The cemetery is located about 8 miles north of Callahan, FL on Hwy. 1/301 past the RV Park on the Mizell Tract, east side of highway. You need permission and a key to enter gate. Obtain key from: Jefferson Smirf, 484 Mussellwhite Road, Callahan, FL 904-879-1650 (see Stacy)
After entering gate drive toward the rustic building. About 200 yards before the rustic building there is a road; take a left onto this road and drive about one quarter mile to a spot that looks like a shooting range on the left with a couple of shooting benches and a trash can. Turn left into the shooting range and proceed about 50 yards; the cemetery is on the left behind a barbed wire fence with a collapsed cover over some of the graves.
To see the old homestead keep driving toward that rustic building (described above) and there is another road on the left and closer to the rustic building that takes you to the old house. This is a picture of the old homestead on the property. The house is probably less than a quarter mile from the gravesite.
NOTES: Dora Braddock
12-9-1880
5-30-1949wife of Spicer C. Braddock Spicer C. Braddock
1-12-1869
10-22-1944husband of Dora Braddock Spicer Irvin Braddock
7-24-1903
11-29-1939son of Dora and Spicer C. Braddock Hartridge A. “Shorty” Braddock
11-21-1900
8-31-1947son of Dora and Spicer C. Braddock Marietta Braddock
3-29-1868
2-2-19022nd wife of James A. Braddock Dessie Braddock
4-10-1884
6-13-1922J. A. Braddock
2-22-1852
8-4-1930
son of Hutto Loudner Braddock and
Louisa Higginbotham BraddockMartha Braddock
2-6-1855
6-20-18861st wife of James A. Braddock BRADDOCK
Alva R. Zaney G.
1893-1948 1881-1947Zaney G. Braddock is son of Franklin Pierce Braddock and Malinda Johns Braddock Emothy H. Sauls
8-10-1904
10-12-1904Son of
C. E. & Mabell Braddock
1-9-1907
10-27-1909should be Hugh Russell Braddock Son of
C. E. & Mabell Braddock
7-14-1912
2-9-1914should be Norman Spencer Braddock Ella Braddock Davis
8-6-1865
8-17-1935wife of James Young Davis and daughter of Hutto Loudner Braddock & Louisa Higginbotham Braddock Houston B. Braddock
Died: 5-16-1900
Aged 40 yearsson of Hutto Loudner Braddock and Louisa Higginbotham Braddock T. L. M.
10-8-1857
10-5-1937I was told by Selma Green that T.L.M. is Lem McKendry who was a friend of the family that lived with Franklin Pierce and Melinda Johns Braddock on the property. Found him on the 1870 Nassau Co. Census as Lemuel McKendry, age 13. Robert R. Tyson
1885-19__Jewell D. Tyson
1894-19__daughter of Ella Braddock Davis H. L. Braddock
11-10-1825
11-10-1872husband of Louisa Higginbotham Braddock The following graves were under partially collapsed shed:
Louisa Braddock
8-31-1827
5-2-1913wife of H. L. Braddock b: 1825 above H. L. Braddock
11-21-1854
5-24-1919son of Hutto Loudner Braddock and
Louisa Higginbotham BraddockMary E. Futch
7-2 (couldn’t read)
8-31 (couldn’t read)I believe this is the daughter of Mary Louisa Braddock and Charles Bishop Futch. The shed was collapsed over the gravestone where I couldn’t read the full date
These are all the gravestones (21) we found in this cemetery. I have pictures of most of the graves. The gravestone for Mary E. Futch was under the collapsed part of the shed where we could not access the grave and it was unsafe to crawl under the shed.Selma Green also told me that she spoke to a Mr. Drew Sauls who said the following were also buried in the cemetery in unmarked graves:
Franklin Pierce Braddock (son of Hutto L. Braddock and Louisa Higginbotham Braddock)
Malinda Johns Braddock (wife of Franklin Pierce Braddock)
Verdie Braddock (child of Franklin and Malinda Braddock)
Gussie Braddock (child of Franklin and Malinda Braddock)
Meryl (?)Compiled by:
Verna Mae (Braddock) Campbell
Orange City, FL 32763 (Jan. 9, 2001)If you have any further information about this Cemetery or any corrections or additions as to who is related to who, please contact me.
The Story Tellers.....
We are the chosen. My feelings are in each family there is one who seems called to find the ancestors. To put flesh on their bones and make them live again, to tell the family story and to feel that somehow they know and approve. To me, doing genealogy is not a cold gathering of facts but, instead, breathing life into all who have gone before. We are the story tellers of the tribe. All tribes have one. We have been called as if it were by our genes. Those who have gone before cry out to us: Tell our story. So, we do.
In finding them, we somehow find ourselves. How many graves have I stood before now and cried? I have lost count. How many times have I told the ancestors you have a wonderful family you would be proud of us? How many times have I walked up to a grave and felt somehow there was love there for me? I cannot say.
It goes beyond just documenting facts. It goes to who am I and why do I do the things I do? It goes to seeing a cemetery about to be lost forever to weeds and indifference and saying I can't let this happen. The bones here are bones of my bone and flesh of my flesh. It goes to doing something about it. It goes to pride in what our ancestors were able to accomplish. How they contributed to what we are today. It goes to respecting their hardships and losses, their never giving in or giving up, their resoluteness to go on and build a life for their family.
It goes to deep pride that they fought to make and keep us a Nation. It goes to a deep and immense understanding that they were doing it for us. That we might be born who we are. That we might remember them. So we do. With love and caring and scribing each fact of their existence, because we are them and they are us. So, as a scribe called, I tell the story of my family. It is up to that one called in the next generation to answer the call and take their place in the long line of family storytellers.
That, is why I do my family genealogy, and that is what calls those young and old to step up and put flesh on the bones.
( Author Unknown )(provided by Barbara Miller)
