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Having image-01done all this, we found the main attraction just outside town. The Bureau of Land Management's "National Historic Oregon Trail Interpretive Center" on top of Flagstaff Hill. Although now added to the "Fee Program" of federal sites, the $5. per person was well worth the price. Located high on Flagstaff Hill, the building overlooks the original Oregon Trail. Ruts made by the wagons of a 150 years ago are still visible in the ground several hundred yards down the hill. A circled wagon train outside, created all the feelings we needed to put ourselves into the time past. The stark expanse of the sage prairie with its endless rolling hills tired us just thinking about the walk here. We sat a spell in the middle, then walked from wagon to wagon absorbing more of the time and place. We entered the building and were immediately drawn into the main attraction, A replica of the trail that ran a 100 feet to the back of the building, image-02complete with wagon ruts in the floor. On ether side of the pathway were mannequin size figures entwined in a scene of a wagon train moving westward. As we slowly passed by each figure they began to speak, as though they were speaking their thoughts out loud, telling of their greatest hopes and worst fears. There was happiness and tragedy all rolled into one scene, from the opening Indian setting to the ending wagon scene with the ever-exuberant kids at play. Although spectacular in its presentation, this is but one image-07part of a large complex of presentations. Several films play endlessly, depicting the stories of this epic journey. The center was laid out in a twisting turning pattern with each turn displaying yet another aspect of this period. The concept of what is now the National Historic Oregon Trail Interpretive Center began as little more than a coffee table discussion between local community leaders in Baker City, Oregon in 1987. With the help of the Bureau of Land Management, a local non-profit corporation (now the Oregon Trail Preservation Trust) they refined the concept of a major visitor facility to interpret the Oregon Trail at Flagstaff Hill.

Visitors to the Interpretive Center have a unique opportunity to enhance their visit by attending a program in the 150 seat Leo Adler Theater at the Center. Named in honor of Baker City philanthropist Leo Adler who contributed to the construction of the Center, the theater is the forum for a variety of presentations. It was our good fortune to be there at the same time that a lady by the name Linda Russell of New York, was putting on a performance. She put on a one person show called Patchwork. It was a dramatic presentation, she had helped create, of voices of 19th century women. She did it in costume with some props but the majority of changes were simply the sounds of her voice and her body language. She presented the ideas, the songs, the hopes and the fears of 17 different women. It was simply enthralling to watch her performance and I got so caught up in the performance, I found myself weeping with the women for their fears, angers and frustrations and celebrating with their joys and accomplishments. Her show was based on, and contained excerpts from, diaries and letters that were written by women who had made the long and arduous journey from back east to the Oregon area on the Oregon Trail. This show was followed by another she did, in which she played several instruments including a hammered dulcimer, a lap dulcimer, and a guitar. Linda has a lovely clear voice and does a wonderful job on presenting the music of the century. Linda was gracious enough to talk with us after the performance and we found out that she travels all over the country to various festival and centers doing her presentations. I am sure her performances are moving for anyone, but for any woman with even a small amount of imagination it is a REALLY exciting presentation. I found myself so caught up in the performance that I was off with the various women fighting Indians, raising children, loving and hating men who had dragged me off to that God-forsaken land, and longing for a home and relatives left behind that I would probably never see again. If you ever get a chance to see this lovely, gracious lady in person be sure and avail yourself of this opportunity. As we moved on to new adventures we carried with us a new understanding and respect for the emigrants who braved this epic journey.

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