We believe that time has location.
What has
gone before is now somewhere "back there," but what hasn't
happened yet is still on its way towards us. I'm not advocating we
change
the system, I'm just saying it's an interesting way to think about
things.
It's made even more interesting in places like Fort Union, when you may
be facing foward yet you're looking directly into the past.
Fort Union was established in 1851
to protect
settlers who were crossing half the country on the Santa Fe Trail. The
fort consisted of three different posts in the same area, built at
different
times and with different materials. It was abandoned in 1890 and exists
today in remarkably good shape (especially the hospital).
History leaves footprints in many
different
ways, but few seem as immediate as historic trails. The Santa Fe Trail,
one of many historical trails throughout New Mexico, is, in places,
still
plainly visible. The Trail stretched from Independence, Missouri, to
the
plaza in Santa Fe. It was the Route 66 of its day. Settlers and trade
caravans
traveled its dusty ruts toward the promise of a new life out west. The
trail divided in two in Kansas, the branches relinking near Fort Union.
I doubt those early settlers had much on
their minds
other than the hardships of the life they were leading. But maybe one
of
them wondered, just for a moment, if someone someday would be standing
where he stood, thinking about him thinking about them? I hope so,
because I did the same in reverse.