Remember, Rockefeller secretly started buying all the property in Williamsburg until he got caught.
I did research there for a year.
Jes sayin’.
I remember when the present site of the fort was discovered in the early ‘90s. I still have the newspaper clippings. The archeologists were so excited because they thought that the original fort was long gone — sunk into the James River. At least that is what they claimed in published reports at the time.
I paid particular attention because my earliest ancestors on this continent arrived on 1st Supply.
What did Rockefeller really know? What did any of them really know? It is not for me to conjecture, but I remember that one man labored out there alone for a number of years while the rest of the archeological community laughed at him. Then he found the footings of the original fort. And it wasn’t that long ago.
I have spent time at Williamsburg, at the Jamestowne dig, and at the reconstructed “fake” Jamestowne Village. My time out at the Jamestowne dig was on a horrendously hot, humid, July day. The heat simply took your breath away, and the mosquitoes were viscious. All I could think about was that my ancestors must have had a harder time surviving the summers than the winters.
Indeed, my first ancestor did not survive. But, he had left a daughter back in England who came out to take up her inheritence. She married another Jamestowne pioneer and later died in childbirth. The baby survived. And, so it goes.