Grandma Doris Bracken Sagers with siblings growing up in Ophir.
I spent today visiting Ophir, Utah at the Aaron Watson Bracken reunion. It was interesting to reconnect with a lot of relatives that I don't see very often, and meet some that I didn't know. Interesting that a lot of them have ended up in Texas. I think there were probably as many people there from Texas as there were from Utah. I really appreciated seeing some of these old photos from the albums of my Aunt Jessie Johnson and cousin Carol Cluff.
History buff John Skinner shared with us a lot of stories from Ophir's boom town days, when the mines there were producing thousands of dollars' worth of silver. And yes, our ancestors were part of that era.
When I was a kid, I remembered hearing that Ophir was a "ghost town," and that sounded pretty scary to me! I don't remember ever going there, although I probably did as a kid.
Awhile back, the city (permanent population:16) erected a site with the old historic buildings, school house, Post Office, etc., to show what life what like back then. I loved seeing John's collection of old bottles that he's found over the years. Some are whiskey or beer bottles; others once held tonics and "home remedies." An interesting day!
|Uncle Orson Johnson and LaVerle Bracken on the tour.|
|My dad, Jay Sagers, probably in the 1930s.|
|Not sure if any of our ancestors used this drunk tank!|
|Part of the historic site.|
|Some of the buildings were original; I think the double outhouse is a replica!|
|Cousins taking the tour.|
|Beautiful mountains that were once full of silver...and maybe still are.|
|Photo of my Grandma Doris Bracken Sagers.|
|John Skinner's old bottle collection.|
|How would it be cooking on that wood-burning stove?|
|Ophir's town hall.|