Weston, Missouri

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Weston is a city in Platte County, Missouri, United States. The population was 1,631 at the 2000 census.


The Lewis and Clark Expedition camped out near the location of today's city hall. Weston was the oldest settlement in the Platte Purchase of 1836 and was therefore also the farthest western settlement (thus, "West Town") in the United States until the admission of Texas as a state in 1845. Another suggested origin is related to a story about a discharged US Army dragoon by the name of Joseph Moore. He bought the land and then had First Sergeant Tom Weston of D Company, First Dragoons, stationed at Fort Leavenworth across the Missouri River, lay out a town plan. It is this individual the town is named for.

William "Buffalo Bill" Cody was at one time a resident of Weston, and the town was a major "jumping off" point for the Santa Fe Trail, the Oregon Trail and the California Gold Rush.


Weston is located at (39.413370, -94.897780).

According to the United States Census Bureau, the city has a total area of 1.6 square miles (4.2 kmĀ²), all of it land.

Williams family in Weston

The 1850 US Census places John Benjamin Williams and family in Weston:

1850 Weston Census crop.jpg

The autobiography of Clarissa written in 1888 has this to say about Weston:

After making a visit at St. Joseph, we went to Weston, a little town on the river.  We went to keep boarding house for 
Ben Halliday to board men to cut cord wood for the steam boats.  My husband's health had always been bad, now he grew more 
feeble.  After a time I took in sewing for the stores and anyone who wanted work done.  My husband still grew worse.  He was 
just able to sit up.  We then moved to a little house about a mile from Riatto.  There my boy John took sick and died of dropsy.  
He was sixteen months old.  On June 12, I had a daughter.  We called her Elizabeth Mercy.  She only lived seven months.  We took 
her to the same place to bury her.  My husband's cough still grew worse.  I began to feel that I did not have any friends.  I was 
hundreds of miles from my relatives, children dying, and my husband likely to die and me in a strange land among Gentiles, but I 
must say they were very kind to me.  I never saw people more kind.  They got it into their heads that he was a Mason.  In the month 
of March, (the 8th) 1851, my husband died.  The people were kind; they got the coffin made and everything done and never said pay to 
me.  Then they brought in donations from every house.  They even hauled wood and chopped it.  My husband and two children were buried 
in Weston.
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