On 29 January 1917, E.H. McKinney, a customs officer based on Green Turtle Cay, wrote a brief letter to the editor of the Nassau Guardian. This week, that letter helped unlock the hundred-year-old mystery of Green Turtle Cay’s own World War 1 hero.
When we moved Fish Hooks cottage in 2014, it was kind of a big deal. We had to stop traffic on the one route out of town, and the local folks came by to watch. Our local newspaper, the Abaconian even covered the move.
In past years, however, moving house was fairly common in the islands. Several older homes on Green Turtle Cay were moved short distances on rollers. A few, we’re told, were even floated to new destinations on the cay before being set in place.
But that’s nothing compared to the sorts of moves some former Green Turtle Cay residents made back in the mid-1800s.
It’s Reader Photo Friday!
Thanks to Mandy Bennett Roberts for this photo of the beach at the north end of Gillam Bay.
During the late 1800s, thanks to the success of a number of industries — wrecking, sponging and agriculture among them — Green Turtle Cay enjoyed a true golden age.
Perhaps not surprising, given that their British ancestors valued the flower for its beauty and perfume and used it to make medicines and teas, many Loyalist gardens in Abaco featured roses. Prized varieties were passed on by family members and neighbours.
I was happy to see my friend and fellow Bahamian author, Rosemary Hanna, recognized in this recent blog post.
Rosemary is the author of Pictorial History and Memories of Nassau’s Over-The-Hill as well as executive producer of the documentary, Nassau’s Over-The-Hill.
Over-the-Hill, for those who don’t know, is a section of Nassau located south of the ridge that borders the city’s downtown core.
First settled by newly emancipated slaves, Over-the-Hill is made up of a number of different neighbourhoods, including Bain Town and Grants Town.
My cousin, Evan Lowe, recently shared this historic photo of the Nassau Rugby Club on his Out Island Boy Facebook page.
The image was taken in 1940. We know that “H” is John Estwick “Ekkie” Lowe of Green Turtle Cay, and that “K” is Alfred Oswald Moseley.
A reminder to drop by Every Child Counts if you’re in Marsh Harbour around lunchtime, to support their make-your-own-sundae fundraiser.
The event runs from 12:30 pm to 1:30 pm and proceeds will be allocated toward the Eric Sawyer Memorial Award, to be given to a deserving Starfish Enterprises trainee to help cover their tuition costs.
And if you’re not in Marsh Harbour, please click HERE to find out how you can contribute to Every Child Counts in Eric’s honour.
A few months back, I attended a memorial service for Green Turtle Cay’s Eric Sawyer, who passed away unexpectedly a year ago this week.
Dozens of Eric’s family members, friends and Buddy Cruise pals from near and far gathered at his family’s bar, Sundowners, for an afternoon of reminiscing, music, laughter and more than a few tears.
If you’ve recently attempted to buy a 2019 GTC calendar or a copy of Those Who Stayed on this site using a credit or debit card and been unable to complete the purchase without first creating a PayPal account, I’m so sorry!
I learned about this issue over the weekend and, fingers crossed, it’s now been resolved. If you encounter any further difficulties, please let me know.
Also, several folks have asked where they can buy the LHBTF 2019 Wall Calendar on Green Turtle Cay.
Beneath a building near the mouth of the Apalachicola River, amid the debris field washed ashore by the storm surge, he noticed a small turtle. It was coated in sand and muck. Tom thought it was dead. But then, ever so slightly, the turtle’s tail moved.
Thanks to everyone who has called and emailed to ask about Wrigley over the past while. We have good news to report.
Since our earliest ancestors set out on dangerous journeys to new lands, the sea has been the keeper of their stories. Tales it surrenders in its own way and on its own schedule.
In the more than 30 years that Nicole and Larry Fleming have owned Coco Bay Cottages on Green Turtle Cay’s northeast shore, the Atlantic Ocean has yielded up many treasures – some strange, some amusing and some poignant. “Larry goes out almost every morning to see what the sea has brought up for us,” says Nicole.