Post Card from Shamrock, Texas

 If you have ever wanted to kiss the Blarney Stone, but haven't because you can't afford an expensive trip to Ireland, Texas has you covered. The town of Shamrock is located in the Panhandle of Texas, just across the border from Oklahoma. In 1890, mail in the area was served by George and Nora Nickel in a dugout on their property. George's Irish mother had often told him to depend on a shamrock to bring him good luck so that's what he named the town. Shamrock loves its Irish heritage so much that in 1959, city leaders managed to buy an actual  piece of the lucky rock from Cork, Ireland's Blarney Castle. 

When the rock was delivered with the authentication papers, they embedded it into a theft-proof concrete pedestal, exposed for anyone who wanted kiss it. Why would anyone want to put their lips to a rock that has now had thousands of other people's lips touch it? Legend has it that when you kiss the Blarney Stone, you will be given the gift of eloquence and persuasiveness. 

Set in an upper wall of Blarney Castle, constructed in 1446 by Dermot McCarthy, King of Munster, the stone, according to popular legend, was originally the stone of Jacob from the Book of Genesis. It was acquired during the Crusades and brought to Ireland. In 1558, Queen Elizabeth 1 decided she wanted the magnificent Blarney Castle (then known as the McCarthy castle) for her own. She sent the Earle of Leicester to seize it, but Cormac McCarthy, the head of the family, had the gift of gab and was so eloquent that he managed to keep stalling the process of turning over his castle to the Queen. The queen became so exasperated by the earl's reports about the lack of progress that she said his reports were all "Blarney." The castle was never turned over to the queen and has since been known as the Blarney Castle. Kissing the Blarney Stone will impart this gift of gab to the kisser.

Today, Shamrock's piece of the Blarney Stone sits in it's pedestal in a small park surrounded by older houses. Unless you intentionally go there to see it and actually walk into the park to find it, you most probably would pay no notice to it. The day I visited, the park was empty except for one little boy who intently watched me as he was slowly swinging back and forth on the old swing set. I took a few pictures of the stone which, apparently bored him so much that he left and walked into a nearby house. Just me and the stone so yes, after wiping it down with a Clorox wipe I retrieved from my truck, I bent over and gave that rock a quick little kiss. I don't think it gave me the rumored gift of gab, but my wife and friends might disagree.

Shamrock slowly grew, especially in the 1920's when oil and gas were discovered in the area. In 1936, the U-Drop Inn was built at the corner of Route 66 and Route 83. It did a booming business as it was the only cafĂ© within 100 miles of Shamrock. It was considered one of the most beautiful buildings on Route 66, but when the road was decommissioned, it was abandoned and fell into disrepair. In 1997, however, the crumbling building was placed on the National Register of Historic Places and in 1999, the First National Bank of Shamrock purchased it and donated the structure to the city. The city then received a $1.7 million grant from the federal government and a firm specializing in restoring historical buildings was commissioned to bring it back to its former glory. The firm did an excellent job and today it houses a visitor center, a museum, and a gift center as well the city's Chamber of Commerce. It has become an iconic "must stop" for thousands of old Route 66 travelers and is probably most famous for being the inspiration for Ramone's Body Shop in the 2006 movie, "Cars."

Shamrock has never been very big though. Even at its peak there were only 3,778 residents. When Route 66 and the city was bypassed by the construction of I-40, business declined and the population fell to to its current 1,910. It swells considerably however, during its annual St. Patrick's Day Celebration weekend. Held every year since 1938 (except during WW II), the festival marks the end of its "Irish Donegal Beard-growing" contest. Each contestant must provide photographic proof of a stubble-free face as of January 1st. The men then grow as much beard as they can before St. Patrick's Day. Adult males opting not to participate must buy a $5 shaving permit or risk being thrown in jail during the festival! In addition to announcing the year's Ms. Shamrock, activities include a banquet, parade, Irish stew cook-off, antique car show, carnival, arts & crafts, a bull buck-out and more. And a good time is had by all in this little Irish town in Texas.

If you want to learn more about other states Irish traditions, check out my daughters blog post, The Ultimate Guide To The World’s Shortest St. Patrick’s Day Parade in Hot Springs, Arkansas.

The Civil War's Tallest Soldier

(Historical Photo)
Henry Clay Thruston was born on May 4, 1830 in Greenville, South Carolina. He grew to 7 feet, 7 ½ inches by the time he was 19. Henry was the youngest of 5 brothers, all of whom were over 6 feet tall. His parents moved the family to Missouri soon after he was born and except for the notoriety of the boys being so tall, they lived a quiet, uneventful life. In 1850, Henry moved to California to try his hand at gold mining, but soon came back home to Missouri where, at age 23, he married Mary Thruston, a distant cousin. He began traveling with the P.T. Barnum show where he was billed as “The Missouri Giant” or, while traveling through Texas, “The Texas Giant” and “The Tallest Man in the World.” While touring in the south, he would lead the circus parade wearing a large “Stars and Bars” flag draped around his shoulders, but when the circus was in the northern states, he dressed as “Uncle Sam” and wore the “Old Glory” flag.

