James F. Reed - Post Donner Party Life

Post Donner Party Life

Reunited, the Reed family recuperated in the Napa valley for many weeks. In the summer of 1847 Reed took his family to San Jose where he began an active community life. He was a real estate developer and also speculated in various mining enterprises. During the Gold Rush, Reed headed to Placerville where he earned wealth mining for gold. Reed was a leading proponent of a plan to make San Jose the capital of California, going so far as to donate four city blocks to the cause. Reed died in San Jose on July 24, 1874, and was buried in Oak Hill Cemetery. Several streets in modern downtown San Jose still bear the names of his family members, including Reed, Margaret, Virginia, Keyes, and Patterson streets.

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