Verdugo Views: The man behind the Dunsmore name

Up in the Crescenta Valley, residents often see signs referring to Dunsmore, as in canyon, avenue, park, elementary school and even as in sediment debris basin. But who was the person behind all those signs?

Jo Anne Sadler, the valley’s resident historian, decided to find out. The first thing she found was that his name has many spellings. She’s seen it as Dunsmoor, Dunsmore and Dunsmuir. She says the correct spelling was Dunsmoor.

“While the Dunsmoor family only lived in the valley for a few years, they left their mark,’’ she wrote in the Crescenta Valley Historical Society’s newsletter, the Ledger, published in March 2011. “Frank and his wife Hattie’s lives are a rich history of 19th Century America and represent the character of the people who settled here.”

James Franklin Dunsmoor was one of many who came west after the Civil War. He grew up on his father’s farm in Minnesota and volunteered for three months of service as soon as the war began. The enrolling clerk misspelled his name as Dunsmore. Sadler noted that this wouldn’t be the last time.

He was injured very early in the war, then discharged and given a disability pension of four dollars per month. He later homesteaded in Minnesota, then joined a local militia formed during the 1862 Sioux uprising. He boarded with a family named Hoffman and married their daughter, Hattie, in 1863.

They established another homestead, this one in Todd County, and farmed for 11 years. Many of their 12 children were born on that Minnesota farm.

Dunsmoor’s parents and two of his brothers moved to Los Angeles in 1873 and Frank and Hattie soon followed. They traveled nine days by train from Minneapolis to San Francisco.

Sadler found a narrative by Hattie Hoffman Dunsmoor written in 1925. In it, she recounts their trip west on an emigrant car attached to a freight train. “We reached San Francisco on Christmas Day. Then we were two days and two nights on the water, coming down to Wilmington. We went to Los Angeles on the only railroad then in Southern California.’’

They found their relatives already established in Los Angeles. One brother had 10 acres between the river and the Southern Pacific depot. She wrote that the land was covered with willows and the Spanish people held celebrations nearby. “We watched them race horses and spear rings as the horses ran. They had beautiful silver-mounted saddles and bridles.’’