Nauvoo Is a Small City in Hancock County, Illinois (Day 63)
Wendesday, Telkontar and I went out to Nauvoo, Ill. If the name’s not familiar, then you’re probably not Mormon. (You can check out Nauvoo Mormon history separately if you want or here’s the two-sentence version:
Nauvoo is a city on the Mississippi River in Illinois to which the Mormon church relocated in 1839 after the state of Missouri legalized exterminating them. After eight years, mobs forced the Mormons to leave Illinois for, well, Mexico (present-day Utah), leaving behind a bunch of pretty cool old brick buildings and the sites of some key events in the church’s history, some of which have since been re-acquired and restored.)
Anyway: I gotta figure out how to take better architectural photos. Maybe next trip.
Seventies Hall, grass, fence. Back in the 1840s, there would’ve been a bunch of out-buildings on the grass.
My great-great-great-grandfather’s porch. And house.
My bro and I posing in front of our own grandpa, who started the restoration of Nauvoo back in 1960 (or so) and ran it for a couple of decades. Our great-great-great grandpa is in the portrait in the room behind us.
The re-built Nauvoo Temple.
Joseph and Hyrum Smith ridin’ home with the temple tower straight ahead.
Same statue, other direction.
Illinois sky, ground.
It was a fun trip. My bro drove the whole way, which was a very welcome change. The missionaries in the homes seemed like they all had just gotten yelled at by the mission president that morning. I figure someone spouted space doctrine to a local journalist or something. It was kind of weird. Made a rope, though, which was cool. Got another prairie ring. They always seem like a good idea until you realize they don’t really fit. Oh well. Also got to introduce someone to the paradox of choice, which may or may not have been appreciated.
Nauvoo is my favorite part of the church’s history. It’s the time in church history that I best identify with — “we’re sick of getting treated like crap, so we’re going to do something about it — we don’t need you”. I kind of wish more (any?) of that spirit showed up at church on Sundays.
I also get a little choked up at seeing a portrait of my grandpa in a place that doesn’t belong to one of my relatives. And one day I’d like to claim my 1/24th of that house.
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Good Nauvoo coverage!! — Nice pictures as well!! Does that mean I get 1/6th(1/5th)?? 🙂
I like your history info too!
Yep — but try and not get the 1/6th that includes the unfinished room with the refrigerator boxes in it. 😉
They had refrigerators back then? That must be a great room to include in the tour!
They didn’t actually include it — I had to look through the keyhole. It was the room they were keeping un-restored so people could get a sense for what all had to be restored.