Tuesday, March 20, 2012

"Ghost Town" - Belle Plain, Texas (Belle Plain Cemetery)



Turns out the abandoned buildings from the former town Belle Plain are on private property, surrounded by a barbed wire fence. Regular visitors cannot legally or comfortably visit the "ghost town." On the way there however, was a small sign for Belle Plain cemetery and we decided to check that out. It turned out to be super-interesting. There are gravestones from all eras in a wide variety of designs and several with unique personalization.

Some locals from the adjacent town of Baird were on a Sunday afternoon drive with their elder mothers, and had stopped by the cemetery for one of the widows to visit her husband's grave. When asked they not only gave us directions to the "ghost town," but had us follow them in their truck; after solicitously warning us about possible deep mud along the way from recent heavy rains in the area.

Before we said goodbye, they shared a story about a friend of theirs who had been hired to raze one of the abandoned homes. During the process of demolition the man found a revolver buried under the floorboards of the house. A mystery! What was the story? What had the gun been used for and why was it there?!

They also told about when they were growing up, teenagers would come out in groups at night to the "haunted" house to scare and entertain themselves.

There are the remains of a three-story brick building that does look rather impressive for a relatively recent American "ruin." Since after all, we don't have ancient castles in this country. Apparently the structure was a music school at one point and held baby grand pianos in its heyday.

There are a few historical markers with some good information on Belle Plain, placed outside the barbed-wire fence along the dirt road.

Back to the fascinating cemetery:

A couple of inscriptions found --

Erected in memory of Claude Flores
1870 - 1949
Dedicated to the pioneers of Belle Plaine
As fade the leaf and morning flower
So fade our lives each passing hour
As dews that melt before the sun
So pass our lives, one by one.

- Claude M. Flores, Jr.


Jack's Oak
Dedicated to the memory of
Jack M. Flores Jr.
Charter Member, President,
Poet and Lifetime Caretaker
Belle Cem. Assn.
May 1999

A sampling of gravestones --





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