Booth-Kelly Lumber Company In Springfield

The Story of Rosamond


Jon Presco

Copyright 2017

“Hi Dan. Ten years ago we talked in your office about the white equestrian statue outside your office. According the ongoing Kesey Square Myth, this horseman may come alive in the night, and drag Kesey statue over to Springfield – with your assistance. Is this true?”

I have known Dan Egan since I moved to Springfield eleven years ago. Recently, we discussed his prophecy that Springfield would soon own the statue of Ken now located in Eugene. Or, did Neil Laudati tell me this? There is a Trojan Horse, here? I have found the hidden Mr. Burns. In theory, I own the history of Springfield. Helen is my friend. I have talked about running for Mayor. I will beautify this lumber town. I own the real story of a lone poor man taking on the powerful and rich man with a bevy of attorneys, who depicted my famous sister as a deranged and dangerous lunatic, thus her legacy had to taken over by sane outsiders!

“Mr. Buck is a prominent Mason, a Knight Templar and Odd Fellow, and a member of various clubs, including the Bohemian, of San Francisco; the Pacific-Union of the same city, the San Francisco Gold and Country Club, the Claremont Country Club, of Oakland, California, and the Sutter Club, of Sacramento, California.”

From Frank would come the largest family trust on earth that is worth a billion dollars. Because there was alcoholism in the family, it was founded to combat this disease, and help the poor people of Marin. Maybe we can get Springfield in on this action, because Buck bucks, built this town – and Beverly Hills!

After my friend, Mark Gall, paid for my membership in the Emerald Art Association, I talked with Dan in his office at the old Springfield train station. He gave me his last copy of the history of Springfield which I donated to a merchants organization on Main street, that is now defunct. Then, came the rejection of the history I was compiling on the Fremont-Benton family by the founders of Emerald Arts, who I was told by the director were the widows of the men who owned logging companies. Were any of them kin to Frank Buck, the President of the Booth-Kelly Lumber Company that built a huge lumber mill in Springfield, and, was based in Eugene. Frank was the major stock holder. Why haven’t we heard of him. Where is his monument and plaque. He is the real Mr. Burns!

“Mr. Buck is interested as a stockholder and Director in the Rodeo Land & Water Co., of Los Angeles, which owns 3100 acres of land near Los Angeles. The townsite of Beverly stands on part of this land. Mr. Buck is President of the Booth-Kelly Lumber Company, of Eugene, Oregon, and has heavy timber holdings in that section of the Northwest. He also is a Director of the Bakersfield Iron Works.”

Why did the artist who designed the Kesey mural put these Biblical words where the signature of the artist traditionally go? I and my niece have been fighting a conglomerate that made millions fro Oregon trees.

A month ago, my childhood friend, Nancy Hamren, saw the real me. I was having dinner at Far Manns in Springfield. My waitress was giving me the eye, again. She took over my station just to wait on me. I found out her middle name was Rose, which was her grandmother’s first name. I told her about my Rosy family. We made a date, and she tells me she lives in a recovery house. I tell her I just had my thirty year birthday. I offer to be her sponser until she get’s one. I turn to say something to Rose, and am staring at Nancy. She is with Jerry in a booth. I say hello!

Nancy tells me she did not hear our conversation, but, she is being polite, and shy. She asks me if I have talked with Bill’s sister, his lover, and his son. Bill was killed on railroad track on my eighteenth birthday. He was a beautiful artist and writer. He was the love of Nancy’s and Christine’s life, who did this painting in memory of my childhood friend. This painting is discussed in my sister’s biography. I am vilified in this book of lies. Garth Benton says Christine received a letter from me wherein Bill is mentioned.

I read words suggesting if I had passed a letter to Bill, that Christine wrote, she could have saved Bill, and, he would still be alive, today. This lie was conjured up by a member of the Buck family. It was meant to destroy me. People wanted me to take my life. People who surrounded Rosamond, thought she would take her life. I have shown a powerful lawfirm who handled Christine’s probated………….they own no death scene!

