Ghost towns are a lingering memory, the old buildings and chipped paint relics of bygone days…but not too far bygone. But even those memories crumble and eventually vanish. Rockerville, a former mining town of the gold rush era, has joined the league of vanished ghost towns. Last weekend, this beautiful little remnant of history was used as burn practice by a dozen or so local firefighting crews. It is understandable that the buildings needed to go – They were in a public location, near a well-frequented restaurant, and the liability with having them there was probably not insignificant. A fire caught in a couple of the storefronts over the summer, which would have further compromised them structurally. But it is still sad to see them go. During the spring, summer, and fall, I drive past Rockerville on my way to and from work, and I always loved seeing the ghostly little town. Here are some pictures of Rockerville, which I took last year.
Old RockervilleOld RockervilleRockerville Ghost TownInto the realm of memory.

Laura Elizabeth

Old Rockerville Sunrise

On the way to work, I made a short detour to drive through old Rockerville. In the early morning light, Rockerville still slumbered. This old mining town had its heyday in the gold rush years, but those years are long gone. Just the memory remains. How fast the present passes into memory!
Old RockervilleA forest of Queen Anne’s Lace sparkled in the waking light, and a cat groomed herself on the porch of an old tumbledown storefront. A few people still live in the area of Old Rockerville, and a single restaurant is a favorite local stop. The past and present mingle in this place.
Old RockervilleHow many miners made and lost their fortunes in this place so long ago, yet not so long ago? What sort of men were they who spent their best years breaking their backs for a myth of easy riches, or breaking other men’s backs because the other men believed the myth? What professions did they leave to come mine placer gold at a rough and wild gold camp? How many drifted from one gold camp to another, and how many put their roots down and attempted to build up a life for themselves, and perhaps for a wife and children? Where were they born? And where did they die? Old RockervilleWhere are they now? Where will you be, 100 years from now? Who will remember you, and what will you be remembered for? What will the point of your life have been? Whom are you serving?

“All flesh is like grass
    and all its glory like the flower of grass.
The grass withers,
    and the flower falls,
but the word of the Lord remains forever.” 1 Peter 1:24-25

The world tells me that today is the only day that matters, and that I am the only person that should matter to me. But the Bible tells me that every day matters, into eternity, and that what I do with each day matters. Do I serve myself, or do I serve Yahweh, Christ, the Risen King? The Bible tells that the person of Jesus Christ is of eternal importance. This life will fade away, and all will one day face our Maker.

“…if you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved.” Romans 10:9

Laura Elizabeth