Oscar Shuler's stone Source: Findagrave.com (Mike Gourley, 2011) |
Queen/Styles Cemetery Photo by Wendy Meyers (December 25, 2019) |
Oscar Shuler was born (likely on Indian Creek) on May 19, 1906, the second documented child of James and Nora (nee' Laney) Shuler. We know almost nothing of his brief life. He is captured in the 1910 census at the age of 4 along with his parents, sister Eva, and brother Robert, with his parents recorded as being subsistence farmers (as were most others living on the creek in the early 1900's). Life was hard for these families, and like all children of the mountains, Oscar would have been expected to contribute heavily to the day-to-day activities required to run the household year round - gardening, cutting firewood, helping with the livestock, and so on.
His parents were both literate and he does appear to have gone to school for at least a time, as his death certificate records his being a "schoolboy". He lived on the upper end of Indian Creek so his walk to and from school would have likely been around two miles each way. He also likely attended the Indian Creek Church on Sundays. Beyond that, Oscar's life is an enigma. I do not even have a picture of him.
Robert Shuler family in the 1910 Census, Charleston Township Source: ancestry.com |
Oscar Shuler's death certificate Source: Ancestry.com |
Osker Shuler
Sun if Nora Shuter
Wos Borned May 19 196
Died Nove 20 1917
At Rest
Oscar Shuler's stone - photo is reversed for readability Photo by Wendy Meyers (2012) |
All of Oscar's Indian Creek kin left the area in the late 1920's and early 30's after their land was acquired for the creation of the Park. He has lain quietly for eternity for 102 years now, visited only by the rare curious hiker and by the families that come once a year for Decoration Day on Memorial Day weekend. Time and weather have prevailed and his stone now lies broken on the ground, oddly symbolic of the incomplete life it represents.
And yet, if you place a hand on the stone and allow your fingers to trace the markings, you can still feel the love and sadness embodied in the hand of the grieving mother who sought to memorialize her child in the only way she could. Through Nora's simple tribute, Oscar's life will always be remembered.....a beautiful and powerful reminder of the tenuous nature of life and death a century ago in these mountains we call home.
Oscar Shuler's broken stone Photo by Wendy Meyers (December 25, 2019) |
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For those interested in visiting the Queen/Styles Cemetery, here are the directions:
From the gate at the main Deep Creek trailhead, hike approximately 0.8 miles up the Deep Creek Trail to the intersection with Indian Creek. Turn right on Indian Creek and hike approximately 2.5 miles until you come to the third bridge on Indian Creek itself. Just before you cross the bridge, there is an old road on the right - take this road and hike approximately a quarter of a mile up the road; the road will terminate at the cemetery. The round-trip hike is just over 7 miles.
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Sources:
ancestry.com
cdc.gov
findagrave.com
Great Smoky Mountains National Park archives
I have relatives/ancestors in several abandoned family cemeteries in those mountains. Some lived just a few days and some near a hundred years. Life was hard for all of them but they probably didn't know there was anything easier or better in other places. We can't really imagine how hard life was for them. Children are meant to bury parents - not parents bury children. However, the same events occur today all too often.
ReplyDeleteThat is so true, Jackie! Having children of my own, I can't imagine the suffering of parents (both then and now) who had/have to bury their children.
ReplyDeleteWhat a (sad) well-written delight of a blog post. This is just so lovely. Glad I stumbled upon it.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for reading!
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ReplyDeleteNow, shame on me for not seeing this until today! (I'm not getting email notifications when I get comments for some reason). When you are facing the stone, all the lettering is reversed (as in the first picture). I reversed the second picture of it for readability. The lettering is raised. Nora carved the letters in wood and then made a mold - rendering the letters (reversed) raised.
My wife and I hiked up to Queen Cemetery some year ago and noticed the unusual mirror-image gravestone. I asked many, many folks about it; and no one seemed to offer any explanation. I am so happy to finally resolve this mystery... Now, I have another to pose: we live on the slopes of the Snowbird Mountains, and I have often wondered how the surrounding mountains got their names. Joanna Bald (aka. Teyahalie Bald) was resolved thanks to Tipper Presley who discovered some correspondence from David Christy, surveyor for Tanassee Power. Apparently the mountain was named Joanna Bald after his daughter Joanna. As for nearby Old Mattie Top, I have had absolutely zero success; and, I have been searching for its origin for almost twenty years... If you have any insight into this matter or can provide me any additional information on where I might turn to find it, I would be deeply appreciative. There were a number of Matties who resided on the slopes of the mountain, including Mattie Beaver, Mattie Morris and Mattie Truett; but only Mattie Beaver was old enough to maybe have earned the moniker "Old Mattie". Was she indeed Old Mattie?
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