Jerome’s mining wealth came at a big cost to the surrounding environment. Mining has always been a dirty business. The biggest environmental hazard that directly affected citizens in the Jerome community was the flow of azure-colored water.Continue reading
The potential for mining to return to Jerome flew on the e-Mail hotlines because of newly announced information from Cornerstone Metals, a company located in Vancouver BC, to explore for a new cache of high-grade copper ore on property within a few miles of Jerome, Arizona. What is the potential for finding it and will it mean mining’s return to Jerome, Arizona?Continue reading
Carmen Kotting was one of two new firefighters that volunteered in the late nineteen seventies. “Just after I got on the department there was a fire on Diaz Street. Nobody showed up when the alarm went off, so I jumped on the ‘28 truck. It had a bent seat and I had to stand up on the petals. Going down hill, I had to double-clutch and pray the brakes would hold. By the time I got to the fire, my knees were jelly. Then others came and we hosed the fire out.”Continue reading
During Jerome, Arizona’s mining heydays, people talked about the billions made in William Andrews Clark’s legendary mine, the United Verde Copper Mine, and the scandals caused when Clark bribed his way into the Senate. (He resigned rather than become impeached.)
Few talked about what Clark spent his money on.
Clark’s private passion was art.
Once the sun began to set, the mosquitos came out of hiding from large tamarisk bushes lining the river. The smell of smoke, RAID mixed with the dust of 75 cars and trucks wheeling in and out of the parking lots at sundown on a Saturday evening reminded me of a weird kind of drive-in movie in the boonies that my teenage boyfriend used to take me to when I was 14.Continue reading
Papa Lozano stood ankle deep in an oozy muck and shoveled newly blasted ore into carts. After his shift, Lozano would trudge with 400 other miners out of the belly of the mountain, blackened with muck and dust and climb the steps of the building known as “The “Dry.” He pissed shoulder-to-shoulder with his compadres in the long rows of urinals….Continue reading
As Max started to climb out and over the canyon wall, he saw a baby rattler shaking his tail at him not five feet from his face. Whiskers, his Manx cat, saved him.Continue reading
Good reading about Jerome, Arizona’s mining and railroad history and its emergence from a village to a virtual ghost city into an art mecca and destination resort.Continue reading
At night, Scott sometimes hears a tap tap tapping from the vicinity of the outhouse. Tap. Tap. Tap. It is the sound of the old lady tapping the cardboard latch to shut herself in. No one every sees her.Continue reading
The night after the Verde Independent came out with its sensational headline—Chief Accused of Drug Trafficking”— three men stole into the churchyard of the Holy Family Catholic church. One of the men propped a ladder on the shoulders of the former store mannequin that had been fashioned into the bloody replica of Jesus Christ. A man climbed up and nailed a new crown on Jesus’ head: a large wooden marijuana leaf that was painted a flamboyant green.Continue reading