1860 photo taken 4 days after Mr. Lincoln visited Lincoln, Illinois, for the last time. Info at 3 below.

This President grew;
His town does too.
Link to Lincoln:
Lincoln & Logan County Development Partnership
 

Site Map
Testimonials

Abraham Lincoln Bicentennial Commission of Lincoln, IL

1.
Abraham Lincoln and the Historic Postville Courthouse,
including a William Maxwell connection to the Postville Courthouse

2.
About Henry Ford and the Postville Courthouse, the Story of the Postville Courthouse Replica,
Tantivy, & the Postville Park Neighborhood in the
Route 66 Era


3.

The Rise of Abraham Lincoln and His History and Heritage in His First Namesake Town,
also the founding of Lincoln College, the plot to steal Lincoln's body, and memories of Lincoln College and the Rustic Tavern-Inn

4. 
Introduction to the Social & Economic History of Lincoln, Illinois,
including poetry by William Childress & commentary by Federal Judge Bob Goebel & Illinois Appellate Court Judge Jim Knecht

5.
"Social Consciousness in William Maxwell's Writings Based on Lincoln, Illinois" (an article published in the Journal of the Illinois State Historical Society, winter 2005-06
)

5.a.
Peeking Behind the Wizard's Screen: William Maxwell's Literary Art as Revealed by a Study of the Black Characters in Billie Dyer and Other Stories

6.
Introduction to the Railroad & Route 66 Heritage of Lincoln, Illinois

7.
The Living Railroad Heritage of Lincoln, Illinois: on Track as a Symbol of the "Usable Past"


8.

Route 66 Overview Map of Lincoln with 42 Sites, Descriptions, & Photos

9.
The Hensons of Business Route 66

10.
The Wilsons of Business
Route 66
,
including the Wilson Grocery & Shell Station

11.
Route 66 Map & Photos Showing Lincoln Memorial Park
(former Chautauqua site),
the Historic Cemeteries, & Nearby Sites

12.
Route 66 Map & Photos Showing Salt Creek & Cemetery Hill,
including
the highway bridges, GM&O bridge, Madigan State Park, the old dam (with photos & Leigh's memoir of "shooting the rapids" over the old dam), & the Ernie Edwards' Pig-Hip Restaurant Museum in Broadwell

13.
The Historic Logan County Courthouse, Past & Present


14.
Route 66 Map with 51 Sites in the Business & Courthouse Square Historic District,
including locations of historical markers
(on the National Register of Historic Places)

15.
Vintage Scenes of the Business & Courthouse Square Historic District

16.
The Foley House:  A Monument to Civic Leadership
(on the National Register of Historic Places)

17.
Agriculture in
the Route 66 Era


18.
Arts & Entertainment Heritage,
including the Lincoln Theatre Roy Rogers' Riders Club of the 1950s

19.
Business Heritage

20.
Cars, Trucks & Gas Stations of the Route 66 Era

21.
Churches,
including the hometown churches of Author William Maxwell & Theologian Reinhold Niebuhr

22.
Factories, Past and Present

23.
Food Stores of
the Route 66 Era


24.
Government

25.
Hospitals, Past and Present

26.
Hotels & Restaurants of the Railroad & Route 66 Eras


27.
Lincoln Developmental Center
(Lincoln State School & Colony in the Route 66 era), plus
debunking the myth of Lincoln, Illinois, choosing the Asylum over the University of Illinois

28
.
Mining Coal, Limestone, & Sand & Gravel; Lincoln Lakes; & Utilities


29.

Museums & Parks, including the Lincoln College Museum and its Abraham Lincoln Collection, plus the Heritage-in-Flight Museum

30.
Neighborhoods
with Distinction

31.
News Media in the Route 66 Era

32.
The Odd Fellows' Children's Home

33.
Schools

34.
Memories of the 1900 Lincoln Community High School,
including Fred Blanford's dramatic account of the lost marble fountain of youth

35.
A Tribute to the Historians and Advocates of Lincoln, Illinois

36.
Watering Holes of the Route 66 Era

37.
The Historic 1953 Centennial Celebration of Lincoln, Illinois

38.
The Festive 2003 Sesqui-centennial Celebration of Lincoln, Illinois,
including photos of LCHS Class of 1960 dignitaries & the Blanfords