By the time the Civil War broke out, Henry and Mary had four children. When Union General Lyons invaded Missouri in February 1861, he broke up the State Legislature and drove the Governor, Claiborne F. Jackson, from the Capitol. He also took prisoners a company of State Guards in St. Louis, shot down women and children in the streets, and proclaimed that “the blood of women and children should run as water” before Missouri should go out of the Union. The Thruston family held strong views regarding state’s rights and upon the actions of General Lyons and his troops, Henry and two of his brothers joined the Morgan County Rangers, a unit of the Missouri State Guards. Henry remained with the State Guards, participating in several small battles until after the battle of Pea Ridge where his well-loved nephew, Joe Thurston, was killed. Henry then quit the State Guards and joined the Confederate Army, serving as a private under Col. John Q. Burbridge in the 4th Missouri Cavalry.

One day, Henry and a small group of soldiers were far in front of the Rebel lines serving as scouts when they came upon a farmhouse. As they approached, a young woman broke out of the house yelling, “Watch out! The woods are full of Yanks!” A major in charge of the Union troops came running out of the house and aimed his rifle at the woman. Before he could shoot however, Henry stood up, fired his rifle and mortally wounded the major. The remaining Union troops ran from the house and retreated into the woods. While giving aid to the wounded Yankee major, he kept saying, “A Reb standing upon a tree stump shot me.”

(Historical Photo)
On another occasion, the two sides were dug in just yards apart on either side of a pasture. At night, the men would shout at each other across the field. The Union men told the southerners they better watch out as they had a giant on their side and he would be coming to destroy them. The Rebs shouted back they had a giant as well and their giant was undoubtedly bigger. To settle the argument, the two sides agreed on a truce for the next day to settle who had the bigger giant. At the appointed hour, Yanks and Rebs left their guns behind, met in the middle of the pasture and the two “giants” were stood back-to-back.  The Union giant was only 6’10 1/2” and Henry, at 7’7 ½” was clearly taller. The Yanks had to admit the Reb giant was bigger. Afterward, for the rest of the hour of peace, the men swapped each other for food, tobacco, clothing items and gave each other news of what was happening elsewhere. It was reported that at least one set of brothers one Yank and one Reb, found each other and spent the hour in tears while hugging and talking about their parents and relatives back home. At the end of the hour, each side turned and went back to their lines. The rest of the day was peaceful, but early the next morning, a Union soldier shouted, “Duck your heads, Rebs! Here we come!” The Yankees then charged the Rebel lines and the death and horror of war resumed.

Henry survived that battle and several others as well. A few months later, he was standing in the second line of a formation for the colonel to “inspect the troops.” The command “Attention” was given. The colonel looked at the lines of men and shouted “Attention” himself, but when nobody moved, he drew his saber, ran straight at Thruston yelling, “By God, I will make you obey orders! Get off that stump now!” Henry said, “Sir, I’m not standing on a stump. I’m standing on the ground.” Getting close enough to see that Thruston was indeed just standing on the ground, the Colonel said, “My God, how the Yankees haven’t killed a target as big as you is unbelievable.”

 Later in the war, Henry was serving in the cavalry under Major-General Sterling Price who was raiding across Arkansas, Kansas and Missouri in what was called “Price’s Raid.” It was during this campaign in 1864 when, amazingly, a mini-ball grazed the top of his head. He later said, “It didn’t hurt much and only parted my hair.” It was at another battle in Arkansas in 1864 that Henry’s incredible luck ran out. He was seriously wounded in the side and was captured by Yankee forces. A Union doctor managed to remove the bullet and eventually, Henry made a full recovery. He remained a prisoner of war until being paroled in June 1865 after the war ended.

After the war, Thruston reunited with his family in Missouri and soon migrated southwest to Texas, stopping when he got to Titus County. He bought 100 acres east of Mount Vernon and spent most of the rest of his life farming and occasionally touring once again with Barnum and Bailey circus. While touring with the circus this time, he took to wearing a tall beaver hat, high-top boots and a long coat which made him look ten feet tall. Thousands of people came to see and talk with “The World’s Tallest Man.”

Henry’s wife Mary died on September 23, 1891. Several years later, in declining health, he moved in with his son Edward who lived in Mt. Vernon, Texas. Henry always attended the Confederate Reunions and was always the center of attention for everyone in attendance. Shortly after his return from the reunion in Memphis, Tennessee, the Civil War’s tallest soldier died on Friday, July 2, 1909. He was 79 years old. He is buried next to his wife and two of their sons in the old Edward’s Cemetery in Mt. Pleasant, Texas.

Henry Thruston home. Now restored
and serves as the Mt. Vernon
Visitor's Center.