Bunker/Reynolds

Yesterday we went to Dennis’ 50th high school reunion in Bunker, MO, 120 miles and 50 years away from here, as Dennis says. We did not stay long at the day-long event. His old classmates are nice folks but we did not have much to talk about. They are from a different era than the one we find ourselves living in. Many if not most of them had worked at the same job as a teacher or miner for 40 or 50 years and are now retired. The conversation was about old times and grandchildren. So we paid our respects, Dennis exchanged a few stories with old classmates, and we bade our leave before official ceremonies began.

IMG_0023

Belleview Valley on the way to Bunker.

IMG_0026

Mural in a room at the high school where they keep memorabilia. There were lots of old photos of the town’s founders who came to Bunker by way of the lumber boom. A family of women, several generations, and one or two of their husbands, has taken it upon themselves to maintain the old Bunker Union Church and Timber Museum. They were there when we went in, a mother, her daughter, and her niece.

IMG_0033 IMG_0034IMG_0045IMG_0039

IMG_0042IMG_0062IMG_0064IMG_0066

IMG_0051

IMG_0050IMG_0048

IMG_0077IMG_0069

IMG_0068IMG_0079The charcoal mill in Reynolds. Smelled awful.IMG_0081

IMG_0076

The house where Dennis lived as a boy with his and grandfather and mother after their first house burned down one winter’s day.

IMG_0070IMG_0073Leaving Reynolds.

This entry was posted in Elsewhere, Spring. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.