I was doing a painting at the time of Bill’s death. I set up my easle before the T.V. because my friend’s two favorite movies were on; ‘Of Mice and Men’ and ‘The Old Man and the Sea’. It was just after midnight. I was painting a railroad track at night. I put my friend standing by the tracks looking at me.

“Hello Bill!”

Nancy made references to the video I made at the dedication of the Kesey mural in Springfield. She appologised for the ending. She said she was shy. I told the first girl I ever kissed that she was one of the most honest and integral human beings I ever met. We hugged each other. We went to – that place! We were so beautiful – and perfect! We were perfect every day. When we awoke, and wondered again, if this perfection would ever end, we smiled, for to wonder such a thing is such a perfect thing to wonder about.

I have not read ‘Sometimes a Great Notion’. I could barely watch the movie, for, there is our Bill captured under the log, and we are so helpless. We tried. He was a suicide. He was nineteen. His play had just been rejected by an editor who made a point to come see him. Bill believed the worth of a man is judged by the worthiness of his enemy. ‘The Fountainhead’ was another favorite book. Bill became Howard Roarke. He saw himself as Lenny. I was George. Nancy gave George a hug at Far Manns. Nancy honored ‘The Survivor’ of one of the most beautiful and creative bond, the world has ever known – if only someone would tell the tale.

When I visited Nancy and the Springfield Creamery in 1986, she suggested I write the history of the Hippies because I could recall so much. I knew she wanted me to write Bill’s story. I had grown up in his shadow. But, this time, at Far Mann’s, she no longer wanted me to author Bill’s story – or mine! She told me she and Jerry had not come to this restaurant for twenty years. When they did, they got to see the real me, the hidden me. I can see that Ken admired John Steinbeck, and his mice who want to be men.

“What is a man?”

I am a Lamed vav Tzardikim. I am the ‘concealed one’. In this life I am ‘The Rose of the World’. I am the Beautiful Rose Artist. I have come to save………..Art! I have been elected. How I was elected is what Ken’s two novels are about! I even did a cote of arms – before I knew who I was – fore sure. I have suffered. No artist has suffered more. No artist has loved art – more! My betrayal is so complete, there is nowhere to go. There is not diversion. No one to blame. I have been elected by a process that does not understand itself. I am on the railroad tracks. There is a train coming. Last night………I found that train. It is…….on time! Of course you are going to title me ‘Mad’. That’s what you do! That’s your job! It’s all about making money, and having money – for you!

Nancy was at my graduation from Serenity Lane. She had me meet Ken several times. I heard he had a drinking problem. Here is the Buck Trust.

“The nonprofit’s board chose Alcohol Justice from three alternatives a branding consultant penned.

The organization, one of the Buck Trust’s three major beneficiaries, focuses on research, education and campaigning through mainstream and social media nationwide.

While not anti-alcohol, the organization keeps a close eye on the alcohol industry, going after products or advertising campaigns it believes pose a threat to public safety and health, Livingston said.

“Pick you own damn oranges! We’re pulling up stakes, and getting the hell out of Carmel, pronto! You got too many water problems! declared Frank Rosamond, head of the Rosamond clan of California, who was not happy about the death of his cousin, Rena-Christina Victoria Roozemonde.

“We got grieving children, here: children who grieve!”

Yet man is born to trouble
    as surely as sparks fly upward.

This passage is followed by this one;

But if I were you, I would appeal to God;
    I would lay my cause before him.

Kitty, you must stop the destruction of the Columbia cottages. I just received a book that connects the Miller brothers with the Rossetti family who were famous artist and poets in Britain. Joaquin Miller – who a State Park is named after near Florence – had dinner with the Pre-Raphaelite artists, one being, William Morris, who wrote a fantasy novel that inspired J.R. Tolkien, who influenced the Hippies to create a counter culture that is so much a part of Eugene.

