That's a Wow story for sure!!!!!!!!!! Ya know, I'd bet he probably met up with some of my kin and probably some of hubbys. Florida was divided in those days, east and west. Many of us think it should still be that way. Two seperate states. That would get Miami off of our map anyway. That wasn't an unusual incident though I'm sure it wasn't pleasant for your ancestor. When the US took over the East part, hubbys, 5x GGrandfather was the Indian Agent in St Augustine. He got fired after a number of years because Jackson thought he favored the Indians too much. The Indians gave him 1,000 acres. Guess Jackson was right.

It was almost like watching an early version of the border crossings we have now in Mexico. The Panton Leslie Trading Post was located here. It had a few outstations in Alabama and Mississippi. Maybe one in Port St Joe. Anyhow, the Creeks hunted and traded their pelts. The Spanish government was full of greasy palms and lazy commandants. Not sure but I'd bet we had Col. Klink's cousin here too. Until ol Andy Jackson put his boots here, we really hadn't had much excitement. Well, a few flag changes following some cannon fire, French, British, then back to Spanish. Our history is a hoot if anyone takes the time to read it. Rachel Jackson could not stand it here. Said the town was full of drunks that did not observe the Sabbeth. She was right. They were all Catholic and went to mass. That left the rest of the day free. Methinks the priest had some oily palms too so the Latin sermon was the short version. It's a wonder anything lasted here. I love my home, I am sick to death with what has happened to it with this man made mess. That said, I've yet to figure out why all of those Spanish ancestors bothered to come here. They had money and land in Spain. I guess they were destined for it because they survived the Creeks and Yellow Fever. Those Creeks, now that is some really fun history. Some is just plain strange.

Pam