"Gold Star Mother Mrs. Ida Mae Francis Black “Jones,” attends a candlelight vigil in Miami Florida, holding her only son’s picture. Spec 4 Paul Jones 173rd Airborne Brigade “Sky Soldier," a warrior of a historic infantry unit was killed May 3rd, 1969. A volunteer, his sacrifices were extraordinary. Florida Highwaymen Historic Artist AJ Brown is rooted in a long line of military, and member of a "Gold Star Family."
Soldiers and warriors of their country, AJ Brown's family has historically devoted a lifetime of service and sacrifices to a brotherhood and sisterhood of heroes. In honor of a fallen hero and for the heart of a volunteer, Specialist 4 Paul Jones, our "Gold Star family," honorably served their country, followed in his footsteps and without realizing, honored his legacy! May God bless our family and the United States of America.
One hot summer day, July 23, 2016, in Fort Pierce, Florida granddaughter Salsa and I visited my mother, Cherry. Mother, I said, tell us my favorite real-life story about your brother, Spec 4 Paul Jones. A history decades-old that now seemed mythical was fitting that our fourth generation heard the story from her great-grandmother. My brothers Paul and Amos, sisters Jo, Ruth, and Martha, were raised by our single mother of Seminole Indian descent and great-grandmother D-eye, she was a full-blooded Indian, with hair she would sit on. My father German Jones was a young man when on his way to work one morning, he fell dead with a heart attack. He would always say, "as long as he can help it, his kids would never go hungry." Grandmother never remarried and times were tough. We were agriculture migrant fruit and vegetable pickers, born and schooled in the roots of Tallahassee, Florida. The Museum of Florida’s History displays the heritage of the Seminole Indians, a heritage rooted in our family, I added. Food was scarce raising six children; we labored fields up and down the eastern coast of America. Squatted in old abandoned houses, created makeshift furniture, grandmother was artistically gifted. Living in camps, hunger was well known, as we traveled highway to highway; we had no permanent place to call home; Highwaymen in every sense of the word.