Like a lot of regular people, I have some money in the stock market. We’re not talking Daddy Warbucks wealth, but I’ve invested enough that I pay attention to the market reports.
Throughout the Great Smoky Mountains National Park, evidence of houses and farms can be found. One of the most heavily populated areas was the Sugarlands community. In addition to private residences, the community contained churches, schools, and stores.
This past summer I read an article in The Atlantic magazine titled “Motivation Matters More Than Ever.” Just recently I picked up a new book titled “The Smartest Kids in the World – And How They Got That Way.”
In his review of the film version, Roger Ebert wrote that “The House of Yes” exists somewhere between “The Addams Family” and “A Long Day’s Journey Into Night.”
Have you ever gone through Ripley’s Aquarium of the Smokies and wondered what those private classes offered were all about? I will explain. Please read on.
It’s that time of year again. Thanksgiving is over, and we are moving into the Christmas stretch. Actually, it seems like most businesses begin to promote Christmas-related products and events in August, but I try to ignore that because I think we all know it’s a bit ridiculous to see a cardboard cutout of reindeer flying through snow while it’s 80 degrees outside.
About a month before his 85th birthday, tragedy struck West Barber. On Dec. 4, 1974, he was working in the shop of his home in Knoxville making Christmas presents. A piece of wood spun from his lathe and buzzed at his unprotected good eye. He’d lost the sight in his other eye as a result of a detached retina a few years earlier.
President John F. Kennedy was three years deep into his presidency by November 1963. He symbolized an optimistic future for those of us who graduated college in June 1960. He characterized what many of us envisioned as good for our future and America.
If you want to get a big dose of Dolly Parton the next time you visit Dollywood, you have opportunities. You can visit her museum, Chasing Rainbows. You can watch her filmed performances in the shows "My People" and "Heartsong."
Parts of Oliver North’s new book are tough going.
“We had a good game plan, but we just failed to execute.” Sports coaches have uttered these words many times. What they are saying is, “On paper, the strategy or blueprint we designed in order to win the game was solid and workable, but we just didn’t do what we intended to do.”
No joke: There are people who actually think the Great Smoky Mountains’ famous fog might come from a machine.
Located within the city limits of Pigeon Forge and only four miles south of Sevierville, Shiloh Memorial Cemetery is one of the oldest burial grounds south of the French Broad River. It is the largest cemetery in Sevier County. On the south is a full panoramic view of the Great Smoky Mountains, which includes iconic Mount LeConte. The eastern end of Chilhowee Mountain (known locally as Bluff Mountain) is visible looking northwest.
Recently, I bought a few handmade creations at the Amish store across the street from the Walmart in Sevierville. One of them is a wooden piece for my children’s room, which reads, “Thou shalt not whine.”
Located off Old Knoxville Highway on top of a hill with a view of the Little Pigeon River valley and the Smoky Mountains, the Murphy-Swan House was built for William Campbell Murphy, a Sevierville merchant, in 1883. The two-story structure is an example of an extremely rare tripartite-style dwelling built in the Victorian era.
On Sept. 17, 1953, a delegation from Sevier County visited the management of Cherokee Textile Mills in Knoxville to urge the industry to relocate in Sevierville. The passage of the Industrial Revenue Bond Act by the Tennessee Legislature in 1951 made it possible for municipalities to lure industries by offering property, operating facilities and financing through municipal bonds.
You might not associate rural East Tennessee with the social justice movement. But since 1971, the Highlander Research and Education Center, outside New Market, has held workshops, camps and other gatherings to promote progressive causes like environmentalism and worker health.
My name is Jake Old, and I’m the newest reporter at The Mountain Press.
This year, my children have become aware of the concept of death. Our cat has killed enough mice and birds and we have seen enough road kill, I suppose. Then, we stumbled upon the story of the Lusitania on one of our many trips to the library.
The Allman Brothers were singing about almost reaching the “End of the Line,” and that probably describes where the residents of some of Gatlinburg’s weekly rentals feel they’ve found themselves.
In 1955, William “Bill” Burchfiel Jr. approached several individuals with the idea of forming a local radio station. He thought a radio station would be beneficial to the growing community.
Printmaker Martha Martin is artist in residence at the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Her stint there began Oct. 4, the fourth day of the federal shutdown. Was she disappointed that the park was closed?
The Major League Baseball postseason games, now climaxing with the World Series, continue to build on a concept in contemporary athletics that is commonplace. I like to refer to it as “creative collaboration.” What I mean by this is, coaches and players alike realize and plan from the standpoint that each individual has certain strengths and certain weaknesses.
Chilhowee Mountain is a low ridge at the outer edge of the Great Smoky Mountains that stretches between the Little Tennessee River (specifically Chilhowee Lake) to the west and the Little Pigeon River watershed to the east. While the mountain in about 35 miles long, it rarely reaches a width of more than four miles.
Since our recent hike to see Grotto Falls, which I wrote about in my previous column, I have been obsessing over the Roaring Fork River. I don’t know why.