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Jacob Whetzel's Trace

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Map of Whetzel's Trace against current
Indiana State Road Map

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Whetzel Trace Marker in Laurel, IN
1880 Map of Johnson County with Trace drawn in.
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Waverly,Morgan C'nty and FarWest, Johnson C'nty
Circa 1875-80
FarWest, Johnson C'nty
Circa 1865-80
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Pigs of the Times.
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Wooden Hay Rake (courtesy Johnson C'nty Historical Society}
Wooden Pitch Fork (courtesy Johnson C'nty Historical Society}

Johnson County
Historical Society, Franklin, IN

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Whetzel Cemetary, Waverly, IN

Cemetery  view from old SR37

White River view from SR37 opposite cemetery

Condition of part of Wall

Knocked Over portion of Private Area Wall

Many markers are unreadable

View of cemetery

View of cemetery

View of cemetery
Private Area

Jacob's Son's (Cyrus) Wife's Marker

No they are not part of Whetzel Trace, but they are in Johnson County. Belted Galloways - originated in Scotland maybe even earlier in Ireland. Comments!!!!!


Welcome to a new addition to the ever-growing sites of EPID. The Home Of The Fiddling Cricket and Evergreen Photographic Illustration and Design. It is our desire to serve the needs of our customers and future customers and to aid them in gaining a greater appreciation of the rich history and the special offerings of our wonderful Johnson County, Indiana. I have spent the greater part of my life in and around Johnson County. I moved here at the age of five with my parents  and completed all my pre-academic schooling , grades 1-12, at Center Grove Schools System. Following this I went on to Indiana University - Bloomington, IN receiving a B.A. in Zoology. Still later  I moved west to Tucson, AZ, where I lived for 8 years only to return again to Johnson County to raise my daughter.

Where ever I live, I avidly dig into the history and prehistory of the area I live. I enjoy geography, folklore, history, and photography and in recent years have become completely immersed in the Internet and Web Site creation. What I have found in my research of local libraries and internet searches is that the local library has so much more in depth because of its rich diversity of sources that remain only on paper in old manuscripts. I am sure that in time that someone will eventually transpose all of these sources into digital files. But in the meantime if you really want to research in depth you must delve into the ancient stacks of your local and state and federal libraries. 

This is where my additions to the internet are designed to be of help. Not everyone has the time or the desire for a serious undertaking of historical research. And I would not dream of assuming the role of a historian academian. For that I am not. I plead just to possess a curiosity about history and the desire to dream and to wonder about those who came before us and in every sense of the word have provided us through their lives and their desires for a better future, the whole of that which we have today. Much of which is taken for granted as to have always been here. As you travel down US 31 from Indianapolis to Franklin and take note of the 6 lane highway, the many shopping centers, housing additions, and all the traffic, have you ever stopped to wonder what it was really like to have lived in Johnson County before there were any McDonalds. Before there were any  shopping centers. Even before there were any roads. What was there here then? There was first and foremost a great never-ending primeval forest as well as bogs (desolate areas) and prairies and grasslands. Then there was a seemingly  unlimited supply of game: buffalo, mink, bear, pheasant, wild turkey, dear, to name a few. And then there were the many varied tribes of American Indians; the Miami, the Potawatomi and the Delaware. First the French fur traders arrived. They traded with the local peoples and intermarried with their women and became family. The the trickles of whites from the East began to knock on the gates of the new promised lands of the West. These folk were different. They feared the forest. They dug up the ground and planted crops. They brought their grazing animals with them. As well as their fences and guns. But mainly it wasn't so much this as the shear numbers of those that came and how the territory was to become forever changed. The Trail of Tears which started in Indiana and Ohio and ended in Kansas on a desolate disease ridden reservation served as the final blow to the pre-existing native population and the industrial revolution and all of the mechanization that followed in its wake put an end to the pristine environment that had one endured the trials of millennia. The Indiana that we see today is not the same as it was when we arrived. So this is my endeavor to try to bring together historic accounts of their day of what Indiana was and to give to you a sense of the changes that took place and how they snowballed into where we have arrived. And just maybe a feeling for where we are going.

This is what is so great about the internet and communicating with it. It allows the site to be a living, growing, and ever changing entity. Sort of a installment book as those of the past. But of so much richer and fuller. Pictures, sounds, and words all in one site.

I hope that this site will help to pique your own interest in the study of our State and County.


John R. Spurr - EPID
Evergreen Photographic Illustration and Design

History of
 Whetzel Trace

Johnson County


Wandering Johnson County Back Roads
Traveling Around the County - Banta


Johnson County Historical Society Museum






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