Tuesday, March 15, 2011

The Beginning Of My Books by Rose Marie Briggs

     Tipperary, Iowa, was located in Lucas County, Iowa, Pleasant Township, 15 miles northeast of Chariton, Iowa, or roughly 5 miles east of Williamson, Iowa.  The Olmitz mine was located about two miles northwest of Tipperary.
     The stories of Tipperary have always fascinated me ever since I heard the magical name years ago.  As it so happened, we ended up purchasing the timber ground where Tipperary used to be.  (We now no longer own it.)  When our good friends Charlie and Katie Gedda would come to visit and Charlie would tell me about their “Blue Cross and Blue Shield” health plan and about the gambler, “Chicago Mike” and his get away car, I would sit with eager anticipation “soaking up” as much information as possible.
    Walking along in the timber, I would find sunken places in the ground, broken bottles and trinkets and partial foundations, of what, I did not know.  Right then and there, I decided to try and recreate Tipperary,  the mine and its people,  “as it used to be” between 1914 and 1927.  Off I went on a wild goose chase, contacting as many people as I could find, compiling stories and pictures of the bygone days.  What a joy it was to visit with the people that used to live there and hear about their adventures and memories.  Needless to say, every one wanted to know about Tipperary and encouraged me to compile all the information and put it into a book, which I did.
     In talking about Tipperary, another coal mine was brought to my attention, named Olmitz.  It was located “down the train track southwest about 2 miles”.  So, I ended up doing a sequel to Tipperary’s book, about the coal mine called Olmitz.  Its town was located on Cedar Creek bottom ground  and consisted of  104 company houses and a company store,  wherein Tipperary was located amongst hills and hollers”, and it only had 24 company houses.  Perhaps it was the charm of the song, It’s a Long, Long, Way to Tipperary” or the World War I movie of Tipperary that made the little coal camp of Tipperary so unforgettable, or perhaps it was the mystery of days gone by.  I discovered, whatever it was, Tipperary holds a special place in people’s hearts yet today. 
    At one time Tipperary was a flourishing town of over 1000 people, but it soon dwindled to a wandering road among the trees.  After a brisk fall walk among the Tipperary woods and upon sitting down on a quiet afternoon; if you listen really careful, you can almost hear the bustle of the busy town; the mine work whistle; the smell of the dirt dump burning (or the sweet smell of chocktaw brewing), and even the faint whistle of the coal train.  I believe Tipperary will remain alive in people’s hearts for many more year to come.

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