Friday, October 24, 2008


Excuse me while I live my real life and share it with all of you!

Here we are in Crawfordville, the booming metropolis town that is next to Spring Creek, where my daddy grew up. He went to school in Crawfordville and walked all over the place. His daddy never had a car, nor a driver's license, so they rode on horses and mules and walked. First stop in Crawfordville was his elementary school, which he has vivid memories of. This little limestone rock building is still intact and now houses the School Board of Education offices.
I love that it is still here and instead of tearing it down, they added on to it. He says he also had vivid memories of the old jail in town and wasn't sure why until his older sister told him a story in later years of when he was 6 years old. He had wet his pants at school and she was in charge of him so instead of walking the 5 or 6 miles back to their house (they did have a school bus to ride back & forth), she took him to the jailhouse where coincidentally one of his older brothers was housed at the time (why, I do not know).
So, she left him at the jail with his older brother until she could collect him at the end of the day to take him home.

The old jail is about to be turned into the Wakulla County Historical Society museum and they are working on it now. We met up with the former President, Ms. Betty, after my niece called her to tell her we were in town looking around at my dad's old hometown. There's a monthly magazine that is published every month and we found Ms. Betty's phone number in there, so she met us at the old jail on Sunday afternoon.
She was such a sweet lady and has lived in Wakulla County since she was in high school. She's just turned over the historical society to some younger members to handle, but I know she has done a great job with it all these years. She has done her best to document the history of Wakulla county. My dad sent in an article this year for a book that is going to be published about the history of the county very soon.
Ms. Betty was a wealth of information about the county and the people in it. She knows and remembers a lot of our kinfolk from the past. She mentioned some Vickers that we do not know, but they have to be relatives of ours.
Wakulla County Historical Society. The older I get, the more I see a need for history lessons.
She took us upstairs where the old jail cells were located and mentioned that this old jail was a lot like the Mayberry jail on the Andy Griffith show. It seems that the jailer and his wife lived here in the jailhouse full time and she cooked so well that many folks would act up and get put in jail just to eat her cooking!
My family...I think I'll have some of this pic framed for all of us. Isn't that a great backdrop?
Ms. Betty continued her tour and information. My dad had fun remembering all the businesses and where the old stores used to be that he remembered fondly as a child. He told us that the kids used to go to one store near here to buy suckers for a penny, but a penny was really scarce to him in those days, so he went home one day and sneaked an egg from his mama's hens and took it to the store to trade for a sucker. I love that story!
This is the old courthouse that was built in the mid-1800's. They moved it from the main street to across the street from the old jail. I would have loved to have gone inside this building, but it was closed while we were there.
The Chamber of Commerce resides here now.
It's a stately old building.
We even managed to find a cute beach shop to browse in.

The Funky Fiddler

I bought one of these pretty white shells for my collection and to remember our trip. One of my readers who lives in this area mentioned the hot dog stand on the highway and we had no trouble finding it. We had just eaten though and weren't hungry yet. My sister did ask about take-out, but he didn't have any takeout containers. Oh well, we didn't go hungry at all.
We saw this little shack at one stop beside a market we went to. I have a feeling this is similar to the house my dad was born and raised in. Hard to imagine in this day and time, but it did happen back then.

It sure makes me a LOT more thankful for what I have and how easy my life has been, relatively speaking. If you have never gone back to visit your roots, I would encourage you to do it. It's a real eye opener and a huge blessing.

Thanks for tagging along with me as we went on this wonderful once-in-a-lifetime trip. Hope you enjoyed it too. Back to decorating projects real soon. We are going to the beach next week for a few days, so I'll share that with you too.

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carolyn at cranberry crossings: said...

Rhoda, I so enjoyed this! How wonderful to go back to your Daddy's hometown and see where he lived growing up. We ahve done that with our Daddy too, but it has been awhile.
Unfortunately the town where my Dad grew up has been completely changed from what he knew. So it is a blessing to see that your Dad's hometown still retains a lot of it's history.
Have a great weekend!

Anonymous said...

Rhoda, I am so glad that you got to take this trip with your parents, sister and niece. Isn't it amazing to see where we came from and how things have changed from one generation to the next. It is the trips like these that keep family legacies alive and keeps us close to our families. Thank you for sharing it all.
Have a wonderful weekend,

Fran said...

Thank you for carrying us along!


Anonymous said...

Thank you for allowing me to share in your family history. I really enjoyed tagging along :) What precious memories you have made with your family.


Twice as Nice said...

I tried to comment yesterday but it was set up differently and I couldn't figure it out. Glad it's the old way today.

Looks like you had a once in a lifetime-cherish the memories-vacation with your family. It must have been wonderful. Your mama and daddy are too cute.

Jen said...

I thoroughly enjoyed these last couple of posts. I lived in PC for 4 years and we go back to visit there every year. I love genealogy and loved that you all went and did this....very special.

salmagundi said...

I have so enjoyed your family's trip to your roots. It is so special because your Dad is still able to share it with you. Sally

Darlene - Our Creative Life said...

I've enjoyed reading about your trip & seeing all the pics. My dad grew up in Alabama and that would have been so cool to have him take me around to see all of his history, but my dad passed away in 99.

Suzann @ Lavender and Roses said...

I have so enjoyed reading about your trip and looking at your photos. Thanks so much for sharing this special time.

