A Remarkable Year in Review: The Stories of the History of Jackson County

What a year it has been! I cannot believe that an idea I thought was far-reaching has turned into something so amazing and led to a plethora of new friendships, amazing experiences and more responsibility to accurately retell history in a new, exciting way.

If you've never read my blog before, please.... stick with this post. I promise it's full of fun. :) 

An illustration in the Kansas City Star from 1932 depicting
the bustling town of New Santa Fe

This journey started when I was a little girl growing up surrounded by the remnants of an abandoned town called New Santa Fe. At one time, this town swelled to over 1,000 people and was the largest town in all of Washington Township, Jackson Co., Mo.

That's hard to imagine now, because Washington Township encompasses common locations such as Dallas, Martin City, Grandview and Hickman Mills. 

It's difficult to believe that the only evidence that there was something special on Santa Fe Trail and State Line Rd. is a cemetery and a granite marker placed by the DAR in 1906. But even as a little girl, I just felt that there was something special about these people that came long before me.


My imagination- my ability to envision life before suburban settlement- carried me through those rows of stones. 

The gates to the New Santa Fe Cemetery

That may sound cocky or pretentious to those of you who may not know me....

I honestly believe now this ability is a gift. 

As a child, I loved to write in my sea-green diary with dancing bears decorating its exterior. I craved the opportunity to write poetry in my teen years and as part of my undergraduate degree at Avila University, I wrote for the newspaper, The Talon. 

I don't have to create stories in order to tell them. 

Sometimes it feels as if this entire journey is much bigger than I even realize today. I'm still figuring it out, but the last year has naturally combined some of my favorite hobbies into one, neatly-tied package.

On the way to preschool! 

Genealogy + History + Writing = Passion

This has developed into a dream I never knew I had. 

Today, I sit in front of the screen of my computer imagining, wishing, hoping and persisting that these stories will never stop- that I can continue to reintroduce the unknown to thousands of people a month. 

My intention when starting this blog one year ago was to showcase the unknown stories of Washington Township in Jackson Co., Mo. I hoped that I could make history fun. I laughed when a colleague of mine snickered when I said I wanted to teach history someday instead of English. "Why history? History is just memorization of dates," she snickered.

Yes, that's the problem. History, if told in dates, is boring.

History, if told in stories, can be fascinating. They can be life-changing. When I write these posts about history, I tell them in packages filled with images, photographs and details that, I hope, makes you want to keep reading. 

I write STORIES.

A criticism of some of my history buff readers is that I don't include documentation at the end - a bibliography. That's right - I don't. Just ask. I have all of it. But my intention is not to write a history textbook or be published in a scholarly magazine. I crave to tell stories that have escaped publication and create human interest. I wish for the masses to relate to my writing, not to claim myself as a historian. I want to use my words to make people feel like they are a part of this amazing growth of Jackson Co. when it was just farmlands and trails to the West.

And for this month, I want to share a short description of all my posts with direct links that I have written since April 1, 2016. Some of you have read all of these, but I feel as I continue to write, these pieces of my writing are getting harder and harder to find due to the way the blog is set up.

So here it goes- a year in review! Just click on each blog title to read each of the posts or simply click on the "Click Here" button after each description. Included below are updates and descriptions of what each post covers. Read them all, read ones you missed and don't forget to share (you can do this at the bottom of each page before the comments or simply copying/pasting the website!)

As always, I adore comments and questions pertaining to my writing. Take a few minutes to read some of these posts and give feedback! 

April 2016-  Welcome to the Santa Fe Trailer! 
In my first post, I explain in detail what led me to this incredible journey. At the time, I thought only a few people would check it out and had no clue how to blog. :) But I do my best to explain my passion and love

Map of the Santa Fe Trail showing the ability to travel from
Independence to Westport or Independence to New Santa Fe 

of the history of Jackson County, and specifically, New Santa Fe. In it, I mention that all the research I had done to hopefully get a marker installed at the location of the historic Santa Fe Christian Church (demolished in 1971) led to this blog. I wrote a grant through the DAR and was denied in 2016. I am happy to report that after a second attempt, the DAR approved it this month! Stay tuned- I want all my readers to consider coming to its dedication in October 2017. And I will be writing about the church's history soon. To read more, CLICK HERE!

