David W. Toll Lovelock's city park provides a pleasant break for traveling families. This attractive community has been a comfortable stopping place for travelers since the days of the wagon trains. There is some two hundred and fifty wagons here all the time.
Trains going out and others coming in and taking their places is the constant order of the day.
Cattle and mules by the hundreds are surrounding us, in grass to their knees, all discoursing sweet music with the grinding of their jaws. Men are seen hurrying in many different ways and everybody attending to his own business. Some mowing, some reaping, some packing the grass, others spreading it out to dry, or collecting that already dry and fixing it for transportation. The scene reminds one much of a large encampment of the army, divided off into separate and distinct parties, everybody minding his own business and letting other people alone. Named for an early homesteader and storekeeper in the Big Meadows when the Central Pacific Railroad drove its rails this way in 1868, Lovelock's became a way station of some importance as mining strikes in the surrounding mountains, and agricultural development in the valley combined to encourage the growth of a small settlement.