 09-09-2014There are some things I should mention: I feel guilty that I didn’t see the things off the midway that really make up a fair: the livestock, cooking contests, quilts and crafts …

Since I had a limited amount of time to spend, and because it was so late, I concentrated on the flash and trash of the midway food, rides and games of chance. I also spent more time taking photos of people than things.

I don’t do heartwarming much, but I really enjoyed what I presumed to be fathers and grandfathers enjoying their kids.

Older stories about fairs

Photo gallery of 2014 Fair

Sometimes you just have to get out of the way and let the photos tell the story. I’ve tried to group the gallery somewhat according to subject. That’s why you’ll find the potato booth together, rides together and games of chance together. Click on any photo to make it larger, then use your arrow keys to move through the gallery.