Last Cemetery: The Druids

How many of you know anything about the mysterious Druids? I learned so much by just visiting this cemetery in Occidental. It was named for the founder of California's United Ancient Order of Druids Grand Grove, Frederick Sieg. Interestingly, the Order was established in Placerville in 1860.

The United Ancient Order of Druids of California is a fraternal benefit organization, based on the ancient Druids beliefs of benevolence and education and was founded on sound morality. It was formed as a brotherhood united to assist the families of miners injured or killed in the gold fields of the Sierra Nevada. The mission is to promote knowledge, unity and peace. Pretty cool mission if you ask me!
Okay, about the cemetery, it is here that many residents of Occidental rest in neat family plots, dating back to the mid 1800s. A stroll through the gravestones introduced us to the who's who of this little town. A big deal here was Melvin Cyrus Meeker. In the spring of 1869, Melvin purchased the homestead that became Camp Meeker. The nearby town of Occidental became a reality through the efforts of Melvin and other interested citizens.

After logging the coast redwoods that built and then rebuilt San Francisco after the 1906 earthquake, Melvin Meeker sold lots for people to build a home to come and spend the summers. There was a theatre, large dancing pavilion, bowling alley, stores, hotels and a library. The town is here because of him. A Who's who is right!
Walter Lewis Proctor (1870-1946) and his family are at rest here. He must have been a heavy hitter. too, as his gravestone is one of the fanciest.
Here is WL and some pals at Valley Ford.
William Dickey Coy was WL's nephew who passed away at age 13. A lost child is the hardest part of visiting cemeteries.
A.J. Blaney's (1832-1906) dad was the first postmaster in the new town of Occidental. I'm not sure what Jr. accomplished but his gravestone is pretty impressive.

I was surprised to see the differing degrees of wealth displayed on the graves. This worn, wooden cross marks the grave of Amadeo Panelli (1894-1974). It surprised me that it was so new yet so weathered and temporary.

This hand-inscribed tombstone belongs to one of the most famous residents. You know of him- he is the Jeff of the famous Mutt & Jeff comics.
The original inspiration for the character of "Jeff" was Jacques (Jacob) Fehr, a tiny (4'8") irascible Swiss-born shopkeeper here. One summer day in 1908, Bud Fisher, a member of San Francisco's Bohemian Club, was riding the North Pacific Coast narrow-gauge railway passenger train northbound to the Bohemian Grove, the club's summer campsite. During a stop in Occidental, Fisher got off the train to stretch his legs and observed the diminutive walrus-mustached Fehr in heated altercation with the tall and lanky "candy butcher", who sold refreshments on the train and also distributed newspapers to shops in towns along the train route. The comic potential in this scene prompted Fisher to add the character of Jeff to his A. Mutt comic strip, with great success.
Pictured is Jacob and his wife, Tillie, in front of their Occidental store. Great stories can be found almost anywhere!
Lastly, have you ever met someone at a cemetery you wished you knew? Just looking at the photo of Carolyn Ann Fargo made me have to know more about her. I am so happy for obituaries. Lives must be remembered.

"Carolyn (1926-2010) grew up during the Great Depression, daughter to a father who was a concert violinist and an itinerant sign painter. Her mother played piano for dances and silent movies in the gold country towns of California. Moving to Los Angeles/Hollywood, she worked for Young & Rubicam (an ad agency a la "Madmen"). She was a nightclub singer with a Peggy Lee/Julie London sort of voice and movie star good looks and was an Arthur Murray dance instructor. The last 30 years of her life were spent in Sonoma County. She will be remembered for her wild sense of humor and her love of animals and gardening." She sounds like someone who would be very fun to know.

Unique history in a unique setting. This is my last cemetery posting... but only for a while. I am drawn to them and always curious as to what who I might discover. 

“I felt nothing standing there that I would not feel in any cemetery, quiet and curious and mortal.” - Thomm Quackenbush

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Valley Ford: A Little History

The 'sleepy hamlet' of Valley Ford is known not just for Christo's 1976 Running Fence, but for fishing, dairy and modern art. In addition, it is home to 147 people on the western fringes of Sonoma County.

Russian fur traders settled in the region in the early 1800s, followed by Spanish, Mexican and U.S. control. When the North Pacific Coast Railroad came to the region in the 1870s, the town experienced a tiny boom as fishermen and dairy farmers transported their goods to markets in the south.



