Waxing poetic about Cloverdale
In the very front of a book titled “Cloverdale Then and Now,” published in 1983 and located in the reference library at the Cloverdale History Center, is a poem about Cloverdale written by Oscar C. Gibson.
There is no date on the poem, but according to an obituary in the library’s archives, Gibson was a pastor at the former Congregational Church, now known as the United Church of Cloverdale, in the 1930′s.
C L O V E R D A L E
Nestled above the trees, growing tall and straight,
Eighty miles from the Golden Gate,
Lies a city of friendly air,
The home of the famous Citrus Fair.
A climate mild throughout the year,
The Russian River flowing near;
If for real sport you have been wishing –
This river affords some dandy fishing!
Graceful mountain sentinels stand,
guard o’er the green and fertile land.
Vineyards, oranges and olive trees
Thrive in the warm refreshing breeze.
Flowers bloom the year around;
Good schools and churches too, are found
Children playing here and there
Vie with the other treasures rare.
Better friends one never meets
Than the friendly folk who people its streets,
A lovely spot is this beautiful vale –
God bless the town of Cloverdale
~ Oscar C. Gibson
This is just one of the many surprising glimpses into Cloverdale’s past that can be found in the History Center’s reference library, located at 215 N. Cloverdale Blvd. For more information, call 894-2067.
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