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Norman Harwood a very wealthy man from Minneapolis moved here around 1870 and bought the Damietta and Rozetta plantations as well as other land totaling 40,000 acres. Despite the fact the plantations were all burned and in ruins Norman Harwood was interested in the land to raise oranges and cattle so he placed everything in the name of his wife. Harwood
raked up alot of debts when he was in Minnesota and he left for Florida
not paying any of them. He built a small Coquina home with a tile roof and
eventually the debts became to much even while he residing in Florida. He
could not pay his debts it led to depression so he took poison and died so
that his wife Susan could collect the $45,000 life insurance policy. He
was buried in a Coquina rock grave just 25 feet from the house and later
the remains were exhumed and moved to an Atlanta cemetery. The empty grave
then was used for a moonshine cellar and even a home for a pet alligator.
They say that the Harwood house was also used in the earlier 1900s as a
land sales office.
A coquina boulder with a bronze plaque was dedicated in 1956 while the Damietta plantation was owned by the Portland Cement Company. The tree bears the names of James Ormond the former owner and David Fairchild who was a botanist that admired and often visited the tree. From his research and studies he theorized that the tree was a natural cross between a live and laurel oak which would make it quite a rarity. The
tree stands over 68 feet high and its spread is over 300 feet with limbs
that are growing on the ground. Many small ruins left over from the
Damietta plantations surround the tree we did not find them since there
are many are hidden under brush and vegetation. However the main trail
which runs out to Bulowville starts at the Fairchild Oak. From my experience here there is ALOT of energy surrounding the tree and the house. You might want to call it more of a magickal feeling or mystical such as your energy repelling the energy of the tree. Even in the dark of night you can make out the massive tree. But perhaps what is more eerie is the coquina house which sits near a trail. You can only imagine what it was like at one time to live in the middle of the woods away from society in such a house. It perhaps was to much for even Harwood. But the Fairchild Oak has many tales perhaps because it sat there silently watching history and time pass by. © By Rick-AngelOfThyNight
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