Cows were so big here in the early 20s, that Valley Ford was the host of the Western Sonoma-Marin Dairy Cattle Show.
I loved this surf shop and the fact that it was housed in the Dairyman's Bank. Farmers and merchants organized the Bank in 1893. In February 1923, the Dairyman's Bank of Valley Ford and the Bank of Tomales were merged, the combination receiving the new name- Dairyman's Coast Bank. By 1928, it was absorbed by the Bank of America National Trust & Savings Association. At the time it ceased to be an independent institution its total resources were in excess of $2,250,000.
Our morning treats were had at Valley Ford Cheese & Creamery, founded in 2008 and located on Mountain View Jersey Dairy. "When Karen Bianchi-Moreda decided to start making artisan cheese, it was only natural to produce that same cheese which was a staple in her family for years. They are serving fresh coffee and danish to start the day and a lunch menu that makes the flavors of their cheeses come to life." We could not have chosen better!






Our final history stop was here, at the American Valley School. Built in the early 1900s, the 2,300-square-foot building operated for decades as a one-room school. The facility closed in the 1960s and was leased it to the Valley Ford Volunteer Fire Department as a community center. When that lease expired, a creative soul turned it into a vacation rental, listing it on Hipcamp. "Visitors have enjoyed many throwbacks to the past, including original wooden seating benches, separate bathrooms marked “boys” and “girls” and hardwood floors that have more than a century’s worth of scuff marks. The allure of the old schoolhouse isn’t just about the inside of the building — it’s about the outside, as well. The property backs right up onto the Estero Americano tidal estuary, and some of the old basketball courts are still there in the yard. When campers book there, they have access to the entire property, which means they can pitch tents inside or outside and use the building as they see fit." Wild thought, right?

It is the road-less-traveled that truly delights.

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Christo’s Running Fence: A Landmark

I have been enthralled with artist Christo and his wife, Jeanne-Claude, for years. When I discovered that we were just a few miles from a landmark commemorating one of their great works, the Running Fence, we had to go and learn more.

Inspired by a snow fence they saw while driving along the Continental Divide in 1972, the artists envisioned a large installation that would enhance the topography of the land. The actual fence crossed 14 major roads and went through only one town: Valley Ford. And to Valley Ford is where our day took us.
The Running Fence statistics were staggering: 18 feet high, 24.5 miles long (extending east-west near Freeway 101, north of San Francisco), on the private properties of 59 ranchers, following the rolling hills and dropping down to the Pacific Ocean at Bodega Bay. The art project consisted of 42 months of collaborative efforts, the ranchers’ participation, eighteen public hearings, three sessions at the Superior Courts of California, the drafting of a 450-page Environmental Impact Report and the temporary use of the hills, the sky and the ocean. The Running Fence was completed on September 10, 1976.
It was made of 2.15 million square feet of heavy woven white nylon fabric, hung from a steel cable strung between 2,050 steel poles (each 21 feet long, 3.5 inches in diameter) embedded 3 feet into the ground, using no concrete and braced laterally with guy wires, 90 miles of steel cable and 14,000 earth anchors. The top and bottom edges of the 2,050 fabric panels were secured to the upper and lower cables by 350,000 hooks.
All expenses for the temporary work of art were paid by Christo and Jeanne-Claude through the sale of studies, preparatory drawings and collages, scale models and original lithographs. The artists did not accept sponsorship of any kind. Knowing what I know now, I am really disappointed I did not get to see any of this amazing project in real life.

All that remains is one of the 2,050 steel poles.

This pole #7-33 was erected permanently by Christo at the request of the citizens of Sonoma County to commemorate this historic event.
Here is a wonderful video overview of the entire creative process. It is mindboggling how all this came to be... all for viewing only from September 10 through September 21, 1976. History is really everywhere. I love this!

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Picked a Peck of Persimmons...

My daughter-in-law found a gentleman, on freecycle.org offering his persimmons if we were willing to come pick them. What a perfect, post-Thanksgiving activity.


Persimmon trees can be found in many parts of Santa Rosa, Sebastopol and dot the landscape all over Sonoma County. The popular Asian species of persimmon came to the United States in the mid 1800s when communities and agricultural richness were first developing.




Today's harvest was the tasty non-astringent Fuyu which can be (and was) eaten when hard and fresh off the tree. That said, the taste definitely benefits from a few days left off the tree.

As for our total harvested, we had way more than a peck's worth. Just how much fruit is in a peck? A peck is an imperial and United States customary unit of dry volume, equivalent to 2 gallons or 8 dry quarts or 16 dry pints. So a half peck is equivalent to 1 gallon, or small bag of apples. We picked 118 persimmons which equates to a few pecks of yum, indeed! Fun stuff.

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Happy 400th Thanksgiving!