Camille said...

I have really love your family's walk down memory lane. It reminds me of talking to my grandmother about her life. It is always so interesting to hear. Thanks for sharing.

Leah S. said...

I love Florida! My family lives in Lake City and I love to visit every year. Side note: your dad is a tall man!!

SophieMae said...

I can't tell you how much I've enjoyed reading about your trip! You should do something wonderfuul with all your pictures. Maybe get one of those photo books made as a Chrsitmas gift for your dad.

If y'all do a similar trip to Mom's hometown, you must have supper at the Branch Ranch in Thonotosassa. 8-]

Have a JESUS-filled day! ^i^

Cre8Tiva said...

makes me miss my i have missed you...hugs, rebecca

Lady Katherine said...

Your family trip, brings memories to all, We have so much to be thankful for. It will soon be Thanksgiving. You have shown us already, how to be thankful with this lovely trip with your family. The white sea shells are great! Have fun at the beach.

Beverly said...

Rhoda, this has been so fascinating. It is just wonderful that your family had this opportunity.

Leigh said...

That is a great picture of you all together. And that little shop looks precious!

the pleasures of homemaking said...

You travelin gal! It's wonderful that you had the opportunity to make this trip with your family and visit all those special places!


Sassy herself said...

Thanks for carrying us on your journey. I know that this meant a lot to your Dad. Always cherish these memories and pass them down. I wish I could have taken this type of journey with my parents. It is true the older you get the more you want to know about your heritage. Trust me you can hear the stories hundreds of times and it will never be enough!

Anonymous said...

I so enjoyed this post, you have a lovely family.

Thanks for taking me along :)

Kathy :)

Chris said...

What a great "tour" for us all to be a part of! Thank you for sharing it!

Linda at Lime in the Coconut! said...

What a great that last pic!

Thanks for stopping by our casita!

It's Always Something Around Here said...

Thanks so much for sharing your trip. I am enjoying it so much.

windycorner said...

How wonderful that you're getting to take this trip with your family and hear all your father's vivid memories. And you are so generous to share it with us. Have a fun time at the beach!

Natalie said...

I'm glad the comments are working now! Wanted to tell you yesterday that I am loving these posts :)

Anonymous said...

Hi Rhoda.......What a nice family history you have! Your family seems so close knit & that is a wonderful way to be. You are so lucky to still have your mom & dad. My dad died when I was 30 but I still have my mom who is 83. YOur sister, niece & you seem like best friends - What a great "Leave it Beaver" family & I mean that in the BEST, BEST, BEST way possible!!!!!! Enjoy the trip - I am following along. Bonnie

Sara's Sweet Surprise said...

Thank you for sharing such a lovely journey.... I enjoyed the interesting facts about your family.
I've had the privilege of staying in similar Beach Houses (like the ones you pictured) here on our Oregon coast. You've inspired me to post pics sometime.
*Sweet Wishes*!

The Quintessential Magpie (Sheila) said...

Rhoda, I'm delighted to go on this trip with you. Keep it coming!



Bo said...

Hi Ms. Rhoda...oh, the look on your dad's face just shows how much he enjoyed "going back"...Loved the egg for a sucker story and having to go to jail for wetting his pants...priceless! Have a splendid weekend! ;-) Bo

Shabbee Chick said...

Good for you! What a great post!

Anonymous said...

I did enjoy the tour of your Father's home town. My Grandparents were born in 1874 and 1876. I grew up listening to many of their stories of a very different kind of childhood than I was experiencing in the 50's and 60's. I have delved deeply into our family history because of those stories and I feel as though I have known all those people whose names I see in the genealogy records that I've searched. I have a friend who can't find any info past her grandparents. How sad to know so much has been lost. WRITE IT ALL DOWN for the future generations.

beth at aunties said...

I so enjoyed traveling with you and reading about your family history on this incredible journey with your cute dad and mom. He looks so please in the pictures to have his beautiful women with him and to show you all the places he fondly remembered.
(I liked your hair flat ironed! Blogger wouldn't let me comment..)
What a cherished experience and trip this will be for you, and your family.


Susie Q said...

I have so enjoyed these posts and pictures Rhoda! This trip was a gift to all of you...families are to be cherished and you sweet Rhoda, have always known that.
Thank yo for sharing this with all of us.


Susie Q said...

I have so enjoyed these posts and pictures Rhoda! This trip was a gift to all of you...families are to be cherished and you sweet Rhoda, have always known that.
Thank yo for sharing this with all of us.


Victoria said...

What a neat trip and story! I enjoyed reading about it and seeing the pictures.

Laura @ the shorehouse. said...

I love your family photo! And that courthouse is such a fabulous building. I love that your hometown is keeping their history alive.

And as I was scrolling through your blog, at first I thought that shop photo was a yard sale, and I was thinking, "leave it to her to find a yard sale on her family outing!" Hahaha! :-)

Anna said...

I just came across your site as I was searching articles about the old jailhouse.

Wow, it brought back memories !
My Grandfather, R. E. Whaley, was the jailer there for years. My Grandmother,Dean, did the great cooking you were talking about.

My brothers, sister, and I played upstairs in the jail cells, and so many happy holidays were spent with our grandparents and parents at the jail.

I guess not too many people can say that they grew up at the County Jail :)

Thanks for sharing your tour.