Safety Harbor Memories

Welcome to the new Safety Harbor Memories page!

As part of the Safety Harbor Centennial Celebration, we at the museum are collecting memories of life in Safety Harbor. We believe that it is the daily lives of our citizens and visitors that have made Safety Harbor what it is today so join in and submit your own memories of life in our city!

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As submissions come in, those who are interested in their memories being shared with others will find them posted here. If you find yourself thinking that your daily life isn’t history, read on, and think again!

Have questions? Give us a call at 727-724-1562!


 

“My Grandfather moved here in 1847. We have been here since that time. My grandfather did not want the new county of Pinellas to form. He lobbied against it here in Safety Harbor.”

 

“I remember growing up in Safety Harbor and going to Safety Harbor Elementary School. Back then, we were the Little Indians rather than the Sea Turtles. I also attended Safety Harbor Middle School in the old building before it was replaced with the new school. I was a member of the last graduating Warrior class before the mascot was changed to the Seahawks.”

 

“We used to come to get sulfur water at the free well south of here before the spa had it capped off. We came several times each spring.”

 

“I remember driving over to Sungroves on 580. We would go in to get the vanilla orange swirl softserve ice cream, but I always loved to see the groves. There was a small house set back in the groves where you would occasionally see a woman sitting in a rocking chair on or near the porch. The groves were also full of little goats. You could see them from the road running through the trees.”

 

“I remember the hurricane of ’69. We stayed home – Mom, brother, and I – my father was in the National Guard and had to patrol Clearwater Beach for looters. We had no electricity for 4 days. I remember the wind making a terrible howl and watching palm trees bend to the ground during the storm.”

 

“My great grandfather, George Washington Campbell, as first mayor, rowed the boat across Tampa Bay to deliver ballots on election days. I thought him such a hardy and strong man for this that I named my son after him.”