39.
Why Did the State Police Raid Lincoln, Illinois, on October 11, 1950?

40.
The Gambling Raids in Lincoln and Logan County, Illinois,
During the Late Route 66 Era (1950-1960)

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Pages in this section tell about Leigh Henson's Lincoln years, moving away, revisits, and career:

About Lincoln, Illinois;
This Web Site; & Me

A Tribute to Lincolnite Edward Darold Henson: World War II U.S. Army Veteran of the Battles for Normandy and the Hedgerows; Brittany and Brest; and the Ardennes (Battle of the Bulge)

For Remembrance, Understanding, & Fun: Lincoln Community High School Mid-20th-Century Alums' Internet Community
(a Web site and email exchange devoted to collaborative memoir and the sharing of photos related to Lincoln, Illinois)

Leigh Henson's Pilgrimage to Lincoln, Illinois, on
July 12, 2001

Leigh Henson's Review of Dr. Burkhardt's William Maxwell Biography

Leigh Henson's Review of Ernie Edwards' biography, Pig-Hips on Route 66, by William Kaszynski

Leigh Henson's Review of Jan Schumacher's Glimpses of Lincoln, Illinois

Teach Local Authors: Considering the Literature of Lincoln, Illinois

Web Site About
Leigh Henson's Professional Life

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Pages in this section are about the writing, memorabilia, and Web sites of other Lincolnites:

A Tribute to Bill and Phyllis Stigall:
Exemplary Faculty of Lincoln College at Mid-Twentieth Century

A Tribute to the Krotzes of Lincoln, Illinois

A Tribute to Robert Wilson (LCHS '46): Author of Young in Illinois, Movies Editor of December Magazine, Friend and Colleague of December Press Publisher Curt Johnson, and Correspondent with William Maxwell

Brad Dye (LCHS '60): His Lincoln, Illinois, Web Site,
including photos of many churches

Dave Armbrust's Memorabilia of Lincoln, Illinois

J. Richard
(JR) Fikuart
(LCHS '65):
T
he Fikuarts of Lincoln, Illinois, including their connections to the William Maxwell family and three generations of family fun at Lincoln Lakes

Jerry Gibson (LCHS '60): Lincoln, Illinois, Memoirs & Other Stories

Dave Johnson (LCHS '56): His Web Site for the Lincoln Community High School Class of 1956

Sportswriter David Kindred: Memoir of His Grandmother Lena & Her West Side Tavern on Sangamon Street in the Route 66 Era

Judge Jim Knecht
(LCHS '62): Memoir and Short Story, "Other People's Money," Set in Hickey's Billiards on Chicago Street in the Route 66 Era

William A. "Bill" Krueger (LCHS '52): Information for His Books About Murders in Lincoln

Norm Schroeder (LCHS '60): Short Stories

Stan Stringer Writes About His Family, Mark Holland, and Lincoln, Illinois

Thomas Walsh: Anecdotes Relating to This Legendary Attorney from Lincoln by Attorney Fred Blanford & Judge Jim Knecht

Leon Zeter (LCHS '53): His Web Site for the
Lincoln Community High School Class of 1953
,
including announcements of LCHS class reunions

(Post yours there.)
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Highway Sign of
the Times:
1926-1960

The Route 66
Association of Illinois

The Illinois State Historical Society

Illinois Tourism Site:
Enjoy Illinois

 

 

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April 24, 2004: Awarded "Best Web Site of the Year" by the Illinois State Historical Society  
  "superior achievement: serves as a model for the profession and reaches a greater public"

 

Marquee Lights of the Lincoln Theater, est. 1923, Lincoln, Illinois


 
  You can go home again. Email Leigh Henson at dlhenson@missouristate.edu.
 

9. The Hensons of Business Route 66

     This page depicts life at the Fifth Street (Business Route 66) home of my paternal Great Grandmother Parlee Henson, Grandmother Ruth Henson, and Father Darold Henson (late 1910s through the early 1980s) in Lincoln, Illinois.

 

9.1:  Ruth Henson Home on Business Route 66 (right side of photo) in
the Neighborhood of the Postville Courthouse Historic Site

     (Photo adapted from Gleason, Lincoln:  A Pictorial History, opposite the title page.  The photo is undated, but most likely is from the early 1960s.)
 

