In my childhood my family would vacation in Florida. We would follow highway 19 and highway 41 which were two lane roads back then. What a different world. It wasn't until I was a teenager that Interstate 75 was finished, just in time for spring break, LOL.
There was the goat man. Maybe someone else has heard of him. We would see him along the highway in his horse drawn wagon with several goats in tow. I take it everything he owned was on that wagon. He was a fixture in those days.
>There was the goat man.<
Word would get out he was on the edge of town and everyone would take the kids out to see him.
The Interstate Highway system made a huge change in American society that few today can realize.
My mother has a picture of the goat man. I will have to see if I can find it. I hadn 't thought of that in years.
I saw the goat man in Georgia. Unless there is more than one "goat man."
The "Goat Man" is one Charles "Ches" McCartney. He travelled right in front of my in-laws house several times, we bought them a picture of him, the wagon and goats. He was actually from Van Buren Township, Iowa. When he was a young man a tree fell on him, crushing a shoulder, lung and elbow and hip. After that he took to the road as a part-time preacher. He was still alive in 2004, not sure of his status today other than he's in a nursing home near Macon, GA.
I grew up in South Georgia about a mile from U.S. 19, one of the main routes to Florida. My cousins sold watermelon by the roadside to tourists. Remember the Goat Man very well. He lived to a ripe old age, and died in a nursing home somewhere in rural Georgia, if not mistaken.