Tag: Hadleyville

Sweet Lorane Community News, July 28, 2022

Fern Ridge-Tribune News
The Chronicle (Creswell)
Sweet Lorane Community News
July 28, 2022
By Pat Edwards

One of my very favorite things these days is having my interest piqued at the mention of some local history that I had not been aware of until now. It’s fun to have the time and energy to delve into research that might help me to understand a bit better what happened in our local communities many years ago. Life has changed so drastically in the last 100 years. I’ve witnessed almost 80 of them myself.

When I was born, there were cars, but many farmers were still using teams of horses to harvest their crops. The man-in-the-moon was something we looked for as kids when the full moon was shining down on us. (I always saw a rabbit more than the man’s face, though.) But, the thought of someone actually traveling there and walking on the moon was sheer fantasy in those days. Airplane travel was available to us when I was a child. I remember that my first airplane ride was on a plane which took off from a small airport on Catalina Island where my family had gone by boat, enjoying the sea spray and watching flying fish sail along beside the boat. The airplane take-off was the highlight of the trip, however, when the runway went right off the top of a steep cliff. We were suddenly airborne.

There was no internet or cell phones even dreamed of in those days. We had party-lines on our home phones where we had one special ring (i.e. 2 shorts) and the neighbors had a short and a long; or 2 longs or some other combination. There were no secrets in those days if you mentioned them during a phone call because the neighbors were usually listening in. I actually tend to miss those days before technology took over. I dislike automated answering systems and having to press 1 or 2 or try to convey what I am calling about to a robotic voice that has no idea what I’m needing to say; I like to talk to real people who are local… many of whom I knew their names.

Anyway, back to my love for new and interesting bits of history that I haven’t heard about until now… Recently, I was contacted by a gentleman who had come to the Lorane/Crow area from out-of-state in search of a boulder with petroglyphs on it that was described in a history book I was unfamiliar with. The author of the book mentioned that he had seen the boulder in 1967 in the community of Hadleyville, located between Lorane and Crow, on what was the Briley Ranch. Hadleyville once had a post office and a school in the early 1900s. The school was at the junction of Territorial Highway and Briggs Hill Road south of the Sweet Cheeks and Silvan Ridge Wineries.

While visiting, he drove all over the area that surrounds the former Hadleyville community on maps, but could not find the boulder. I have never heard of it; it was never mentioned to me or my co-authors in interviews we did in the 1980s for our book on the history of Lorane. So now I’m curious. If any of our readers has heard of any petroglyphs (Native American drawings) in Lane County… and especially in the Lorane/Crow areas, I would like to suggest that they contact the Department of Antropology at the University of Oregon. If there is such an artifact in the area, it most likely is on private property and its whereabouts should probably not be publicized. The University of Oregon has, in the past, done studies on Oregon Petroglyphs and if a property owner is not comfortable with it being on their property, steps should be taken to contact the UO in order to protect it.

In the meantime, I just want to remind everyone of the upcoming Crow Grange’s Chicken barbecue that will be held on August 6. Full details were in last week’s column, on my webpage (http://allthingslorane.com) or contact Connie at 541-556-2609. A reminder for Lorane’s upcoming events will be in next week’s column.

I hope everyone enjoyed the hot weather we had this past week; I’m afraid that we didn’t. Our 18-year-old heat pump with AC gave out on us just in time for the heat wave.

Sweet Lorane Community News, October 10, 2019

Fern Ridge Review
Creswell Chronicle
Sweet Lorane Community News
October 10, 2019
By Pat Edwards

Last Saturday, the communities of Lorane and Crow honored the life and memory of another of our lifetime residents who descended several generations of family who settled in the area. Shirley McDaniel (Vandecar) Doss passed away on August 25 of this year. I did not hear of her passing for several weeks and I had hoped to attend the recent Celebration of Life for her. Unfortunately, a major family event was held on the same day at the same time, so I wasn’t able to join Shirley’s family and friends after all.

I have known Shirley since the 1970s when we were livestock leaders of the 3-L’s 4-H Livestock Club. It was a community club which I had formed as the Lorane 4-H Coordinator. Shirley was one of our sheep leaders and then she also volunteered to lead a group of 4-H’ers in a vegetable gardening project.

Shirley was close to the land. I remember visiting her one time during the 1970s. She had bottle lambs in her kitchen in a box by the wood stove and she had just separated the milk and cream from the morning’s milking of the cows. She was quiet and unassuming, but a very strong and capable woman.