While at a Friends of the Library book sale, I found this treasure which informed me of just how important this Thanksgiving is... the 400th anniversary celebrating the very first.

From the inscription on the back cover of this book (published 1/1/75), "A landmark can be a place, such as a mountain or a building. Or it can be an event which changes people's lives, such as the signing of the Declaration of Independence.

The landmarks in this pop-up book are, first of all, places in the United States you may visit. They represent the other meaning of "landmark," too, because they remind us of some of the important events, from the time of the pilgrims to the present, that make the United States a very special country in which to live.

Hallmark Children's Editions are created in consultation with Dr. Edith M. Dowley, Director of the Bing Nursery School, Stanford University. Every title has been tested to make certain of its interest. You can be sure that a Hallmark children's book will be a happy and healthy experience for young people."
The page about the Mayflower begins with this John F. Kennedy quote, "The American past is a record of stirring achievement in the face of stubborn difficulty".

The entire page reads, "In 1620, one hundred and two men, women and children set foot upon the rocky coast of Cape Cod. They had left their homes in Europe because they had not been allowed to worship God as they wished.

The Pilgrims, as they became known, made the two-month voyage aboard a small sailing vessel called the Mayflower. The Mayflower served as home and hospital for the settlers throughout that first hard winter. Before leaving the ship, the Pilgrims decided that the whole group would always do as the majority voted. They signed the Mayflower Compact, the first document assuring government of the people and by the people in America.
The Pilgrims received unexpected help from the Indians, who taught them new ways to plant crops. By October of 1621, they had built a small settlement and brought in such a good harvest that they invited their Indian friends to the first Thanksgiving feast.

Today, the Mayflower II, a full-sized model of the original Mayflower, is berthed on the Eel River near Ply mouth, Massachusetts. It was presented to the United States by England as a memorial to the courage and vision of the Mayflower's famous Pilgrim passengers and the part they played in pioneering the American frontier."

I know I learned all of this in school but reading it, aloud to my grandchildren on the 400th anniversary of that very first Thanksgiving, made this all that more interesting and poignant. We owe much to those brave, dedicated pilgrims.

H.U. Westermayer said it best, "The Pilgrims made seven times more graves than huts. No Americans have been more impoverished than these who, nevertheless set aside a day of thanksgiving."

Wishing you much to be thankful for!

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More from the Odd Fellows Cemetery

I do love old cemeteries and when I discover any history about its inhabitants, I get even more excited.


The Odd Fellows go back over 300 years to the United Kingdom. At that time, major trades organized themselves into guilds for mutual support. No such safety net existed for those in less common or “odd” occupations. When someone got sick or their loved ones died, they had to fend for themselves. Many could not even afford to bury their dead. So they banded together into a fraternity of odd fellows. That’s one popular but unconfirmed story about their origins.


What brought Frank Piezzi all the way from Switzerland to end up here in 1912? I have so many questions about most of these grave markers.

Judge Richard Fruit Crawford (1833-1917), an influential local attorney who, after an impressive career in the Midwest, "became associated with California from the year 1888, and has been a continuous and contented resident of Santa Rosa, and in the meantime he has become as well known in legal circles here as he was during his long residence in Illinois. Shortly after locating here, in November 1890, his ability received recognition in the election to the superior judgeship on the Republican ticket, a position in which he rendered efficient service for six years."






The most intriguing of all found stories is that of Van Kirkman Drouillard (1867-1911). Mr. Drouillard came to California from Tennessee about a year before his death. His badly decomposed body was found at Fort Ross on 11 March 1911 with two shots to the head. In a series of mistaken/assumed identities, life insurance fraud, and more detective work than I can wrap my head around, Dr. L. C. Chisholm (alias J. C. Howard) of San Francisco, was convicted of first degree murder and sentenced to life imprisonment. Even though he was thought to be responsible for as many as 15 murders, he was paroled after only 13 years. Who knew one headstone could harbor so many secrets? I love this stuff.
Chenoweth Bunn Hart and his wife Annie Flynn married in June, 1908. They honeymooned in Vacaville and returned to Santa Rosa where they resided. From The Press Democrat 3 Sept. 1911: On more than one occasion the deceased was a candidate for constable of Santa Rosa township. He was an honest, upright citizen.

Civil war (Confederate) veteran. When buried, four pall bearers were from the Grand Army of the Republic (Union) with two other pall bearers. This indicates his friendly relations with all in Santa Rosa after the war.

“The cemetery is an open space among the ruins,
covered in winter with violets and daisies.
It might make one in love with death,
to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place.”
― Percy Bysshe Shelley

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