For real. If you book a dinner at the now known “longest running dinner theatre in the Nation”, the Alhambra you can hear the work of the 1960’s singer, Patsy Cline. You’ll think you’ve seen her. For sure, you will have heard her famed music. You’ll find yourself singing along.
Alhambra Theatre since 1974
Gail Bliss stars as the famed singer in “A Closer Walk With Patsy Cline” from January 5 to February 5th. This is to be her “Farewell Tour” so don’t miss this opportunity. There are other shows up and coming as well, so give it a try. It will not disappoint.
Isaiah D. Hart, the founder of Jacksonville died September 4, 1861 at the age of 68. He was born in Georgia before moving to King’s Ferry along the St. Marys River . He came to the Cowford, (former Jacksonville), planned and had platted the area into streets and a township in 1822. T. Frederick Davis, author of History of Jacksonville wrote: “At one time or another he owned nearly all the land now known as the old city, and the most of Springfield”. We know he also owned property in West Jacksonville out by Bulls Bay as documented in old records, by former historians and recently online at Wikitree.
Geological map, Florida Memory
It is believed that he had seen the business of Dawson and Buckles near the St. Johns River where two men who opened a general merchandise store and were finding success being near the place where people crossed, fording cows and the like. Hart purchased 18 acres of land in the area and established a town, now called Jacksonville, Florida.
Map based on trip to area 1-5-23
As a young man, Hart was in favor of Spain returning Florida and joined in the Patriot raids which “raided Florida plantations for slaves and called and drove them northward into Georgia selling them”. About that time he married Nancy Nelson and as the United States took control of Florida Hart was busy securing land in the Cowford and other Florida areas beginning to make his fortune.
By 1840, Hart and his family were living on his Paradise plantation in West Jacksonville. According to a census taker in 1850 he was named as a “planter” with his estate being valued at $35,000 having 48 slaves(21 female and 27 male). By 1860 his owning had diminished having 12 female and 14 male slaves.
Hart had 8 children and at his death his son Ossian was assigned to settle his estate. Ossian chose to live at the plantation Hart owned on the outskirts of Jacksonville near Marietta in now West Jacksonville even though Isaiah had other property. These were Civil War years and change was on the rise.
The Civil War began in April of 1861 and with Hart’s passing in September of that year, times were beginning to change even in Florida. By the 1860’s, Hart was quite established.
The Civil War and the battle about emancipation was on the minds of many. Although two of the most significant battles did not occur in Florida until 1864 near Olustee and Lake City, Hart’s ,Paradise Plantation in West Jacksonville was only 40-50 miles from those battle areas. Change was on the rise.
Only 4 years before his death, in 1857 Hart added all of his property holdings to the Jacksonville map and established a public square. After his death the family deeded the village green which was known as City Park to the city. In 1800 Civil War veteran Charles C. Hemming installed a 62 foot tall confederate monument and the park was renamed Hemming Park about 1898 and remained so until the unrest of the police killing of George Floyd. This sparked outcry nationwide. In 2020, the City Council voted to change the name of Hemming Park to James Weldon Johnson Park in honor of a former Black Jacksonville musician and “accomplished resident.”
Ossian, Hart’s son had been born in Jacksonville in 1821. He was educated in Jacksonville and Washington, Dc according to the Governor’s Association. He studied law and was admitted into the Florida bar. Serving in the Florida Legislature as a one-term member in 1844 he became Florida supervisor of elections and helped in the restoration of the state. Hart was a Unionist and avoided the Confederate army due to medical concerns. When his father died, he managed his father’s property dividing the estate. His father was one of the richest men in Florida owning stocks in” the Florida, Atlantic and Gulf Railroad, the Jacksonville Natural Gas Company, the Banks of St. Johns County a steamship line, a great amount of property and 53 slaves” From that time of 1861 until after the Civil War, he worked in government serving in 1873 on the Supreme Court. He was elected the 10th Florida governor. Ossian’s position on slavery was in helping them and offering freedom as he managed his Father’s 30 year old plantation estate.
