09/02/2026
After eighteen years, May 15, 1926, Sally Rooke was commemorated for her heroic act of staying at her telephone switchboard, warning and pleading with others to take heed and save themselves, at the unveiling of a monument erected in her honor at Folsom, New Mexico.
Sally Rooke came to Folsom from Preston, a small town in Jackson County, lowa, three years before her tragic death. She came to visit a friend (Virginia Morgan), but became so enamored of the country and its climate that she decided to remain permanently. Sally took up a homestead, a difficult task for a person sixty-five years of age with curvature of the spine. Soon the Des Moines Telephone Company offered her the position of telephone operator at the little Folsom exchange.
A story of Sally Rooke's heroic death and her unmarked grave was printed in THE MONITER in July, 1925, suggesting that her co-workers throughout the Mountain States Company might like to contribute a dime apiece to erect a granite monument. (This is interesting because Sally did not work for the Mountain States Company.)
One exchange after another contributed. Operators occupying similar positions in small towns asked to be permitted to do their bit. From New York came offerings.
Everyone was eager to have a part in purchasing the huge round mound of granite bearing a bronze tablet.
Friends and neighbors in the little town of Folsom set about their tasks a bit earlier on the morning of Saturday, May 15, 1926, so that they might be ready to join in the ceremonies that afternoon. A committee composed of her old friends, Dr.I.J. Morgan, and ex-mayor Mrs. Jennie Milliken, met the morning train and welcomed a group of her fellow workers from the Mountain States Telephone Company. They had come down from Denver for the unveiling of the monument, bearing a tribute from the 4,334 coworkers who had subscribed to it.
Small groups of townspeople and those who had driven in from the country gathered together in earnest conversation in front of the hotel. Others milled in and out, shaking hands and reminiscing, each anxious to tell his or her story of how Sally Rooke had saved them or some member of their family; and, of how many of the seventeen lost lives might have been saved had they but heeded her warning.