If This Ground Could Talk.... 
This explains the routes of the Santa Fe Trail in the 1850s from Independence to Westport or from Independence to New Santa Fe. Evidence is on the ground that we walk on each day. Some of the current roads we know so well, such as Wornall Rd., have been around for a very long time. This covers the early history of New Santa Fe and of Washington Township. Evidence is literally still in the ground and tells a very cool story! To read more, CLICK HERE!

James Felix Bridger 

May 2016- Trailblazers Influenced the First Chapters of New Santa Fe  
When people think of Jim Bridger, the terms "trapper" and "mountain man" are usual descriptions given. This tells the unknown story of Jim Bridger and his business ventures in southern Jackson Co., Mo. This was one of the most complex research endeavors I have tackled. You will learn something very unique about Bridger in the Kansas City area. To read more, CLICK HERE!

Memorial Day and Troop 601: Remembering Those Before Us
Learn about the efforts to continue to preserve the historic New Santa Fe Cemetery on the Santa Fe Trail and the importance of memorializing those before us. To read more, CLICK HERE!

June 2016- A Bit of Bull at Bull Creek: The Kansas Frauds of 1855 
Evidence of the numerous voter frauds occurring in Kansas tell the story of the passion these men on the border had to keep the institution of slavery in-tact and alive in newly-formed Kansas Territory. Their actions sparked the Border Wars. This is about one case of the blatant frauds that took place near Bull Creek in Miami Co., Ks. The pioneers in the area around New Santa Fe in Jackson Co. marched into Kansas to vote illegally. The repercussions of this event and those similar seem preposterous to us today- but it happened. Read about what these guys brazenly did and the lasting affects of this decision! To read more, CLICK HERE!

July 2016 - From the Potawatomi to Portland: The Journey of a Pioneer and His Connection to Washington Township  
From the institution of slavery to the forceful removal of Native Americans, the U.S. has seen some dark days. This story is of an Indian agent, his "peaceful" removal of the Potawatomi from lands in Johnson and Miami Co., Ks. and the land he was given for doing so. Stories such as his tell us some of the patterns of early pioneers that did at one time roam and farm the land in Jackson Co. To read more, CLICK HERE!

The Four O'Clock Hill House

August 2016 - Hidden Treasures Found at the Four O'Clock Hill House 
This was the post that broke the mold. Up to this point, I didn't have a huge following of readers- I didn't really know how to get my writing out there for the masses to read. This post changed everything. This is about the historic Four O'Clock House that was a marker for wagon trains on the Santa Fe Trail. I was acquainted with the owners since I was a little girl, but I had never sat down and listened to the amazing history of this house. This acquaintance quickly turned into a friendship with Steve and Wendy Hodgden that I know will stay in tact for years to come! I got so excited when I watched this post trend on social media. I gained thousands of views and this rejuvenated my want to continue this unique adventure. To read more, CLICK HERE!

Square nails found at the
Four O'Clock Hill House

September 2016 - Unearthing the Forgotten at the Four O'Clock Hill House 
This post covers the first metal detecting dig I have ever (sort of) been a part of. Jackwick Metal Detecting worked with the owners of the Four O'Clock House to do a dig on the historic farm's property! This was so cool to see what evidence still remained hidden underground 150+ years later. A bonus of this venture was developing a friendship with Jackwick that I cherish today. To read more, CLICK HERE!

