Friday, February 10, 2012

Monday, February 10, 1964 The Frances Hubbard Diaries


February 10, 1964
Monday, beautiful, warm day, 80'.  Sue home with cramps in stomach.  Clifton and David went to Poway in morning.  I washed.  The Rikards rode up with us to Julian in afternoon.
Comment:  Not sure if David and Dad are working in Poway, maybe they are just showing up at a union hall or job site...Julian was an old gold rush town, then, famous for apples...wonder if Mom made a pie from the Julian apples....

The town was named by Drue Bailey after his cousin Mike Julian, who later was elected San Diego County Assessor.[5]
The area was seasonally occupied by the Kumeyaay people, and in 1845 was part of the Rancho Cuyamaca Mexican land grant.
After the American Civil War, Julian experienced a gold rush. In 1869, A.E. "Fred" Coleman, a former slave, was crossing over what is now known as Coleman Creek, just west of Julian. Seeing a glint of gold in the stream bed, he climbed down from his horse to investigate. Having had previous experience in the gold fields, he retrieved his frying pan and began panning the sands of the creek. Learning of the find, others tried to trace the gold to its source. On February 22, 1870, the first "lode", or hard rock, mining claim was filed in the Julian area. Since February 22 was President George Washington's birthday, the mine was named the Washington mine. Soon hundreds of anxious men and families were rushing to Julian to stake their claims. Julian became a tent city overnight. In April 1870, the area's first saw mill was set up and Julian began to take on a more permanent structure.
While the miners were trying to wrestle the gold from deep within the earth, James Madison brought a wagon load of young apple trees up into the mountains. The fruit trees flourished in the clear, fresh air. Apples are still a big product in Julian, many of which are used for making the world famous Julian apple pies.

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