     Ruth Henson and her mother, Parlee Webb Henson, bought a house on Fifth Street in the late 1910s soon after they came to Lincoln from southern Illinois to find work at the Lincoln State School & Colony.  Great Grandmother Parlee and Grandmother Ruth had the same last name because Grandmother Ruth had married a grandson of her stepfather, John F. "Blackberry" Henson.
 

     My father, Edward Darold Henson, was born on September 17, 1918, in this house in the front bedroom (behind the window at the left in the photo) during the Spanish flu outbreak that killed William Maxwell's mother just two days after she gave birth to her third son (William's younger brother), Blinn, on January 1, 1919.  My father and Blinn became acquainted at Lincoln Community High School. Darold was Class of 1936. Blinn, Class of 1937.

     In Ancestors, William Maxwell says his paper route in 1921 included the inhabitants of the Postville Courthouse, plus twelve other customers (p. 135).  Most likely those customers were other residents on Fifth Street, which would have included the Hensons, since they were avid readers of the Courier and lived just four blocks from the Postville Courthouse toward town. 

     My Great Grandmother Parlee Webb Henson, born in 1867, was the oldest of 10 children of Allen Nimrod and Clementine (Simmons) Webb. (Jackie Webb has kindly included the names of these 10 children at Rootsweb, whose address is given below under Sources Cited.) Parlee came from the log-cabin days of self-sufficiency and embraced frontier evangelism. Her father was a volunteer for the Union in the Civil War, which he survived. For his military service, he was given land (@1,000 acres) to homestead in southern Illinois (Johnson County, near Tunnel Hill). He had in turn divided this land among his children, but farming was too hard to hold all of the family there.
 


9.2:  Parlee, Ruth, and Darold Henson Home Early in the Route 66 Era

     The house was a one-story structure with large kitchen, pantry, dining room, living room, two bedrooms, and a screened-in back porch with small bed for pleasant sleeping on hot summer nights.  The fanciest part of the house was the handiwork on the porch's banisters, columns, and trim.

9.3: Allen Nimrod Webb

Undated, probably taken at Tunnell Hill, Illinois

9.4: Four Daughters of A.N. Webb

     Undated, probably taken at Tunnel Hill.  Left front is Parlee, front right Sarah Armilda ("Mill"); back left is Laura; back right, unidentified--probably Luranis ("Rena" or "Rana") or Mary Magdaline "Maggie."

     Allen Nimrod Webb volunteered for the Union Army in 1862, being assigned to the 31st Regiment Volunteer Infantry, 60th Regiment, Company K (P.T. Chapman, A History of Johnson County, Illinois, pp. 181-183). According to this source, "The 60th was organized at Anna, February 17, 1862, engaged in the Sieges of Corinth and Nashville, battles of Murfreesboro, Chattanooga, Buzzard Roost, Kennesaw Mountain, Peachtree Creek, and many smaller battles and skirmishes. They participated in the Grand Review at Washington, D.C. The 120th contained more men than any other regiment from this county and was organized by Colonel John G. Hardy of Vienna. It was composed of companies A, B, C, E, G, I, and K. They went into camp at Vienna August 13, 1862 and were mustered into service the following October. This company lost many men during the fall and winter with Small Pox, Measles, and Pneumonia. Their campaign was waged mainly in Tennessee and Mississippi. They did guard duty in many sections of the south., also taking part in many minor battles and skirmishes. Many of their men served long terms in rebel prisons. There [sic] principal battle was Guntown, Miss." (p. 177). A summary of several of these battles can be found at the link below to the "60th Illinois Infantry Regiment." Allen Nimrod Webb survived the full length of the Civil War and was mustered out Feb. 16, 1865.

     According to family oral history, Allen Nimrod Webb was wounded at the battle of Buzzard Roost, and he carried the slug in his leg for many years. One day while he was plowing, the slug worked its way out and fell on the ground. He kept the slug in a mantle clock for many years, but I do not know what became of it. My father, Darold, remembers his Grandfather Webb visiting his family on Fifth Street, calling Darold "Darrell" and giving him "coppers." A.N. Webb died March 15, 1931, at Tunnel Hill, Johnson County, Illinois, and is buried in the Webb Cemetery between Goreville and Tunnel Hill near the Community of Christ Church (formerly the Reorganized Church of Latter Day Saints).
 

