We are camped at Hilltop RV Park overlooking our kingdom
from 3,100 feet. When we first checked
in, the sky to the west was evil-looking, like a black atom bomb was going
off. Jim, the proprietor, told us not to
worry, those storms never hit his park.
And indeed, it did not. Leaving
ten raindrops behind, the storm said, “Adios” and continued on its way south
and east. Instead, a refreshing, cool
breeze swept across our camp offering relief from the heat and humidity of recent
weeks.
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Don't fly into this. |
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Sculpture up on the hill in
Fort Stockton |
Settlers traveling west to Mexico and California in the
transportation-du-jour, horses, wagons and stage coaches, came upon two things
here: hostile Indians and a refreshing
water supply at Comanche Springs. A line
of defense to protect pioneers from Indian violence was established and Fort
Stockton was one of these. This was in
1858. However, this original post
slightly south of the current town, was abandoned at the onset of the Civil
War. Two years after the Civil War was
ended, Col. Edward Hatch re-established Fort Stockton at its current location and it was occupied by the 9th Cavalry regiment. Col. Hatch was a white guy but his soldiers
were black, those were the rules back then.
Newly-freed black men were searching for security and stable jobs and
the military was one way to obtain both.
The Indians were bemused by the appearance of the black soldiers and
called them, “Buffalo Soldiers,” because their dark skin color and tight curly
hair was, in their minds, reminiscent of the head of the buffalo. The Buffalo Soldiers proved themselves with
discipline, courage and bravery and made their mark upon history. By the 1880s, the threat from the Comanche
Indians had faded and Fort Stockton was abandoned in 1886. Three of the original officers’ quarters and
the original guard house still stand and some other buildings have been
reconstructed on the original foundations, including the kitchen and a
barracks.
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Guard house - Fort Stockton |
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Rob in the barracks at Ft. Stockton |
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Annie Riggs and her piano |
Limestone quarried from the nearby hills and adobe
bricks (baked grass and mud) were the primary construction materials in the
1800s. The historic buildings in Fort
Stockton that were built from these two materials have withstood the tests of
weather and time. One of these is the Riggs
Hotel. Eight year old Annie Frazier, her
dad and mom and six siblings traveled west, arrived and settled in this area in
the mid-1800s. Annie was an independent
little wench. She married a guy named James
Johnson and had six kids with him but that union didn’t suit her. She divorced him, something that was almost
unheard of in those days, a pioneer in more ways than one. Later, she married Barney Riggs and had four
kids with him. That marriage and relationship
didn’t go so well, either and Annie divorced him, too. He was a troublesome person and got himself
shot and died without a will so Annie got the estate. With it, she purchased and fixed up the
Koehler Hotel (the cost was $4,750) and opened for business. She was a shrewd businesswoman and ran a
tight ship and they said if you got out of line, she just happened to be
packing under her pretty apron. Don’t
piss the lady off, that’s what I’m sayin!’
The 13-room hotel was a big success because it was safe and
comfortable. Cooler than most buildings,
it had two-foot thick adobe walls, 14-foot high ceilings and had been built on
a piece of higher ground. The screen
doors to the rooms opened out onto a porch of wood planks that surrounded a
pretty interior courtyard. Annie did a
lot of the work around the hotel and most of the cooking. Many of the furnishings (her piano, for
example, and an iron bed frame she had purchased in 1900) and the kitchen
utensils and implements on display were hers:
the wood stove, a clothes iron, a waffle iron, toaster, butter churn and
ice cream maker, among other things.
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Reception desk at the Riggs Hotel |
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Annie bought this electric stove
in 1922. It still works. |
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Courtyard at the Riggs Hotel |
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Rob at the Riggs Hotel |
You may want to have your picture taken beside the
(second) biggest roadrunner in the world in Fort Stockton. It used to be the biggest but somebody built
one a few inches taller just recently in Las Cruces, NM. Some people have too much time on their
hands. Anyway, I’ve learned as much as I
can about Fort Stockton. Wednesday,
September 20, we move along to Las Cruces.
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Lindy likes roadrunners! |
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Roadrunners like Roberto! |
Keep em comimg😀
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ReplyDeletesome of that went back to my dads birth year loved reading about the buffalo soldiers oh how I love your lessons over and out
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