Sometimes a Great Notion” (1964) has always played a second novel fiddle to “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest” (1962), especially after the Academy Award-winning film version with Jack Nicholson ratcheted its way into the national cerebrum. But “Sometimes a Great Notion,” with its portrayal of family and labor discord in waterlogged Oregon timber country, resonated with many savvy Northwest readers and writers.

That was readily apparent four years ago when the Seattle Post-Intelligencer sought to name the “12 Essential Northwest Books,” books that best capture this region’s character and voice. Contributing to this project were more than 30 of the region’s booksellers, critics and writers, including such notables as David Guterson, Jon Krakauer, Jonathan Raban, Rebecca Brown, Murray Morgan, Ivan Doig, William Kittredge and Molly Gloss.

The undisputed Northwest champ of their lists — named by more than one-third of the participants — was Kesey’s “Sometimes a Great Notion.” In second and third place, at a respectful distance back, were Norman MacLean‘s “A River Runs Through It” and David Guterson’s “Snow Falling on Cedars.”

Kesey’s triumph was a surprise to many, including the writer himself. He also was gratified that the selection had confirmed his own assessment of his work.


Ken Kesey’s novel, Sometimes a Great Notion (1964), is a complex and integrated historical background and relationship study of the Stamper family, a prideful logging clan living in Wakonda, Oregon. This big story involves a man, his family, a town, the country, a period of time, and the effects of time. All of the elements of the novel including its characters, events, settings, symbols, and so on, are integrated and oriented toward the themes of independence, individualism, and self-sufficiency. The novel teaches that a person should have the right to try to be as big as he believes it is in him to be. Sometimes a Great Notion was made into a 1971 film directed by and starring Paul Newman. In Britain this film about generations of loggers was called Never Give an Inch.

          At the beginning of the 20th century, Jonas Stamper had traveled from Kansas to Oregon to pursue his American dream of becoming a successful pioneer in the promising new Western frontier. Jonas begins to construct a large frame house on a bank of the Wakonda Auga River. Overcome by the potential of the Oregon climate and wilderness to overpower and destroy men, the intimidated Jonas leaves his family and goes back to Kansas.

Myra seduces Hank when he is sixteen years old. The young Leland views them in bed together through a hole in the wall. Psychologically damaged by the incident, Leland hates, fears, and envies his half-brother, Hank. Henry never finds out about the affair and Hank never realizes that Leland knows about his secret affair with Myra. Aware that she is unsuited for the tough life of a logging wife, Myra decides to leave for New York with Leland when he is twelve years old. A dozen years later, she commits suicide by leaping off a tall building. The intellectual Leland has been pursuing doctoral work in English literature at Yale. Having troubles with his studies, he becomes paranoid, turns to drugs, and he too attempts suicide, but is unsuccessful.

A fist-fight showdown between Hank and Leland ends in a draw. Hank apologizes for sleeping with Lee’s mother and explains that, because of the age difference, Hank was not taking advantage of Lee’s mother, Myra. The brothers come to somewhat of a truce. Lee also discovers that Hank had been sending money to his mother for many years.

Sometimes a Great Notion illustrates the value of a family sticking together. Hank, the product of a frontier culture, has a strong will and work ethic and leads his family in fighting for what they believe. He is a man of integrity who has a strong sense of kinship. In association with his family, Hank is able to withstand a variety of pressures including the forces of nature, (i.e., the river and the forest), social pressures exerted by the townspeople, the conformist pressures brought by the union, and the need to fulfill their logging contract. Hank represents the joy of an unyielding will in his quest to deliver the logs to the Wakona Pacific Lumber Company.

“Mr. Buck is a prominent Mason, a Knight Templar and Odd Fellow, and a member of various clubs, including the Bohemian, of San Francisco; the Pacific-Union of the same city, the San Francisco Gold and Country Club, the Claremont Country Club, of Oakland, California, and the Sutter Club, of Sacramento, California.”