     Parlee had married John F. "Blackberry" Henson after the death of her second husband, Mitchell Webb, from typhoid fever in 1905. The 1912 photo below shows Parlee standing piously next to her husband, John F. Henson, both prominently in the center of a gathering of the Saints. She looks vigorous and has a Bible cradled in her left arm, her right arm positioned behind her back. I have also circled Parlee's daughter, Ruth Ann Webb Henson, who was 13 at that time. Soon after this photo was taken, Reverend Henson died of blood poisoning from a splinter infection.

9.5: Parlee Webb Henson and John F. "Blackberry" Henson with the Henson Family in 1912

(Photo from Alma Lee "Bud" Henson, The Henson Family Line, p. 88)
 

9.6:  Great Grandmother Parlee Henson, Leigh, and Grandmother Ruth Henson
on Front Porch Facing Business Route 66 (About 1943)
 

     Great Grandmother's house rules reflected her Christian convictions. Darold told me that when his mother's older brother, Dad's Uncle Ruel, lived with them for a while, he had hidden a pistol in the house. He was not an outlaw, but he knew his mother disapproved of firearms. My great grandmother found the pistol and took it to the backyard where she smashed it with an axe. 
 

     My Great Uncle Ruel lived in Peoria and occasionally visited at Fifth Street.  I recall he gave me nickels and dimes, amused that I never wanted to spend them. (I suspect I didn't even know what money was.) 

     He chain smoked -- three packs of Clown cigarettes a day -- and continuously read paperback westerns.  I have one of his Zane Grey's.  His discarded cigarette butts lay on the ground in front of the porch like dropping petals from the white flowering shrubs that grew there and long remained a cruel reminder of his death from lung cancer 1951. 

     His funeral near Marion, Illinois, introduced me to the southern Illinois rural heritage of my Henson and Webb ancestors.
 


9.7:  Ruel Webb Visiting
His Mother and Sister on Fifth Street (About 1948)

     Fortunately, she expressed her religious views to me only moderately. She often softly urged me never to smoke or drink.  How could I say no to someone who spent many hours quietly sitting in her rocking chair reading the Bible while occasionally eating whole green peppers and onions like apples?  My penance for that betrayal is endless.  To this day, I occasionally sit in her old rocking chair and contemplate how to reduce that burden.

      The backyard of their Fifth Street home was the main resource of her self sufficiency. 

     She raised chickens there until the early 1950s, obtaining chicks from Sieb's every winter and nurturing them in her basement so they could be ready to move outside in the spring. 

     I remember holding the tender chicks in the basement.  In the back yard, Granny showed me how to pull a certain kind of weed ("chick weed?") from the grass and feed it to the chickens.  She said it was like ice cream to them.  Sometimes I was allowed into the (smelly) chicken coops to gather eggs.

     I also recall Granny ringing chicken's necks by the back porch. Those headless victims ran wildly in circles until they collapsed, and then she hung them on a special clothesline-like rope to pluck them.  She continued raising vegetables and flowers until her death in 1958. 

      Everything in the backyard grew abundantly.  I have spaded gardens in many places, but the Hensons' ground was the loosest, richest I have ever worked as a result of the coal stove cinders worked into the ground there. 

     The soil was rich from the organic fertilizer generated by raising countless chickens and working the manure into the garden soil.  Granny knew her gardening.
 

 

9.8:  Leigh Holding Baby Chick in
the Hensons' Backyard Barnyard and Garden

     (Ruth Henson photo about 1946.  Above my head is the grape vine that was in the yard when the house was bought about 1916 and is still there as of the summer of 2002 when I saw it from the alley.)

     From her backyard came rhubarb, red and white radishes, carrots, strawberries, lettuce, green beans, wax beans, tomatoes, potatoes, grapes, cherries, peaches, and apples.

   She also knew her cooking, baking almost daily:  often fruit pies.  She baked or fried chicken at least once a week.  She introduced me to rhubarb pie and to the hearty dish of long-simmered wax beans or green beans and potatoes flavored with generous amounts of bacon grease. Like others of her background, she canned tomatoes and green beans until advanced age and summer heat and humidity made her quit.       