October/November 2016- The Lipscomb's, a Log Cabin, and a Legacy Lost (Part 1 & 2) 

The sacking of Lawrence 

Imagine my excitement when I was convinced that a slave cabin still existed within a few miles from New Santa Fe and on the border between Missouri and Kansas?! Well, that's what led to this two-part post and includes some important history of Westport, the Border Wars, the Civil War, and the Battle of Westport. Once you finish Part 1, click on the link at the bottom to read the conclusion! This story is fascinating. I'm now in contact with Nathan Lipscomb's descendants and have gained even more knowledge on this unique and strong-willed family! To read more, CLICK HERE!



December 2016- Christmas History, Cultures and Traditions of Kansas City Settlers 
I left the comforts of southern Jackson Co. and did a blanket post about the development of Christmas traditions that we use today and how they started. Included are some interesting pieces about early Westport history and a visit to the Wornall House for their Christmas candlelight tour. This post led to a new friendship with the National Frontier Trails Museum, where I plan to work to help develop some programs at their Independence museum. To read more about Christmas in Kansas City, CLICK HERE!

January 2017 - A Quantrill Raider's Revenge on the Border and Beyond 
This was super fun to research. :) An inquiry by a reader asked about her descendant's land and led me to a chase that lasted two months. In the end, I developed a comprehensive history of Daniel Vaughn, one of William Clarke Quantrill's most powerful and influential guerrilla fighters during the Border Wars and Civil War. Without him, KU Medical Center may not be where it is today- or even exist! This covers his journey and its impact on the Kansas City area. To read this unreal story, CLICK HERE!

Wyley Wyatt Farmhouse in Grandview

February 2017- Grandview Farmhouse Features 140 Years of Grand History 
I never thought I would surpass the viewership I had with my post on the Four O'Clock Hill House, but I was wrong! My most popular post of the year, this tells of the house built on the land that once was the home of Daniel Vaughn, a Quantrill Raider. It discusses the history of this farmhouse and the people that built it. Dave and Kathy Sutoris, owners of this home, welcomed me with open arms and shared with me. The house is still for sale! Included is the story of a plane crash that happened as well! To read more on Wyley Wyatt's home, CLICK HERE!

An aerial view of the Gill-McGee farm at 119th and State
Line; courtesy of the McGee family

March 2017- From the Border Wars to a Landmark Lost: The Legacy of Marcus Gill 
I have spent years researching what I thought was going to be published in March. I wanted to tell the unique history of a home I have cherished since I was a little girl, but the sale of the home interrupted my plans. With only a few weeks to spare, I had to reach deep into my notes and copied materials to pull out a story. Marcus Gill's story- a highly documented one- seemed like a natural fit in my hasty situation. It covers a log cabin and its connection to Quantrill. That log cabin was then turned into a sprawling country estate owned by the grandson of one of the original founders of Kansas City, A.B.H. McGee. What I thought would be a pretty mediocre post has perpetuated some of the most amazing things I have happened to date. Since this post, I am in contact with the last of the Gill descendants to live in this home. "The McGee boys," as I like to call them, are my new friends. They have introduced me to some of the last people to live in the area prior to suburban development and have shared priceless stories of growing up on the farm. I intend to showcase their stories soon. To read this incredible story, CLICK HERE!

There it is - a year in review. It was fun to go back and read my old posts and see how my little goal - to tell the story of the early history of Washington Township in Jackson County -has snowballed into something much larger. I'm now writing a bi-monthly history column in the Martin City Telegraph; this is just another example of what this blog has started. You can find this publication partially online and can pick up a copy at local businesses for free! My first article can be read here: Martin City Telegraph- The Interesting Beginnings of Martin City

My mother and me!

I don't even know how to thank everyone for the support over the past year. I especially want to thank my mom, Helen Van Hecke, for encouraging me to pursue this, talking over topics with me, listening to me hours before publication read each article aloud to her over the phone, and pushing me to give up some things in order to make room for things that matter more. She's my newly retired unpaid research assistant. 

Ah, the things moms do for the love of a child. :)

This is just the beginning. Although I am unsure about what will happen next or where this road will lead, I am grateful to everyone that has taken the time, even for a few minutes, to read these stories and support the Santa Fe Trailer.  

