We’re leaving Baltimore

Riely Cottage, Council Grove, Kansas
Riely Cottage, Council Grove, Kansas

“And it’s about time that you do,” my mother said last evening—with just a touch of sternness in her voice. She was absolutely right, of course.

It’s been way too long since we’ve visited her—early Thursday morning we’ll jump on a Southwest flight, grab our rental car in Kansas City, and head south to Council Grove, Kansas for a late Mother’s Day get-together.

Found almost dead-center on a map of the U. S., the town had about 2,000 residents when I was born there in 1950. It has a population of about 2,000 today.

Heading to Council Grove

Council Grove is a really interesting place if you’re into historical markers—located in the Flint Hills alongside the Neosho River, Council Grove received its name August 10, 1825, when a group of US Commissioners met with Chiefs of the Great and Little Osage Indian tribes beneath a tree later named the “Council Oak,” to sign the first treaty establishing the right-of-way for the Santa Fe Trail. In the years following, Council Grove became the pre-eminent rendezvous point for wagon trains heading west.

It was at Council Grove that small wagon trains and individual travelers gathered to form large wagon trains—Council Grove was the west-most point to which they could safely travel alone or in small groups. Also, at Council Grove was the last stand of hardwood timber from which wagon repairs could be made.

The first permanent settlement in Council Grove did not occur until Seth Hays, great-grandson of Kentucky frontiersman Daniel Boone, established a trading post there in 1847. My ancestors arrived on the scene about a decade later. With the arrival of the railroad, the last Santa Fe wagon train passed through Council Grove in 1866 and the town became a trade center for the local agricultural economy.

Hays House, Council Grove

My family and Council Grove go way back. One of my favorite things about visiting is staying in the Riely Cottage located on the Old Homestead Ranch which was homesteaded in 1859—the 1868 Riely Cottage (top), a four room limestone house, was the home of my great-great-great-grandparents. At night there are fireflies and giant owls hooting in the trees; waking up, there are often deer or wild turkeys in the yard. We’ve even stayed there as we watched an approaching tornado.

Another place that I always look forward to visiting is the Hays House. It’s the oldest continuously operating restaurant west of the Mississippi River and serves up some outstanding cuts of prime beef. Their chicken fried steak is a game changer.

“Done the old fashioned way, not in a fryer. We hand-bread a tenderized eight ounce Certified Angus Beef ™ steak then flattop fry in real chicken fat. Served with mashed potatoes with homemade chicken gravy, and homemade rolls.”

And, oh those mashed potatoes!

Farmers and Drovers Bank

Next week you’ll find me on Main Street, which still looks a lot like an old west movie set. But, it’s actually the real deal. My great-great-grandparents kept their accounts at the Farmers and Drovers Bank; I still deal with the bank to this day.

But, don’t worry, Baltimore—we’ll be back shortly with a song in our hearts:

“Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam,
Where the deer and the antelope play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day.”

By Stephen Brockelman

As a Sr. Writer at T. Rowe Price, I work with a group of the best copywriters around. We belong to the broader creative team within Enterprise Creative, a part of Corporate Marketing Services. _____________________________________________ A long and winding road: My path to T. Rowe Price was more twisted than Fidelity’s green line. With scholarship in hand, I left Kansas at 18 to study theatre in New York. When my soap opera paychecks stopped coming from CBS and started coming from the show’s sponsor, Proctor & Gamble, I discovered the power of advertising and switched careers. Over the years I’ve owned an ad agency in San Francisco; worked for Norman Lear on All in the Family, Good Times, Sanford and Son, and the rest of his hit shows; and as a member of Directors Guild of America, I directed Desi Arnaz in his last television appearance— we remained friends until his death. In 1988 I began freelancing full time didn’t look back. In January 2012 my rep at Boss Group called and said, “I know you don’t want to commute and writing for the financial industry isn’t high on your wish list, but I have a gig with T. Rowe Price in Owings Mills…” I was a contractor for eight months, drank the corporate Kool-Aid, became a TRP associate that August, and today I find myself smiling more often than not.

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