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Pickettville remains. It stands ghostly and longleaf up through Jacksonville. The oldest houses burnt down, or still stand, some of them both. The churches, the farms, the canning kitchens, the sawmills and dairies–what happened? And can’t they still be experienced beneath the new factories and roaring semi trucks?
John Seymore Pickett was my great great grandfather. We actually own a lot of old property around there
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