Second stop:
Nicodemus.
As disturbing as Lucas was, Nicodemus was a breath of fresh
air.
The people who founded Nicodemus must have been some of the
bravest people around. Freed slaves from
Kentucky, they made their way to Kansas to start a new life. It cannot have been easy. Perseverance and sheer willpower helped them
to build a viable community, complete with a hotel, church, town hall, and
store. They tried to become a stop on
the railroad line, but that did not work out.
Slowly, the town began to die, but a few diehards stayed
around. Several plots of land still
remain in the original family, and although times are tough, they are
determined to retain their land.
Admiration best describes my emotions as we left
Nicodemus. Admiration for those who sought
and made a new life for themselves, against numerous odds. They were and are fine people just trying to
make things better.
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