On Sunday my husband and I attended the annual Humboldt Historical Society Luncheon, and in a silent auction I “won” a series of books written by Peter Palmquist and Lincoln Killian. The books focus on the history of local photographers, and though I’d seen them before, I hadn’t realized they also contained a lot of great local history. Great, well written, local history. This sounds terrible, but I figured they weren’t written by Palmquist and on a hunch, I successfully tracked down the co-author, Lincoln Killian. Killian had, indeed, written most of the text for the series.
We chatted for a while, and as I always do, I shared the story of Lucy. He remarked, rather surprised, that he hadn’t heard the story before (though he worked in the HSU library’s Humboldt Room and spent years steeped in local history). He said that it was important to share the stories that no one knows…
Which got me thinking. And thinking… And thinking.
I work with a lot of clients doing marketing and public relations projects and last night I attended a workshop on Social Media (Facebook, Twitter, etc.) so that I could do more in that realm for my clients. I did pay attention (at least some of the time), but mostly I thought about the murder of James Casebeer and the lynch mob killing of the two Indians accused of the murder. Two Indians named Jack. I realized that I need to tell their story and I will start by doing it here.