|The Wild West? No, early DeLand. This view from 1882 shows the corner|
of Indiana Avenue and Woodland Boulevard. (Credit: Volusia: The West Side)
Several years ago, when I purchased domain names for future use for my novels, PersimmonHollow.com was already taken. I was lucky to get persimmon-hollow.com and persimmonhollow.info. That first URL belongs to a boutique in, of all places, Oklahoma. There's also a Persimmon Hollow Village, again in Oklahoma. It's described, on its website, as a collection of stores grouped together to resemble an "1880s Western Village."
DeLand once looked like an 1880s Western village, a real one. You need only view the West Volusia Historical Society photo that accompanies this post to get the idea. The 1882 view of DeLand shows the corner of Indiana Avenue and Woodland Boulevard, looking west. The image appears on page 243 of the historical society's 1986 book about local history, Volusia: The West Side, edited by William J. Dreggors, John Stephen Hess, and S. Dick Johnston.
One of the book's chapters is titled Persimmon Hollow. However, a clue to the origin of the region's early name is found in the previous chapter. It's the best explanation I've yet come across, and the book's authors attribute it to a man named "Hugh Vernon Bracey, who came to Beresford with his father in 1870" (page 237). He reportedly explained Persimmon Hollow as:
...a place where the spring water caused wild persimmons to grow in abundance. When the fruit ripened, deer, quail and other wild animals would gather there to feed ... It was one of the prime hunting spots of the few adventurous souls who had settled here at that time ... (237)What an idyllic verbal portrait, marred for my 21st century sensitivities by the mention of hunters. I do understand that homesteaders in early 1870s Florida hunted as a means of survival, not for sport. That would come closer to the turn of the 20th century, when tourists delighted in slaughtering our wildlife just because they could, and locals decimated bird rookeries so society matrons could decorate their hats with feathers.
I digress. DeLand today doesn't have a spring, and wild persimmons aren't common - at least not in my part of town. Springs bubble to the north - DeLeon Springs in the eponymous town - and to the south - Blue Spring in Orange City, Green Springs in Enterprise, and Gemini Springs in DeBary. That doesn't mean an equally jewel-like pool of water never existed in the immediate vicinity of DeLand. Perhaps one did 150 years ago. The allure of the term Persimmon Hollow lingers, despite the coldness of the trail. As with some mythical Shangri-La, we cling to what we can of a place none of us has ever seen.