It is said that Hart’s slaves were freed after his death and when his son served as governor worked in an effort to help with the freedmen and new accomplishments and freedoms for Blacks. For example, Ossian Hart appointed the first Black superintendent of public instruction, Jonathan Gibbs during the Reconstruction era.
Ossian Hart came down with pneumonia while serving as Governor and died in office on March 18, 1874. He is buried next to his father in Evergreen Cemetery in Jacksonville, Florida.
There’s so much more, so….
See you tomorrow,
SourcesL The Governors Association, Wikipedia, Ancestry, Canter Brown, T. Frederick Davis, Wikitree, Geological map, Florida Memory.
It is believed that St. Francis of Assisi was credited with having the first nativity scene in 1223. So, given that, the tradition of the manger scene is quite old and of course important in the world of Christian history.
Jacksonville, Florida is not considered to be in the Bible Belt but is “partially” so. Florida’s neighbor, Georgia is in the Bible Belt and while Florida is not considered to be “in” the Belt, it is considered very religious.
According to a search on Google, Jacksonville is considered diverse with various faiths. It also claims 94.4 % Christian. With that said, to see Nativity scenes throughout the city is no surprise.
Today, I was on Lannie Road and saw this Nativity way out in the country. It warmed my heart.12-14-22
When I drive onto the property owned by my parents, Alec and Geneva Vaughan, I always look for the chickens. Generally, they will hear my truck and come out from beneath the azaleas. The area has been a rural place in the country for years and years. Being rural, chickens can free-range and roam the land only worrying about the hawks and racoons. Now-a-days it has become more populated with city-folk, neighbourhoods, people and cars zooming up the long road.
My parents, who bought the Westside property in the 1960’s, have been gone for some time now but there are still chickens on the property. I bought a 50 lb bag of corn and when I come, the chickens get a nice meal. For a time there was a group of chickens, then a handful and finally just one lone hen.
When the lone hen began to nest, I went to a neighbour on the south end of Milson, a dirt road and bought 4 fertilized eggs for $5.00. They were exchanged for the unfertilized eggs under her. In twenty-one days, she hatched three of the four eggs. They were tiny yellow birds that turned brown over time. She is white and she was one happy mama.
For a time I would see her and the babies in the front yard but for at least a month I would drive in and there was no sign of them until yesterday. All three of the babies were with her and what a happy sight it was. They look like teenagers now, bigger and darker brown. Of course, they were fed a nice meal.
Hopefully they will free-range nearby in the coming days. The concern now, is more than hawks and racoons getting them but cars, and trucks. ‘Hoping for the best.
So, we were all minding our business working on my Dad and Mom’s property when the fire truck roared up the street. It got closer and closer and soon “Sargent(3) screamed, “Fire truck! Fire truck!” Then Vaughan (3) yelled, “Fire truck. Fire truck”. Then Ramey said “Hey, it’s here!” “It’s right here!” We looked into the parking lot at the neighboring church and there she sat with bells, whistles, and lights a flashing. Out jumped 3 firemen rushing over to us asking if everything was ok.
Yes, everything was ok. We had made sure all precautions were considered and followed through.
We had been burning the old tree limbs, brush and logs getting ready for someone to come scrape the property on Monday.
Ronnie(PawPaw) showed them the dirt path made around the fire and they asked to see a water hose which he had. They asked us to be careful and put out the blaze as quickly as we could, then off they roared.
It was a banner day for the boys to see the fire truck so closely and relate it to a real fire.
The Ron DeSantis, Governor of Florida Rally held at the Diamond D Ranch began with the Pledge of Allegiance to the Flag from a young cowboy.
