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Fountain and mural in Breckenridge, Stephens County, TX |
Yesterday when I turned down that dirt road to check the
Clear Fork Cemetery it was about 1:00. I hadn’t had lunch so was hungry and I
needed to pee. Then Scott came along and for the next few hours I couldn’t do
anything about either but somehow I didn’t care. By the time I pulled into the
RV Park in Breckenridge where I’d planned to spend the night, I was exhausted.
It was still hot and windy. I parked, got hooked up and had to rest a bit
before I could muster enough energy to fix something to eat. That night I got
to experience my second southwest thunder and lightning storm – it just rocked
me to sleep.
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Stephens County Courthouse in Breckenridge |
Friday morning I slept in then headed for the town of
Breckenridge. I still wanted to find Joanna’s death certificate because I hoped
it might include the names of her parents.
The courthouse is another monumental building, originally built in 1883
and replaced with the current building in 1926. I went to the City Clerk’s
office where I met Jackie and Christy. Jackie explained where I needed to look.
Sadly, they do not have a record of Joanna’s death but I did find a couple
other Stover death records that I did not recognize but figure they must be
related somehow, so I made copies. Then I spent a couple hours scanning land
records for various transactions recorded by D. G and Nannie Stover.
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Ornate doorway from the original courthouse built in 1883 |
While doing this work one of the clerks was listening to
a weather report. A tornado was near Abilene, Texas – about 60 miles from where
we were. They seemed quite concerned so naturally I felt uneasy. Fortunately
for me that tornado didn’t come our way.
I also stopped in at the Swenson Museum to find out what they might have on my family. Scott
had encouraged me to check there, but even though the librarian checked several
books and binders she was unable to find anything on Stovers or the Pattillos.
The town of Breckenridge did not excite me as Albany had so I decided to head
towards Fort Worth.
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War memorial at the Breckenridge courthouse |
The camping app I’ve been using brought up a few private
RV Parks and one state campground – Possum
Kingdom State Park. I can’t say the name was real appealing but I called
anyway. The park ranger said they were full but I said I was feeling lucky and
hoped a cancellation would come through. It was about 30 miles from where I was
– a nice drive on county roads. When I assured them I only planned to stay one
night they let me in. I found the best campsite in the whole darn place, No.
14. It’s about 25 feet from the lakeshore and the next nearest campsite is
about 50 yards away. The entire campground is covered in grass and trees –
mesquite, oak and juniper. It was hot when I arrived but cooled down nicely at
night.
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Site No. 14 was so nice I stayed for 3 days |
The literature they gave me when I registered explains
that the area got it name because Ike Sablosky, who was in the hide business,
said, “The best source of possum hides came from hunters up in Northwest Palo
Pinto County”. Ike called the area Possum Kingdom and the name stuck. So far,
this is the nicest place I’ve camped and since it is the weekend and the places
I’ll want to visit in Fort Worth are likely to be closed until Monday, I called
the Ranger this morning to ask if I could be added to the wait list and stay
another night.
Well, my Texas luck continues – I’m paid up for two more
nights and happy as a possum.
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These 3 ducks hung out at my site quite a lot - they weren't shy |
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This beautiful beetle sauntered across my table |
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Sunset at site No. 14 Possum Kingdom State Park |
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Curiosity along the road heading to the park - World's largest wheelbarrow |
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