     Shrubs, flowers, and ferns surrounded their house. The front porch banisters and lattice work were always covered with clematis and honeysuckle.  Ferns and lily-of-the valley grew on the west side of the house, shaded by large maple trees and a pear tree in the neighbor's yard. The sunny east side of the house was colorful with yellow spring daffodils; purple iris; red, orange, and purple summer zinnias; and yellow and white fall mums. 

     Parlee transplanted pink and white peonies from the Webb family cemetery in the Illinois Ozarks of Johnson County.  Every year her backyard near the house had large areas devoted to marigolds and giant zinnias, which seemed to grow up to her shoulders, and the shade behind the pantry yielded prolific nasturtiums with bright flowers of many colors. 
 


9.9:  Parlee "Granny" Henson
Among Her Flowers

     (Photo by Ruth Henson from the 1930s. The setting is the backyard garden where Granny smashed her son's revolver in the 1920s.  She made her dresses from chicken feed sacks.)

     Gardening was one aspect of the rural, frontier culture that Parlee Henson brought with her when she moved to Lincoln. Quilting was another.  Among the keepsakes I have from the Henson side of the family are two hand-crafted quilts:

9.10:  Tulip (?) Pattern
 

9.11:  Butterfly Pattern

    Granny Henson created the quilt with the red-tulip pattern, and Grandmother Ruth crafted the one with the butterfly pattern.

   Grandmother Ruth quilted with the butterfly image because her favorite story to tell me when I was three, four, and five had a butterfly character; and she intended the quilt to remind me of that story, which follows:

    A little boy lived with his parents in a house by the sea.  His parents always cautioned him against wandering off.

     One bright, sunny morning the boy pushed his dad's beached boat into the water and climbed in.  He intended to take a little ride, being careful not to row out of sight of the shore.  His rowing made him tired, and he lay down in the bottom of the boat, the warm sun helping to put him to sleep.

     When he awoke, the sun was going down, and he could no longer see the shore.  Night came on, and a storm violently tossed the boat for hours.  Finally, it passed, and the boy saw first light, but he was still lost and terrified.  He again lay down in the boat, looking up into the deep blue sky and white drifting clouds.

    After a while, he saw a butterfly high above.  He sat up and noticed the butterfly was circling the boat.  It finally landed on the back of his hand, then flew away.  The boy watched as it flew away out of sight, but soon he could barely see it again.  It would disappear, then reappear.  He began to row toward the butterfly for what seemed like endless hours.  He began to smell the fragrance of trees on the breeze and knew land was in that direction, so he kept rowing. 

     As he finally reached shore, the butterfly had completely disappeared, but he could see people running up and down the beach, waving their arms and yelling at him.  After he reached shore, he found his parents, who took him in their arms, as he promised never to go exploring again.

     The allegory is apparent -- although Grandmother never moralized or tried to interpret "the theme," as we English teacher types say --, and the story was a bit charming:  of course, we all know that it is human nature -- especially in kids, but also can be true of adults -- to vacillate between wanting to stick close to home -- hold to the familiar for security --, but also wanting to explore.  All our lives, we follow the pattern of venturing forth, then pulling back. 

     I suppose my life meagerly reflects these profundities.  I've enjoyed exploring, but safely limiting my boating to lakes and streams without fear of getting lost (although my kids may disagree as they witnessed my map reading on the water many times).  I've also enjoyed the indirect exploration of reading and writing -- without heading down the Mississippi as Huck Finn did on a cobbled-together raft (and he got lost more than once on the adventure) or crossing the south Pacific on a raft with sails as Thor Heyerdahl reported in Kon-Tiki (and he was lost the whole time).

     Another aspect of Parlee and Ruth Henson's rural background was their fondness for country music. I remember that Ruth sometimes strummed her guitar, and all of us listened to the WLS Barn Dance on Saturday nights in the 1940s and early 1950s. Parlee and Ruth bought the WLS Family Album, and I have its editions from 1933 to 1953 (except for 1946). On WLS I heard such artists as Gene Autry, Red Foley, Lulu Belle and Scotty, and the Prairie Ramblers and Patsy Montana. That formative experience probably accounted for my attraction to the folk music revival of the 1960s, my discovery of Joan Baez and Doc Watson, and my subsequent interest in the roots of country music. How else can I explain my acquisition of tapes of such legends as Bob Wills, Ernest Tubb, Lefty Frizzell, Jim Reeves, Eddie Arnold, and the young Merle Haggard?
 