What started as a curious child chasing her shadow amongst the stones at the New Santa Fe Cemetery has turned into a love of the pioneers that roamed the rolling hills of Washington Township long before us. And now they feel like family.

The stories are a-plenty, and I plan on showcasing my passion in more pieces for years to come.

Trailblazers Influenced the First Chapters of New Santa Fe

The Wild West: tall tale stories of cowboys, Native Americans, fur trappers and traders. Men who swapped the bustling east for the barren west. Uncharted territory- the want and need to establish something- to find something…To change their destiny.

When I think of the West of the 1800s, frankly, I am terrified. If my main squeeze back in the “olden days” would have said, “Let’s head out west! I can get me some land, build us a home…” I would have said NO. Even if I would have started the journey I would have most likely been the first to die of dysentery or something else unpleasant.

James Felix Bridger 

Maybe I played too much "Oregon Trail" in the 1980s.

Other men and women did not hesitate to take the road, in Robert Frost’s words, "less traveled by.” Two of these men, Jim Bridger and Louis Vasquez, did just that- opted for the unknown.

I could outline the full history of these trailblazers, but this blog is truly aimed at telling the stories that you may not often hear around the water cooler of history books. This is intended to shed some light on specific information that I have uncovered in mountains of documents. Jim Bridger and Louis Vasquez didn’t just travel, literally, over mountains.

They were businessmen.

Alas, I need to give a little background information on their histories so that you can see how cool it is they chose Washington Township as their final home – and how really, really cool it is that they did business in New Santa Fe.

James Felix Bridger, nicknamed “Old Gabe” by his closest companions, was born in 1804 in Virginia. When he was a young child, he and his family moved to St. Louis. Unfortunately when he was 13, he had lost his entire family, leaving him out to fight on his own. He was uneducated in a formal setting and illiterate. He started to go on expeditions to the west when he was a teenager. He fur trapped, traded with the Native Americans and was fluent in several Native American languages, conversational French, and Spanish.

Pierre Louis Vasquez oil painting

Pierre Louis Vasquez (born 1798 in St. Louis), our lesser known of the two profiles, is, on paper, the one from a prominent upbringing. His father, Benito, born in Spain, was one of the “first families” of St. Louis. His mother was of French Creole origin. Louis’ native tongue was French, although he, too, was fluent in multiple languages. Bernard DeVoto in “Across the Wide Missouri” refers to Vasquez as “of aristocratic birth. . . And bits of aristocratic elegance clung onto him in the mountains like cottonwood fluff.”

This is a striking contrast to the accounts of Old Gabe.

Hollywood royalty has reignited one of the oldest and saddest sagas of the Wild West. Leonardo DiCaprio brilliantly gave his Academy Award winning performance as Hugh Glass  in “The Revenant.” The Revenant is a movie for the ages - a gruesome and shockingly raw portrayal of a man who was thought to be knocking on death’s door after a terrible attack by a grizzly bear. Two men, one being a nineteen year-old naive Jim Bridger, were left to tend to the dying Glass. Thinking Glass wouldn't survive much longer, they dug a shallow grave and left him behind. Whoops.... 

...Hugh may have been pretty angry when he survived the 200 mile journey after being deserted.

Hugh Glass did, indeed, face Bridger. One account of the confrontation states, “(Bridger) kept entirely to himself, unapproachable as a wild animal crawling off to lick its wounds. . . he knew only that he had done a cowardly thing.”

I would like to believe that this was one of the speed bumps in the life of Bridger and his triumphs supersede his teenage lapse in judgement. 

By 1824, Jim Bridger was credited with “founding” the Great Salt Lake. In that same year, the South Pass was founded by a small group of men, including none other than Vasquez and Bridger.

Bridger went on to marry three Native American women and have six known children, one dying in an Indian attack in the Oregon Territory.

