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JERALD GARRISON (deceased)
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Date: July 5, 2012, 4:17 pm
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Full Name:Jerald Garrison
DOB: 1802
Apparent Age: 35-40
Sex: male
Hair color:Grayish Brown
Eye Color:hazel
Height:5'10”
Weight:175
Nationality: American
Residence: San Jacinto, NV
Personality: Hard headed & stubborn, opinionated, independent,
determined, territorial, grizzly.
History:Not much is known about Jerald Garrison before he
arrived in San Jacinto, Nevada in 1839. Garrison was like many
people who had come West for the Gold Rush. What specifically
brought him to the small mining settlement is unknown as
Garrison wasn't a social person...(keeping mostly to
himself)...and he always managed to keep the conversation off
topics that had anything to do with his life before discovering
that he had been misinformed about the presence of gold in San
Jacinto but, instead of gold, he discovered the hills that
surrounded the small settlement we rich with silver.
From 1839to1844 Garrison continued to advance deeper into the
mine...never giving up. On a couple of occasions he was forced
to hire help because the deeper he went the more dense the rock
he had to blast through was. On those occasions, Garrison would
ride into town and get into a poker game. As the night wore on,
the weaker players at the table drank more and more so by the
time they lost their last pot they were fairly to very drunk.
Broke and inebriated, the offer of a paying job seemed like a
life preserver thrown into the sea to save a drowning sailor who
had fallen over the ship's railing. The only drawback was that
hangovers and dynamite do not go together well.
When Garrison discovered his mine's first vein of silver and he
legally registered his claim and the mine it came from...word
spread like wildfire through San Jacinto and nearby settlements
and those driven by greed and devoid of conscience began to
spring to life....each with their own plan to relieve Garrison
of his mine and its contents. Determined to advance the tunnels
of his mine and equally determined to not let anyone take what
was rightfully and legally his, Garrison started working day and
night...(sometimes through the night)...setting booby traps for
the predators and chipping away at the silver veins that ran
through the walls of his mine.
Late one night...(his third night of work in a row)...Garrison
was so physically and mentally exhausted that his brain wasn’t
functioning clearly and he made a fatal error when placing
dynamite to blast through some solid rock and before he had
strung the fuse just a couple of feet, one of the small dynamite
bundles fell from the spot Garrison had placed it. On its way
to the tunnel floor the bundle careened off of a jagged piece of
rock that broke into several large pieces and a couple of those
pieces landed on a large bundle of dynamite and the tunnel
became a long chain reaction of explosions killing and burying
Garrison in the ensuing cave-in.
Since Garrison had spent a lot of money in the settlement of San
Jacinto the community its citizens got together and got the
government to declare the Garrison Mine as an historical
landmark and the mine was sealed off but left in tact.
Through the following years, as the settlement of San Jacinto,
NV grew into a town, the US Parks and Recreation Service built a
small camp ground near the entrance of the mine and a plaque
telling the history of the Garrison Mine was placed near the
entrance.
Although Jerald Garrison was never seen after what would have
been his first death, there were times, over the years, that
campers reported hearing what sounded like a pick ax hitting
solid rock and the smell of bacon frying coming from the mine.
Plus there were a few campers that turned up missing after they
decided to sneak over the fence that had been built around the
mine's entrance and explore the inside of the mine.
Played by Candy
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