
I first happened upon the plaque at 5th and Louisiana streets the morning of July 5, 2001. I was still awake after an all-night Independence Day celebration, and finding this plaque at that moment was a nice bit of serendipity. I hadn't even finished reading the synopsis of Hugh's life before I decided he was as much of a literary fairy-godfather as I was ever likely to need, at least for that summer.
I went back there that night with my friend Jacob, who did a bit of research on Hugh's life and wrote a piece about him for the 2001 Disorientation Guide. Among the things Jacob uncovered were the reasons Hugh gave for leaving the town in favor of the wilderness:
"I wanted to be alone; I wanted to become a seer so I buried myself here in the woods. Some day the vision will come."
Aside from the account Jacob compiled and the plaque itself, I hadn't found out much about Hugh until I read this wondeful historical essay about him and a couple of other Lawrence eccentrics. If you have any interest in Hugh's life, or just want to hear an interesting story, I recommend it.
Also, Jacob recently pointed me to www.kansasmemory.org, the digital repository launched this month by the Kansas State Historical Society which has 3 photos of Hugh that neither of us had seen before. Also featured on the new site is a picture of something that, while admirable, is probably neither safe nor convenient to anyone involved.

Thanks to Jacob for his research, and a big Happy Birthday to Hugh. 181 years young.
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