Young cowboy in prayer before pledge
He lead the group in the pledge with hand over heart and hat on his chest: I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all”. And the crowd went wild! God bless America. 8-24-22
My Father was a tree hugger. He was. When he visited his home in Hampton, South Carolina, he would return to Florida with a bag of seeds, seedlings, potted plants and the like. He loved flora and fauna and he and my Mother’s ten acres proved it. The entire property has been filled with plants large and small and mostly large.
Daniel on the 35G
In the front yard there are trees; huge and so big they are not even huggable. Many are live oaks, magnolias and cedars. On the corners of the land area there are the large, large trees. Down each property line, cedar trees stretch from one end to the other and this, so he would know his parameters, side lines and middle area.
In 2019 the state of Florida banned local governments from regulation regarding tree removal on private properties. Fees and the need for a permit was stopped and private owners could manage their own properties. My Father needed no such ruling. He would hardly trim the bushes, he was so driven by green growth.
So, today, over 50 years later, my parents property is full and green and that is to say full and green. We can hardly move. As a result, we have, by no choice of our own had to cut and trim in order to do some things to the property.
With little restriction, I find that I still have a huge restriction….my Dad. The “permit” in my mind is definitely my Dad. Before I trim too much or cut down a tree or really even a twig, my Dad lives in my head about it and I carefully make a choice.
We have, of late removed some of the old buildings, barn and swimming pool on the property in a way of sprucing up the land and adding new features. It’s been very difficult in that I really have to think twice before cutting or trimming.
And, yes, as we remove, we’re already in a mode to replant new trees and bushes. It would make my Daddy happy.
Old Kings Road travels long North and South all of the way from Georgia to below St. Augustine. It has been less than a long and winding road but instead a long, fairly straight and meaningful path for so many including my own family.
On our trips to see family in Hampton, South Carolina, we often took the Kings Road through Georgia and then over to South Carolina so I feel as if I know some of the road’s ins-and outs.
Recently, I was traveling Old Kings Road and saw an old but fancy farm house so I dropped by to photograph it and then later find out some of its history.
8701 Old Kings Road
The house is vacant as of the summer of 2022 but the land to the left is being used as a car, truck and dumpster park. I asked a guy walking across the street for permission to photograph the house. He told me he knew nothing about the old house but to click away; he was only there to get his parked 18 wheeler.
And so, with his permission, I parked and photographed the home that I later found out was built on 13 acres and constructed in 1901. The owners at that time appear to be Charles Henry Long (September 3, 1907- May 16, 1971)and Lavaughn Riggs Long(1910-1995). The two married on June 7, 1925. They had 2 children: Charles Jr. who died at 18 in service to his country and Eva Bernice who was born in 1929.
The Long’s were cattle buyers and had a meat processing farm often called an abattoir or slaughterhouse. Meat was processed for human consumption.It has been written that they also provided food for the Jacksonville Zoo animals on occasion.
The meat processing barn and other out-buildings including the fences for keeping livestock are not in view but you might can imagine a life of cattle and livestock. There was also, on Beaver Street, a meat processing house for packing and distribution.While I’m not sure of its owner, it is still located there and is known as being owned by a demolition business. It looked abandoned except for a newer model car in the yard in 2022.
Over the years, the property was used by others including businesses associated with the American Forest, Famous Historic Trees, Johnny Appleseed, Florida LLC and Leaf Me Along, Llc. As mentioned, it is most recently used as a parking facility for large trucks and equipment.
Meeting a driver gave me opportunity to photograph the place. I can imagine already the fine events held in the sun room or at the pool out back. It must have been a beauty back-in-tha’-day. One thing for sure, someone will have to take care of the hundreds and hundreds of wasp nests hanging on the old stucco siding which was probably put there when remodeled in 1920.
Oh, and my Mother’s maiden name is Long. I could be kin to these folks.. (More research needed here). Ha!
(Sources: S. Strickland of Call Box, Google Books, T. Gilmore, Florida Memory, Ramey Collection)