9.12: Front Cover Artwork for 1934

9.13: Front Cover Artwork for 1943
 

    A note concerning the blue star flag seen in 9.13: "During WW II, a flag with a blue star was hung (usually in the parlor window) to signal that a family member was on active duty in the armed forces of the United States of America. In the event that the service member died, a gold star was pasted over the blue star. This gave rise to terms such as Gold Star Moms, Gold Star Wives, Blue Star Moms and Blue Star Wives and organizations by those names" (US Armed Forces News Service, http://www.usafns.com/bsf.shtml).

     Darold Henson served in the Army during WW II, was wounded in the Battle of the Bulge, and received the Purple Heart.
 

9.14: Colorized Henson Family Portrait, Circa 1945

    The colorized photo above had a gilt, oval frame and curved glass cover; it hung in the "front room" of Ruth Henson's home from approximately 1945 to 1985.
 

     I have often wondered about the culture clash that Parlee must have experienced as she tried to retain her rural southern Illinois lifestyle in a central Illinois town during times of great technological advancement.  Sitting on her front porch watching the world rushing by on Business Route 66 must have increased her awareness of the many changes during her lifetime.

     She was uncomfortable riding in a car that traveled more than 40 mph, and she was terrified even at the idea of flying in a plane.  I did inherit both her fear of excessive highway speeds -- only my threshold is somewhat higher than 40 mph, but less than the apparent average Interstate rate of 85 mph --; and I have never flown and do not plan to.

     As a kid, Route 66 taught me that the rushing world could be threatening to what I held dear.  When I was five, my first cat, Muff, was laid to rest at the back of her garden at the edge of the hollyhocks when it became a victim of the traffic on Business Route 66 in front of their house. 
 


9.15:  Leigh and Muff on
Front Porch Steps Facing Business Route 66

(Ruth Henson photo from about 1946)
 

     Grandmother Ruth showed me where she had buried him.  I was horrified to find one of his paws visible from the side of his shallow grave.

     I spent some of the most wonderful times sitting on the front porch steps of the Hensons' house on Fifth Street.  Often I sat there drinking lemonade after mowing the yard. 

     In the first few years, their mower was the old-fashioned push kind with a reel blades.  Their yard was about 75' by 150' with much of the backyard devoted to garden, so the job was reasonable for a nine- or ten-year-old (kids in those days were in good physical shape).  I recall Grandmother Ruth continually warning me about mowing at the edge of busy Fifth Street. When I mowed the front lawn near the street, I walked at the edge of the street so I could face oncoming traffic.  Cars did not usually bother me, but trucks made me step out of the road onto the lawn.  I was determined to avoid Muff's fate -- to borrow Maxwell's expression, "stay out of the cemetery."
 

     On the front porch steps, Grandmother Ruth, my sister, Linda, and I played Indian school and literally watched the world go by.  I saw an endless parade of cars and trucks on the Mother Road.  It was great fun to try to name makes, models, and years of cars as they passed both ways.  Squirrels leapt across the street from the high branches of elms and maples, only occasionally falling to the pavement to be flattened by trucks rumbling through town.  And in the evening as darkness fell, lightning bugs ignited the lawn with their sparkling fireworks. 

     My Great Grandmother Parlee had attended Southern Illinois University at Carbondale and had taught in rural southern Illinois schools.  Maybe that's the reason they let me play to my heart's content on their old manual typewriter and always found more paper for me to cover with neat-lettered nonsense.  Even then I knew I was tampering with something important and that not all adults would allow it. 

     Granny and Grandmother Ruth valued education and were largely responsible for convincing me that I should go to college.  Because I did, I developed a life-long interest in learning -- a long and winding road leading to this Web site publication.
 


9.16:  Leigh and Great Grandmother Parlee Webb Henson at the Front Porch of Her Home on Fifth Street, May 28, 1956, Eighth Grade Graduation Day

(Photo by Jane Henson)

   If this photo were in color, it would show I wore blue suede shoes -- the Elvis Effect already.