Replica quarters at Fort Bridger, Wyoming
From Wyoming State Parks

In 1843, Bridger and Vasquez established Fort Bridger in Wyoming, designed to be a stop for supplies and provisionals for those traveling on the Oregon Trail.

This is when the true partnership of Bridger and Vasquez blossomed.

In striking contrast to Bridger’s three marriages to Native American women (first to a woman named Cora, the second to a Ute Indian and the third to Mary Washakie), Vasquez remained single until the ripe old age of 49. In 1847, he wed the widow Narcissa Burdette Land in St. Louis. Narcissa was not a fan of Bridger’s new wife, the Ute Indian “squaw,” and they fought constantly. At this time, the men would have cohabitated a single residence at Fort Bridger, living under close quarters with growing children and two women from very different backgrounds.

One. House. One very, very small house.

Narcissa and Bridger’s wife did get along in later years, and Narcissa was even present when she died in childbirth in 1849.

Current view of the Bridger Mountains, Bridger Pass
panoramio.com 

By the 1850s, the relationship with the Mormons was questionable and the men opted to sell the fort in Wyoming to them, although some accounts say they were never paid. Raising young children on the frontier was not an ideal situation, so by this time the men decided to move to the Jackson County, Missouri area and settle into a much more stable life- with separate homes.

Around 1855, both Bridger and Vasquez traveled to the Kansas City area. Bridger continued to whet his appetite of the west by traveling as a scout. According to his daughter, he was sometimes gone as long as three years.

Bridger and Vasquez both had residences in Westport, and a lot of the history books highlight this; however, both men purchased farms not too far away from one another. Bridger’s farm, now partially marked across from St. Joseph’s Hospital on Carondelet Drive, went as far north as Watts Mill and as far south as Glen Arbor Road, just past Red Bridge Road. Vasquez’s farm shared a property line with the great-great grandson of Daniel Boone and is bordered by Bannister Road on the south and 91^st street on the North.

Ironically, I live blocks away from this farm now… in Boone Manor.

Location of the Bridger Farm from City Title Insurance, 1970
Missouri Valley Special Collections

By this time, the town of New Santa Fe had burst out of the very seams of the Missouri-Kansas border and was outfitting travelers on the trails to the west. It was no “true” secret that Jim Bridger helped erect a building with the help of George Kemper in the town of New Santa Fe. In a taped interview from the 1990s, which now resides at the Historical Society of Missouri, Kenneth Klapmeyer (1907-2005) recounted his deep-rooted memories. He mentioned that an old foundation existed near the current “mortuary” (McGilley Funeral Home), and he stated, “The house burned down. There was a store in there some place long before us. Jim Bridger was involved.”

This peaked my interest and had me patiently perusing old land records to see if maybe, just maybe, Bridger didn’t just build a business in the town. Maybe he was more involved than I originally anticipated?

In January of 1853, a deed indicates that none other than Jim Bridger and Louis Vasquez bought, $50 cash in hand, lots 7 and 8 in New Santa Fe. This was even BEFORE they "sold" Fort Bridger to the Mormons!

Okay, so back in these days, there was no such thing as building permits or business licensing. Trying to decipher what happened on a stretch of land is near impossible. In order to appreciate this story, we have to use a little known power called “preponderance of the evidence.” Any historian or genealogist knows that sometimes, whether you like it or not, you have to fill in the blanks. You’re always looking for more information to support your claim, and your research is never, ever completed.

We have to presume where and when things happened when there is only a sprinkling of written accounts. We know, due to written documentation, that Bridger helped build a store in New Santa Fe. But, no written record ever stated he was involved in a store.

But, I beg to differ. The preponderance of the evidence tells me otherwise. Bridger and Vasquez bought land in 1853 for $50.00. FIFTY. DOLLARS. That’s equivalent to about $1,400 in today’s money.

That’s still pretty cheap- and the lots in New Santa Fe were selling for $50 a lot at that time- with nothing on them.

