Wednesday, October 8
My grandparents house ...............
This was the home of my great,great,great,great grandparents. Andrew and Marianne
Reid .My grandfather and his brother were wealthy planter's and they acquired the house at a sheriff's sale on Nov. 3,1835. The house operated as the Reid Hotel. By 1846 my granfather owned the house alone. In 1848 he began the conversion to his private residense.
My father has always been a great lover of his family history. He had researched the history on and off for almost his entire life .It seemed like it was his passion.He would talk to me about them, calling them by their full names and telling me stories he had been told by some other elderly family members. His research really exploded in about 1998 or 1999 when he bought his first computer and got on the internet and started finding a wealth of information. He spent hours and hours researching. He also met with some long lost cousins.He would find something new and call me and say "Theresa, guess what I've found out now?" He would be so excited.
I remember when he found out about the big house. He got the family all together and we went on a day trip to Eatonton Georgia . All he told me was "I'm taking you to see your grandfather and grandmother's house. We pulled up in front of the house and parked ,I thought we were at the courthouse. My dad gets out and says "well how do you like your grandpa's shack?" I almost fainted from excitement ! We got to go in and when the historical society ( this house is their offfice ) found out we were descendants we got to go through the whole house.Just the first floor was open to the public at that time.
My father remembered his grandmother, my great grandmother Daisy, telling him about playing on the big front porch of this house. I wish this house could talk, I bet it would have some very interesting things to tell me.
I hope I didn't bore you with this. If ya'll liked this little bit of history just leave me a comment telling me so, because I have a few more interesting stories for you .
My dad has passed away now but his family history and mine lives on.
Posted by Theresa @ Take A Sentimental Journey at 6:09 PM