Buck married Anna M. Bellows in 1856.[1] They had two sons: Frank H. Buck and Fred M. Buck, and three daughters, Mrs J. B. Corey, Emma L. Buck and Anna M. Buck.[2] They resided at 929 Adeline Street in Oakland, California from 1887 onward.[1]

Buck was a Freemason, and he served as the master of the Vacaville lodge in 1884.[3]

Springfield Augurs Ken Kesey

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I am beginning to believe Springfield got it right! I went and looked at the un-finished mural of Ken Kesey. This is a much better job of Branding then the Homer Simpson Mural. It has a literary and historic theme. There are titles of books that Ken perhaps read and mentioned? ‘Grapes of Wrath’ is one.

When I moved to Springfield Oregon eight years ago, I ran into Virginia Hambley’s boyfriend at a city hall meeting. Afterwards Michael took me for a mini-tour downtown. We stopped in front of the Emerald Art Association that was closed. I came back the next day and talked to the director Cheyrl Liontino. I had a vision. I told her I saw Springfield surpassing Eugene in the Arts and it becoming a Mecca for European artists. As I headed out the door, Liontino held out her arms and blocked the door. I became a member of the EAA located on Main Street a block away from Odd Fellows Lodge building that is hosting the image of Ken ‘The King of the Bohemians’.

I went back to look at the finished chalk art and beheld a tribute to Alphonse Mucha the Bohemian Czech artist who inspired me when I rendered my painting of Rena Easton. I asked for and received a photo of her profile.

Booth-Kelly Lumber Company

From Lane Co Oregon

[edit] 1890s

The company that would make Springfield a major industrial center was the Booth-Kelly Lumber Company, which was incorporated in 1896 by Robert and Henry Booth and George and Tom Kelly.

[edit] 1900s

In August 1901, the Booth-Kelly Corporation purchased the Springfield sawmill and several thousand acres of timberland in the region. The sawmill was dismantled in 1902 and a larger, more efficient mill with a capacity for greater production was constructed on the same site (Clarke 1983:46).

The sawmill was not directly powered by the millrace. A steam plant was built adjacent to the millrace to power the mill with the sawdust and refuse lumber. Since this fuel was in excess of the demands for operating the plant, and destroying it would be an expense to the company, a proposition was made to the Eugene Electric Light Company to erect a light plant in Springfield with the fuel furnished by Booth-Kelly (Clarke 1983:46-48).

In 1902 a 99-year franchise was granted to the Booth Kelly Lumber Co. to produce electricity for the city using the company’s steam generator.

[edit] 1910s

In 1911, a brick steam plant replaced the original wooden building. In July of that year, the Booth-Kelly sawmill was destroyed by fire. The company replaced the burned remains of the old mill with a modern electric-powered mill with several buildings in 1912 (Clarke 1982:48-55).

The importance of the Booth-Kelly Lumber Company to Springfield’s economy is illustrated by the number of residents employed there. City directories of 1907 and 1911 clearly show that a majority of the population worked in some capacity for Booth-Kelly. In 1904, the company sold some of the controlling shares of stock to out-of-state businessmen, which brought new money into the community. Springfield became known as “Mill City,” and as it grew and prospered, many new people arrived looking for work. In 1907, railroad rates sky-rocketed for lumber shipments, and Booth-Kelly faced a serious legal battle concerning land grant purchases. Despite its problems and the fact that no profit was made in 1911 by the Springfield mill, the company kept the operation going. The decision to replace the burned mill in 1912 was the result of improved regulation of railroad rates and a favorable decision by the U.S. Government in the case against Booth-Kelly (Clarke 1983:50-55).

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1 Response to Booth-Kelly Lumber Company In Springfield

  1. Reblogged this on Rosamond Press and commented:

    The Getty and Buck foundations should put me in charge of a Artistic Think Tank.

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