     Ruth Henson worked at the Lincoln State School & Colony for more than 40 years.  For an account of her pioneering work there, including photos, see "A Career of Untiring Service to Suffering Humanity" in this Web site at chapter 27. Lincoln Developmental Center (Lincoln State School in the Route 66 era).

Snapshot Summary of Life at Ruth Henson's Home on Business Route 66

     As the world passed by on Fifth Street (Business Route 66), the Hensons experienced their version of the American dream over a period of more than sixty years (late 1910s to the early 1980s).
 

     Above I mention that my cat, Muff, perished on Business Route 66 (Fifth Street). My dad's four-legged friend, Boots, escaped that fate.  Boots was truly a creature of his time--something rarely seen today-- the neighborhood dog. 

     Boots' owners were the Bruners, who lived at 6th and State Streets--on the other side of the block where Darold and his life-long friend, Duane Huffman, lived. Boots often spent the day at Duane's, but often roamed the neighborhood.  Various Fifth Street neighbors played with Boots and fed him. In his wanderings, Boots never crossed Fifth Street and thus proved to be smarter than Muff, the cat.

     In the photo, Fifth Street is barely noticeable in the background at the right.

9.17: Darold and Boots

(Ruth Henson photo @1938)


9.18:  Leigh with Father Darold in Army Uniform

     The date is about 1944-45, the occasion unknown, but most likely Darold was returning home from being wounded at the Battle of the Bulge.  He was probably coming rather than going because he has removed his necktie. 

     I have two memories of this period, when I was about three.  In one scene, it was late at night, and a cab stopped in front of the house (the cab driver had a cast on one foot), and Dad got out and came into the house for a happy homecoming.  In the other memory, Grandmother Ruth and I rode a train to Tomah, Wisconsin, where Dad was stationed during his recuperation before being discharged.  The train ride was a lot of fun.  I remember the excitement of wandering up and down the aisles and repeatedly pulling little paper cups loose from a dispenser and pouring myself a lot of drinks from a water cooler.  I also recall eating with Dad and Mom on the Army base in a large mess hall. 

9.19:  Leigh (right) with Unidentified Playmate in Sandbox
Built to Grandmother Ruth's Specifications Near Her Favorite Flower Bed

(Photo by Ruth Henson about 1945)

   

9.20:  Three Generations of Hensons (about 1948)

Left to right:  Parlee, Leigh, and Ruth holding Linda Henson  

      To paraphrase William Maxwell, the front and the back parts of the Hensons' yard were a  perennial garden:
 

9.21:  Flowering Bushes, Mid 1950s
 

9.22:  Backyard Flowers, Early 1970s

9.23:  Santa Clause Pleases Linda Henson in the Early 1950s
 

9.24:  Christmas Tree Reflected in Mirror,
 About 1967

 

9.25:  Typical Holiday Dinner

9.26:  About 1957

Leigh, Jane, Darold, and Linda
 

9.27:  Leigh's High School Graduation Day,
 May 27, 1960
 

9.28:  Darold and Ruth in 1964

     This photo was probably taken by Jane Henson.  The first and last photos on this page show the front porch about forty years apart.  Time is never kind to outdoor woodwork.  The above photo shows that the wooden steps, banister, and railing are gone; and only the main support posts remain. 

     Also remaining are the family love and devotion.

Sources Cited

     Chapman, P.T. A History of Johnson County, Illinois. Herrin, IL: The Press of the Herrin News, 1925.

     Henson, Alma Lee Rockett "Bud." The Henson Family Line. Privately published, no place or date of publication.

     Webb, Jackie. Webb family history at http://www.rootsweb.com/~usfgs/illinois/w/webballen.htm

     60th Illinois Infantry Regiment at http://www.rootsweb.com/~ilcivilw/reg_html/060_reg.htm
 

     Email comments, corrections, questions, or suggestions. 
Also please email me if this Web site helps you decide to visit Lincoln, Illinois: dlhenson@missouristate.edu.
 

"The Past Is But the Prelude"

The founding fathers of this town asked their attorney, Abraham Lincoln, for permission to name this new community after him, and he agreed.  On the first day lots were publicly sold--August 27, 1853--, Abraham Lincoln, near the site of the train depot, used watermelon juice to christen the town as Lincoln, Illinois.  It thus became the first town named for Abraham Lincoln before he became famous.