She used most of the ancestral property to raise sheep and wool. At her passing, she lived on the original ranch that her great-grandparents, Ludig Johannes and Louisa Rebstock Diess, had settled between Gillespie Corners and Hadleyville (Briggs Hill Road) in the late 1870s. I believe that Shirley’s grandfather, Benjamin Franklin “Frank” Diess, built the home west of Powell Road where he and his wife Dora Gates Diess raised their family and where their daughter, Clara Opal Diess (Shirley’s mother) and her husband, Robert McDaniel (her father), raised theirs. It’s where Shirley lived all of her life, and now, Shirley’s daughter, Rose Vandecar, is the 4th generation to live there.

There’s a lot of history surrounding Shirley, and now, Rose. The Diess, Gates and McDaniel families, all which they descended from, have left a huge mark on the Crow and Lorane history. The Gates are well-known in the Crow area, and have many descendants living there still. Opal’s brother, Lincoln Diess, and his wife May, were very active in the Lorane Grange and Lorane School Board for years. Their former home and property is located on the curves of Stony Point.

Many of the McDaniel family, especially, are buried in the McCulloch Cemetery on Briggs Hill Road. For years, Shirley was a board member for the cemetery, and I believe her ashes are there now. It sits on a hilltop surrounded by beautiful vineyards and was the “resting place” my mother chose to be buried.

Shirley and Rose embody a legacy that is disappearing in today’s world by living in and maintaining the home and property of their ancestors. Shirley will be missed by many and my condolences go out to Rose and her family.

Just a quick reminder that the Lorane Grange’s spaghetti family dinner and bingo night will resume Friday, October 18, beginning at 5:30 (dinner) and 6:30 p.m. (bingo).

Sweet Lorane Community News, March 22, 2018

Fern Ridge Review
Creswell Chronicle
Sweet Lorane Community News
March 22, 2018
By Pat Edwards

Surprise, surprise! I got up this morning and headed for the utility room to feed our cats. I prepared the food for Xena, our outdoor cat, and promptly opened the door to the covered back deck where she eats and was greeted by a blanket of white. I hadn’t even looked out the window yet, so I was totally caught by surprise. That’s what I get for expounding on the approach of spring in last week’s column!

Today, I’m absolutely stymied as far as a column is concerned, so I’m going to give you an excerpt from my book, From Sawdust and Cider to Wine, about the former Lone Cedar School.

A Bit of Lorane History – The Lone Cedar School

Lone Cedar School

“School District #184 was formed in 1916 because it was difficult for the children living near Gillespie Corners to attend either Green Door School to the south or Hadleyville School to the west. They were a considerable distance from each, and no school buses were in operation at the time.

“The Lone Cedar School was located across Territorial Road from the forks of Simonsen Road near Gillespie Corners. The land was donated for the school by Jesse Hooker and Marcellus Gillespie, and the school house was built in 1918. Classes were held in a one-room woodshed on the property for a couple of years before that, however.

“The school was named for a large, beautifully shaped cedar tree which still stands today between the forks of Simonsen Road. It no longer is beautifully shaped, however, thanks to the Columbus Day Storm that hit the area in 1963.

“…In 1920-1921, Thomas Clark taught the 16-student school. Students that year included Reta Hooker, Juanita Gillespie, Anna Rothauge, Emma Rothauge, Elmo Simonsen, Robert McCay, Anna Lee McCay, Charles Simonsen, Orville Powell, Ellen Cowan, Everett Runk, Roy McCay, Freda Hooker, Jessie Simonsen, Hazel Powell and Arvid Rothauge.

“Arvid Rothauge had a vivid memory of teacher, Tom Clark. The Lone Cedar teaching job was Clark’s first. When the school superintendent hired Clark the spring before he began, the students were warned about the teacher who wouldn’t let any of them get away with any foolishness.

“Because Clark had spent the summer in Alaska, the students were not given a chance to meet this “superhuman” teacher until the first day of school. Much to their surprise, Tom Clark was a ‘wiry, spindly sort of chap,’ shorter than many of the older boys in school. Before any of them could get any ideas about trying to put something over on their teacher, however, Tom Clark drew the four biggest boys in the school aside on the school ground and offered them a challenge. He lay down on the ground and told the boys to try to figure a way to keep him from getting to his feet.

“‘We thought we’d have some fun with the teacher,’ said Arvid, ‘so we all got squared away – one on each leg and arm. We had him sewed down just to a fare-thee-well, you know. We weren’t supposed to hurt him, though.’

“When the boys told him that they were ready, he literally burst up from the ground, tumbling boys all around him.

“‘He never had any trouble with us after that, and everyone liked him from the start.’

“…The school district #184 consolidated with the Lorane School District #36, and the school was closed in 1940.” (From Sawdust and Cider to Wine, 2006)