Lone Tree Photos

Below are some photos of Lone Tree, Indiana,  Bob’s family, and some of the characters and places in the book.
Bob Lamb (lower right) and his family in 1936
Bob Lamb (lower right) and his family in 1936
Lone Tree Store in 1967

Lone Tree Store in 1967

Granddad (right) with a farm hand, Al

Granddad (right) with a farm hand, Al

Prairie College School, Lone Tree, IN 1939

Prairie College School, Lone Tree, IN 1939

Bob and his horse

Bob and his horse

Responses

  1. that is so cool. a book about lone tree. we lived in worthington and passed lone tree everyday on the way to school. my parents owned a cafe in linton, called the city cafe. dad’s name was frank ward.
    that picture looks just like the one i have. it was taken many years ago.
    thanks, sharon ward

  2. Bob: Great photos of family and locale. I am very big on American history and especially the WWII years. Photos really reveal the people and the experiences that made them who they are. Hard working and honorable folks. The backbone of America. Farm folks especially.

  3. Dear Sharon
    Thank you so much for your comments on Lone Tree. I recently put out a new edition with a picture of Lone Tree Store on the cover and some additional picture in the interior. I remember the last name of Ward very well. I think my classmate Max Markle was related to the Ward family.
    Robert Lamb

  4. Dear Al
    Thank you very much for your kind comments about Lone Tree. It was a labor of love. I have just published a new edition with a picture of Lone Tree Store on the cover and some additional pictures inside. It is available on Amazon .com
    Robert Lamb

  5. Bob, Great website on Lone Tree. I greatly enjoyed your book. I started making notes on my experience and those that my father told me about during his summers near Lone Tree and in southern Indiana as I read your book, making notes chapter by chapter. Sorry to say I never finished it.

    I did not grow up in Lone Tree, nor am I a member of that “Great Generation” that the depression forged. I am a “baby boomer” born in 1949. My Grandmother’s family was from Swiss City, her last name was Dove. My mother’s family is from just west of Lone Tree in Knox County, a small town called Oaktown. One of my mother’s older sisters married a Lamb, Clone Lamb in 1929. Clone and my aunt Helen lived and worked on a farm in Sullivan County. Clone’s father was Aid Lamb.

    My father often told me and my brothers about spending summers with his grandfather Dove on a farm just east of Lone Tree, my grandfather was a sharecropper. I have great memories of hunting with my father just east of Lone Tree on a farm that was owned by a childhood friend of his. I wish I could remember his name but I do not. During these hunting trips my father would talk about his summers and how he helped his grandfather plow the fields with mules. How he and his friend would play in the woods and I am sure get into mischief. He also talked about walking down to the Lone Tree General Store and getting “a soda pop”. I remember the old Lone Tree store from my visits in the early 60s. Sadly it is gone.

    I was just back in the U.S. on one of my R&Rs from Afghanistan and I made a visit to my mother, who has moved back to Oaktown, and traveled down Indiana State Road 67 and was greatly saddened by the now dilapidated small towns in the area. Swiss City, Lyons, Marco, Sandborn, and even Worthington all almost ghost towns.

    In traveling through Swiss City my thoughts traveled back to what the town must have been like in the early 1900 to mid 1900s. I thought of the life of the people living there and how my grandparents must have lived during that period. I just have to think that we are currently going in the wrong direction.

    Last year a cousin from Oaktown and I made a day trip to Indianapolis. During the trip he reminisced on how each of the small towns in the area of Knox, Greene, and Sullivan County had their own high school and how the Oaktown High School basketball team would travel to Marco, Lyons, Swiss City and other towns in the area for Friday night basketball games and how each small town team was a point of town pride. He remembered special games between Oaktown and many of the other small towns in the area.

    So much we are missing today, sorry to say. As Bob Hope said, “Thanks for the Memories”.
    Bill

  6. My grandfather and grandmother lived in the Lone Tree area and my mother and aunt frequented The Lone Tree Store for entertainment on the weekends. There wasn’t that much to do in the area, so they made up their own by performing. My mother and aunt, Ernestine and Maxine Gibson, played their banjos and sang. Jento and Hester Funkhouser Gibson were their parents. Jento worked for the coal mine in the area…near Lebanon. Before my mother passed away in 2011, we drove down to the corner where The Lone Tree Store stood. When I saw the photograph just now, I wept because she has told me so much about her life spent there. Thank you ever so much for sharing!!!!

  7. Dear Lea
    The dearest rewards of writing the book about Lone Tree are the memories it evokes. When I read yours and others I realize that my memories were not the only ones born in that magic area during that magic era. I remember the name Funkhouser. I also remember a girl about my age named Ernestine but I think her last name was Clemens. I have so many other memories of growing up in Lone Tree that are not included in the book. I had my 84th birthday last week, an occasion for many more childhood memories to bubble up in my mind.
    Thank you for your kind words.
    Bob Lamb

  8. Dear Bob,
    Thank you for writing me back. I purchased your book on Amazon just now, and I read a few sample pages. Having noticed that you mentioned Providence Church evoked memories of my visits to it with my Grandmother and Grandfather when I was in grade school. In 2004 my mother, Ernestine, and I stopped and walked around the grounds and reminisced about earlier days. Providence has been well preserved.

    When I was young, my family gathered for picnics at Jento and Hester’s vacation place…a farm near Lone Tree. They purchased Johnny Squires’ farm in the 1950′s…Mr. Squires was Grandad’s uncle. My great-grandmother, Etta Squires Gibson, lived up the road from there. Her husband, James, had passed away before I was born in 1947. We always had a barbecue on the Fourth of July at “The Farm”. Grandad loved to go there and “play” farmer after he retired from his job as a dragline operator for a coal mine near Terre Haute. He planted corn and soy beans while driving his tractor around the grounds he knew from his childhood. Grandad had gone to work in the coal mine at age 10. It is devastating to realize that children went to work in the mines…missing their childhood. Life in the area around Lone Tree was a far different culture than that of the wealthy industrialists and upper class families in the east coast…such as the Vanderbilts and the DuPonts at that time.

    It means so very much to me to see a photograph of the store that Mother spoke of many times. I look forward to reading your memories. Congratulations on your 84th birthday!!! May you have many happy returns of the day!!!!

    Sincerely,
    Lea Richey Scruggs-Parker

  9. Dear Lea
    I visited Lone Tree about four years ago for a book signing. Providence Church seems to have withstood the decades and is still a local center for religion and general socializing.
    I remember the 4th of July as a major holiday, covered in the book. It all happened for us in the Linton Park.
    I also remember the name Squires but don’t recall the people. My half uncle, Robert McDonald still lives near Lone Tree.
    If you enjoy the book and wish to comment on it you can write a review on Amazon. I would appreciate it.
    Thanks again for your kind words.
    Bob


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