Watts Mill
Missouri Valley Special Collections

By 1854, only a year later, they sold half of the lots for $170.16- an obvious improvement to the amount paid a year later. That’s about $4,500 in today’s moolah. They sold it to Josiah Watts.

Recognize the last name?

Josiah Watts was none other than the older brother of Stubbins Watts, the infamous miller of Dallas, Missouri- also known today as Watts Mill. And Stubbins was a known pal of Jim Bridger.

I love how sometimes the dots just connect.

Of course, you may be thinking that the two mountain men SOLD the land to Josiah and the story ends there. At first, I thought so, too. When I thought I had run out of options, I ran across a newspaper article that had me doing the happy dance in my living room.

Summons from the Olathe Mirror
Published August 1, 1861

Bridger, without a shadow of a doubt, DID have a store in New Santa Fe.

In August of 1861, the Olathe Mirror published a summons because a business was suing for unpaid debts. “Lewis Vasques, Joseph Bridger, and Josiah Watts, doing business as Vasques, Bridger & Watts, Plaintiffs, vs. T.S. Edwards, Defendant.”

There it is, plain as day- in print. One of the only ways to really find out what was going on with businesses at the time is from surviving newspapers and surviving court records. So, it’s no surprise my next stop was to the Johnson County Archives. And yes, the name on this document is incorrect- as they list Bridger as “Joseph” – but I promise you it's him!

This is one of those moments as a historian and genealogist that I love. After a long day of teaching, I couldn’t resist running out to the archives to see what these cases involved. Although a lot of good stuff can be found online, the really, really good stuff requires time and visits to archival holdings buried in buildings. I was convinced the only way to make this claim of a legitimate business being run was to investigate the court cases myself.

I walked into a large warehouse-style building in southern Olathe, greeted by two lovely ladies anxious to help in any way. I had called ahead to the Johnson County Archives, and they were ready with the information I had been seeking. To my surprise, they carried out folders and gingerly laid them in front of me. “Here you go,” one lady smiled.

Summons dated April 6, 1860
Vasques, Bridger & Watts vs. John Taylor & Sarah Taylor
Courtesy of the Johnson County Archives

“These are the originals? From 1861?”

“Yes. Be careful.” She walked away and planted herself behind her desk.

Seriously?

I adore when things like this happen – and they are quite rare these days. Most things are microfilmed. Occasionally while at the National Archives there may be an original book you thumb through, but somehow this felt different.

I stared down at the creamy white pages, the ink dried in perfect scrolls of cursive handwriting. These pages in my hands (no white gloves!) were transcribed over 150 years ago.

... Before the Civil War.

The information involved in the court case is really irrelevant, except it shed a little bit of light on some of the operations of a “trading” post. It became clear that one part of this business was to loan out money.

In the two cases I was viewing, they traded a deed of land as security when a man, T.S. Edwards (who had fled and was nowhere to be found), needed a quick $212.45. Another case from 1860 correctly identifies the business owners as “Louis Vasques, James Bridger and Josiah Watts.” In 1858, the business had loaned them $347.12- owed in twelve months. When they hadn’t paid, the business sued them for the land they had used as collateral.

It’s like a title loan! I guess I was wrong- the swindlers on TV now aren't the innovative engineers of the "strapped for cash" mantra! These guys in the 1850s and 60s gave you a chance to pay your debt (with interest), and if you didn’t, they sued for the rights to the land. Brilliant.

Of course, I still couldn’t “prove” the business was even in New Santa Fe… especially being that these cases were in Johnson County, Kansas and not Jackson County, Missouri. But, the land they were suing for was in Kansas Territory.

Yeah, Kansas wasn't even a state at this point.

One of the other ways I have been able to document what was going on in the town of New Santa Fe is by reading hundreds of pages of probate cases prior to the Civil War. This may seem boring. Let me tell you.... It is…..

Until you hit the jackpot.

