The irony of
Nebo, Illinois, is that while I lived there, I could not wait to leave it. Now I think about those days, get a wallop of nostalgia, and wish I knew
more about the place left behind.
It began as a true log cabin town, growing with each new settler with names of Shaw, Ross,
Franklin, and many more. With each new
family the settlement became a township.
When I
returned for visits over the years, the town had shrunk just a little bit more
and the people I knew had died. Their children left (just as I had), and then there
were empty vandalized houses, and people I don’t know.
Basically a
ghost town compared to its former self.
Here are
photos of the then and now:
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| Hebo High School, 1920? |
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| Baptist Church, which still looks like this. |
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| C.R. Rodgers' Trans Continental trip for to promote Vin Fizz soda |
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| Peck house on Pearl-Nebo road |
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| Painted by in-mate at nearby prison |
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| Nebo High School Gym--all that remains of the High School |
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| Country School Students |
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| Another Nebo, in Wales, 1984 |
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| Mt. Nebo, where Moses is buried
N is for Nebo.
145 words, or thereabouts.
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