I underestimated how difficult it would be to think of things to blog about and to actually convince myself to do it (it's pretty time-consuming!) Furthermore, I intended for this blog to showcase many of my photos, which I could supplement with words about places I go and things I do. The problem is that lately I haven't been going many places or doing many things worth photographing, and I therefore don't have much to blog about. So I decided that in uneventful times like these, I should write about places that I went to in the past, when I wish I had had a blog to talk about them.
I was born and raised in Jacksonville, FL, just as my parents were (although my parents and I grew up on opposite ends of a huge city). One of my grandfathers was born there, as well, and his wife, my grandmother, has lived there since she was about three years old. She was, however, born in Tallahassee, and many of her family members lived or continue to live here. I had never even been to Tallahassee before my boyfriend (Curtis) started school here, but when I subsequently moved here last semester, I just had to visit the historic cemeteries and see the final resting places of my ancestors.
If anyone has driven from I-10 to FSU's campus, they've passed the
Old City Cemetery on Tennessee St. Tallahassee's oldest public burial ground, established in 1829, holds many notable souls, including those of Thomas Brown (Florida's Governor from 1849-1853), Dr. William J. Gunn (Florida's first African-American to graduate from medical school), John G. Riley (a prominent African American in Tallahassee, whose
house is now a museum) and Rev. James Page (Florida's first ordained black Baptist minister and founder of Bethel Missionary Baptist Church). The cemetery has a separate Black section, as well as a Jewish one, and has many graves of Civil War (both Confederate and Union) soldiers and yellow fever victims. It's an interesting place just to look around, and pamphlets are available at the entrance. Most interestingly for me, however, is that my great great uncle (Grandma's uncle she never met), his wife, and young child, are also buried there. I took this photo of their grave with expired film.
Hiram Lafayette "Fate" Atkinson born Apr 28, 1887 in Tallahassee; died Dec 10, 1932 in Havana, FL
Mable Annie Boatwright Atkinson born Feb 18, 1889; died Feb 8, 1975
I initially went to the Old City Cemetery thinking it was the one my grandma had told me about, where dozens of her family members were buried. Curtis and I searched it up and down, looking for family names until we found the Atkinsons above, but no others. When I later talked to my grandma and realized we had been in the wrong place, she was surprised that we had even found her uncle Fate because she didn't know where he was buried. She said he was the only one missing from that other cemetery, the Oakland Cemetery.
So, a few months later, I trecked a little farther away to the Oakland Cemetery, which is located on Brevard Street, is much larger in area than Old City, and holds probably 75 to 100 of my family members buried in its southwest corner.
This grave search site lists
20 people in Oakland with the last name Atkinson (my grandmother's maiden name), and even gives information on the people and provides a picture of each of their graves! I enjoyed visiting the resting places of my family, but it was saddening to realize that I had never even met any of them. I plan on one day meeting up with my grandmother's surviving relatives to hear stories about the ones they knew. Family history and traditions are so important to me.
It was a wet day so my lenses were fogging up, but I still got a couple of decent shots. The next 3 photos I took with black and white film and developed them myself in a photography class at FSU.
Below is a really creepy mausoleum in the cemetery, built for someone I don't believe is related to me.
The Atkinson family marker in the cemetery
Here are William and Willie, my great great grandparents (that handsome fellow on the left was born in Tallahassee in 1854, died here in 1926. His wife's birthplace is unknown). Below their photograph are their graves.
Grandma's father, who was stationed in Alaska during WWII
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