Original promissory notes from 1859 for Vasquez, Bridger & Watts
Courtesy of Johnson County Archives

A probate for a man named Harrison S. Vivion crossed my screen. It was the final piece I was waiting for. I skimmed the 148 pages (yes! 148 PAGES!!!) of his probate, looking for clues on the town. Probates oftentimes include invoices of the sales an estate would make on behalf of surviving heirs. If an estate was in probate for years, any time a member of a family needed money, they had to file invoices so businesses could be paid.

Harrison S. Vivion, buried at Blue Ridge Cemetery, lived around New Santa Fe and died in August 1855. Unfortunately, his wife suffered another blow when their young daughter, Elizabeth, died in 1857.

Included in this probate is a bill dated “New Santa Fe, August 27, 1857” from none other than Vasquez, Bridger & Watts for funeral clothing for the young child.

She was nine years old when she passed away.

This is one of those moments where I simultaneously got extremely excited and tremendously sad. This was the reality of pioneer life- but it still makes my heart skip a beat. Your husband dies at the age of 42 and two short years later, you lose your daughter?

Invoice from H.S. Vivion's will indicating clothing bought
 from Vasquez, Bridger & Watts in New Santa Fe

In that one probate case, my whole expedition on Bridger and his business in New Santa Fe seemed infinitely clear; I knew it was important to focus on the fact that he, indeed, did have a business in New Santa Fe, even though it really is unclear how involved he was.

These two men, with the spirit of a younger, vibrant businessman named Josiah Watts, ran a store in New Santa Fe. Josiah himself was a bit of a trailblazer, partaking in the Gold Rush in 1849 and returning to the area known as New Santa Fe after this failed attempt at getting rich quick. A biography on his son states Josiah did have a business with Jim Bridger, another indication of his involvement in this lost history of the town. He left New Santa Fe in the height of the Border Wars and settled on a farm in Johnson County, where he died in 1895.

Vasquez died in 1868, leaving his stamp on the American frontier.

Jim Bridger, even after his venture in New Santa Fe, opened a business at 504 Westport Road. It is a fact he bought this building in 1866 from Cyprian Chouteau, nestled right up to Boone’s Trading Post, A.K.A. Kelly’s in Westport. For many years, it was the home of Stanford and Son’s, a comedy venue, and was for a short time a business aptly named "Bridger's Bottle Shop." Some to this day argue whether or not this building is actually older than Kelly’s because they were built within months of each other.

John McCoy, Alexander Majors & James Bridger
 Pioneer Park, Westport and Broadway St.

One cannot help but wonder if the literal foundation of the old “Vasquez, Bridger & Watts” business in New Santa Fe can be rediscovered. In April 1965, a publication in the Jackson County Historical Society magazine written by Mrs. Greenberry Ragan, states, “One of the old store buildings was built by James Bridger and George W. Kemper. The store keeper of this store was J.P. Smith.” It can be confirmed by land records that the west half of lots 7 and 10, the original lots bought by Bridger and Vasquez, were purchased by J.P. Smith from Henry Barager in 1856. But this is only half of the lots purchased in the original land deed. 

And what happened to these buildings? ….The Border Wars and the Civil War! More on this in my next post! :) 

By 1875, Jim Bridger was blind. According to a biographical sketch published in 1950 by the Kansas City Times, Bridger oftentimes said, “I wish I war back thar ‘mong the mountains agin. A man kin see so much farther in that country.”

In 1881, Jim Bridger died  and was buried on a hill ½ mile north of Watts Mill in the Watts Burial Ground (currently 101^st and Jefferson). He was later removed by an old friend and reinterred at Mount Washington Cemetery.

So much can be learned from these old mountain men and their dedication to the dreams they held. Those familiar with the area of Washington Township, Jackson County and New Santa Fe should be pleased to recount the expeditions of these men.

Gene Ceasar, author of “King of the Mountain Men: The Life of Jim Bridger” concluded, “(He) was the product of a young wild America, lost America, and there can never be another like him.”

I’m certainly glad that these trailblazers took the road less traveled.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.                                           Robert Frost