My great-grandfather came to Texas at age 18 in 1850.

He located his "Headright" along the Jefferson to Dallas "highway" shown in the pictures. Remnants of the old "highway" run the entire length of the Southern boundary of my property.

It is not easy to get to, but I finally bush hogged my way to it this past week. We are about a week or two away from the pretty Fall colors, but I'm ready to take some awesome pictures when they turn.

Look closely at the last picture and see the rocks in a circle around an old water well. Daddy told me that Papa told him that Pappy told him that the well was here in 1850 and that he camped there for several months before relocating about a mile or so further West.


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"Filet that fish? Hell naw! I'll scale him, gut him, fry him up in grease, take him by the head and tail, and play him like a French Harp!" - Uncle Paul sometime in the 60s.