This past spring, I discovered the Frisco Heritage Museum in Frisco, Texas. Initially, I went to fulfill an extra credit assignment given by my Western Civilization professor. I was to view the Quanah Parker photo exhibit and answer a series of questions. I did. It was a fascinating lesson in the struggle between the native tribal population in Texas and Oklahoma, and the pioneers who settled the land in the mid-nineteenth century. The photos told of the bloody toll the clash of cultures took on both sides, and chronicled the rise of the last Comanche chief from local tribesman to national statesman.
The museum is also host to a number of other permanent exhibits that highlight the city’s one hundred year history. Who knew that this bustling economic and retail hub was once just a dusty stop on the Shawnee Trail?
To give the visitor a first hand reminder of Frisco’s rich history, the grounds are home to a handful of historical buildings that date back to it’s inception. There’s a train depot – complete with train, the Lebanon Baptist Church, an old windmill, the Crozier-Sickles house, and the Smith-Muse house. They are all wonderfully preserved and give an insightful glimpse into the past.
I’ve been back several times now, camera in hand. This weekend, I stumbled across some photos I took on my last trip. Hope you enjoy.
Of Bears and Boating 