Age and overcrowding of the Sevier County courthouse became a hot issue in the 1960s, with some voicing a desire to tear it down and build a new, modern building. County Historian Joe Sharp spearheaded the effort to preserve the current structure and won by a narrow vote of 13-11.
So, it's almost summer. Sure it has been hot, but, if you want to get technical, it's not summer yet.
I'm going to share something private. Normally I only talk about this with close friends and family members.
Quite a number of years ago, my friends Von Ogle and wife Margie sold their motel, and Margie said she wanted to get away for a long trip. My wife Jean ran into Margie at Gatlinburg’s Anna Porter Library, where Margie had been looking through some travel books. She told Jean she had decided on a trip to Spain.
"When we first heard it, we thought it was a hit song," said Oak Ridge Boys bass singer Richard Sterban of "Elvira," the group's signature hit. "But I don't think we realized how big it was going to be."
As a prelude to a centennial celebration planned for October, members of Pigeon Forge First Baptist Church have been collecting and sharing stories about ministers and laymen who have contributed to the growth of the church and community.
Last October, about a week or so before I moved to East Tennessee, I began writing a song that had a rare quality: I enjoyed it from the moment I first felt the inspiration.
On Wednesday morning, Sevierville Middle School teachers and administrative staffers fanned out to pick up litter.
A few days ago I was telling The Mountain Press Community News Editor Kenneth Burns about some of my earlier columns in the 1970s and 1980s before my current series began in the late 1990s. (Yes, I’ll have to admit, I was a mere babe when I began.) One series was titled “Stories from the Smokies.”
Photographer Jim Yett and pilot Jack Roberts boarded a two-person Cessna 150 at the Sevier-Gatlinburg Airport around 1:30 p.m. on Friday, Nov. 2, 1973. Yett, 30, a photographer for W.M. Cline Company, had hired Roberts, president of Smoky Mountain Aviation based at the airport, to transport him to the Cobbly Knob area near Highway 321. The purpose of the trip was for Yett to take aerial photographs of Cobbly Knob.
The week before Memorial Day weekend, we received a letter from a company we do business with. It said that no matter how we spend Memorial Day weekend, we should take a moment to remember the fallen.
Sunday, June 1, 2014, is National Cancer Survivors Day. A recent notice in The Mountain Press encouraged everyone to be aware of this important day, and to go beyond the awareness by encouraging survivors and showing appreciation to these warriors who have battled the dreaded disease. Those of us who know such survivors and have knowledge of what they have gone through and continue to go through can certainly understand why they deserve encouragement and a show of appreciation.
The heyday of singing cowboys ended decades ago, but you still can trace Western influences in contemporary country music.
In the 1950s, 1960s and 1970s, McMahan’s Store on Pittman Center Road was a popular meeting place for residents of the Richardson’s Cove and Caton’s Chapel communities. Located across the road from Bird’s Creek, the business was owned by Cleo and Exa McMahan.
Don Meyer died of cancer last Sunday. One of college basketball’s most successful coaches, he notched 923 wins over the course of his long career. He was 69.
Having served as master of ceremonies for the Gatlinburg Veterans Day program for many years, I have been interested in seeing the proliferation of TV commercials and programs for disabled, handicapped or paralyzed veterans recently. They have led to my paying attention to notes and articles regarding veterans as I have been sorting through files in a continuing process of eliminating some of the many items I have collected since my school days. (Just ask Jean about file cabinets, attics, storages and warehouses.)
The morning following the annual Sevierville Chamber of Commerce Banquet in 2008, chamber CEO Brenda McCroskey received a phone call from Jimmie Temple. After telling McCroskey how much he and his wife Marie enjoyed the festivities, Temple suggested a program about the history of Sevierville for the next banquet.
When catkins cover our driveway and pollen layers turn every car yellow, spring has sprung, finally. It's time to bring out the higher SPF sunblock and the bug spray.
My younger brother, Alex, is graduating from high school next week, and I’ve already given him a hard time for being a little too sentimental about it, but the more I think about it, I’m starting to get emotional.
I’m writing this column in Malvern, Ark., sitting in a guest room at a Holiday Inn Express, in which, according to all of those TV commercials, I should grow much smarter. I’m on the first leg of a car trip of 932 miles, give or take a few miles (according to the number of rest stops I have to make along the way).
Arrowmont School of Arts and Crafts is steeped in tradition. It also is rooted in the here and now.
Wanda Howard married Emert Hayes Fisher when she was very young. She soon found out that one of her husband’s favorite pastimes was fishing. After a few months accompanying him on his fishing trips, she mustered up the nerve to tell him she was tired of “going up and down the river banks fishing.” He replied, “Well, you need to find you a hobby.”
A little spring cleaning can be good for the soul. Sometimes you have to get rid of things that are holding you back.
I’ve always liked quotes.
When Paul McAlister answered a knock on his door on New Year’s Day 1965, he saw a man standing on his porch whom he had never seen in his life.