legacies&lore beauty abounds - The Ford Plantation
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legacies&<strong>lore</strong> ✴ <strong>beauty</strong> <strong>abounds</strong><br />
12 Richmond hill Reflections
<strong>The</strong><br />
Oyster House<br />
Story and Photos Michelle L. Morris<br />
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legacies&<strong>lore</strong> ✴ <strong>beauty</strong> <strong>abounds</strong><br />
<strong>The</strong>re’s something so endearing about an old historical site that still<br />
has most or all of the original materials and structure. When visiting<br />
places like this, I find myself getting lost in thoughts of what has occurred<br />
or what has been seen, felt and experienced right in that exact<br />
spot. It’s an unexplainable, nostalgic connection to things of the past.<br />
For the same reason, many historical sites are wildly busy tourist destinations<br />
all over the world. I’m here to tell you, the nostalgia of the<br />
Oyster House at <strong>The</strong> <strong>Ford</strong> <strong>Plantation</strong> is simply no different, and you<br />
feel it the moment you step foot on the bridge and make your way to<br />
the island where it sits.<br />
When I visited recently, I was able to chat with the gentleman<br />
who has called the Oyster House his office for the last 8½ years. Mike<br />
Womble is a naturalist and works full-time for the members of the<br />
<strong>Plantation</strong>. He says, “I’m not a historian...” although he possesses great<br />
knowledge of the building and all that surrounds it. We stood inside<br />
the Oyster House and I did my best to listen intently to all Mike had<br />
to say, while forcing myself not to be distracted by the myriad of items<br />
surrounding me. <strong>The</strong>re were cages of venomous snakes, a stuffed wild<br />
boar, fishing poles ga<strong>lore</strong>, a bow and arrow bigger than me, a stuffed<br />
duck, live snapping turtles, fish, a dried piranha and most certainly<br />
enough animal bones, teeth and skulls to fill up the backseat of a small<br />
car. Amidst all that adorned the walls, I noticed a small, framed black<br />
and white grainy picture of two well-dressed middle-aged men chatting<br />
it up. I asked about the image on the wall, and Mike began to fill<br />
me in on Henry <strong>Ford</strong>, and much of Henry’s story that was written<br />
right where I was standing.<br />
<strong>Ford</strong>, like many successful people, was a bit impulsive (or rather<br />
decisive) and knew just what he wanted and when he wanted it. <strong>The</strong><br />
Oyster House was built in the 1930s and was completed, from start to<br />
finish, in just three short days. <strong>The</strong> urgency was in place only because<br />
<strong>Ford</strong> wanted to use the building for a party that was to be held during<br />
the upcoming weekend – an oyster roast, to be exact. His friends had<br />
often teased him about buying such extensive property in “backwards<br />
Georgia,” and in an effort to shrug off the good-hearted mockery, he<br />
placed a sign on top of the entry doorway reading, “AIG-ROEG.”<br />
Try reading that one again, and if it’s still not clear, read it backwards.<br />
Clever man!<br />
Evidence of the untampered originality and age of the house was<br />
clear to me from the settling cracks and several uneven lines in the construction<br />
of the planks. In more than one spot, there was just enough<br />
space between the cypress wood planks that sunshine was spilling<br />
through. <strong>The</strong> original ventilation holes were visible at the bottom of<br />
the entry door, making it clear that there’s no central cooling or heating<br />
inside, indicative of that time period. Inside, seeing the two brick<br />
ovens filled my imagination with all that must have been prepared in<br />
them over the decades.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Oyster House has become a place of celebrations and connections<br />
for countless weekends since the original construction. <strong>The</strong><br />
members of <strong>The</strong> <strong>Ford</strong> <strong>Plantation</strong> (there are about 300 total), along<br />
with Mike Womble, place a high priority on preservation of history<br />
and nature. “We still use it for its original purpose – oyster roasts,”<br />
says Mike. “Homecoming of the members is in October. This year,<br />
instead of the oyster roast being at <strong>The</strong> Main House, it will be here at<br />
the Oyster House. We also do wild game dinners in the fall and winter.<br />
We’ve dug a pit and roasted a hog in the ground under the ashes. <strong>The</strong><br />
chef comes over and cranks up the two ovens inside the Oyster House<br />
and we’ll do pot pies, quail breasts and roasted snapper.”<br />
Mike is very passionate about his job and his service to the members<br />
of the <strong>Plantation</strong>. As the naturalist on the property, he manages<br />
everything from alligators to kids’ summer camps and maintaining<br />
bluebird boxes around the property. <strong>The</strong>re are so many elements that<br />
set <strong>The</strong> <strong>Ford</strong> <strong>Plantation</strong> apart from other similar historical sites and<br />
developments, but certainly having a full-time naturalist on staff, serving<br />
a group of members who have dedicated half of their property to<br />
preservation, is quite incredible!<br />
I left feeling more connected to the past and more drawn to the<br />
undeniable <strong>beauty</strong> of such a dedicated community of people. It is a<br />
peaceful and awe-inspiring place to visit, rich with history and great<br />
promise of countless more memories to be made. q<br />
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