It was the 1920’s and 30’s when a small town in Arizona, or rather mining camp, had around a thousand residence living amongst the dusty lands. Hidden in a canyon on Dripping Springs Mountains near Globe/Miami was a town called Christmas. It was another mining town formed around claims of silver and copper. It was much smaller than the surrounding towns, and never gained the popularity those urban areas enjoyed.
Today, Christmas is barely a blimp on the radar. The town is completely abandoned with empty homes and rusty headstone crosses that are scarcely visible from all the dense weeds, cacti, and sagebrush surrounding the area. The mines are all but quiet with all the machines and the workers long sense gone. Their spirits still wander around the tiny town they once called home.
If there is any sign that Christmas once existed, I will find it.
What a great name for an old town.
ReplyDeleteDamn, sis--next time we're headed to Globe--we gotta go there! I want to get a picture of me in a tank top and shorts there and use it for my Xmas card.
ReplyDeleteI agree Barry. I am curious to see what it looks like now.
ReplyDeleteHaha Sis, you should take your Christmas card picture there. It is perfect.
http://littlegothichorrors.blogspot.com/2011/11/theres-something-about-200.html
ReplyDeleteJust a little "Thank You!"