The town I grew up in just went through a court battle to change it's name from Lake City TN to Rocky Top TN. They won and there are plans underway to open an amusement park a lot like Dollywood in the new Rocky Top. I am not sure when all the changes will happen but I wanted to have some pictures of good ol' Lake City. It is a run down VERY small town but it has always been home sweet home to me. I can not imagine it tuning into a tourist attraction?!
The sign is from Chatman's restaurant it is over one hundred years old. My Mamaw used to eat there as a little girl.
This is main street!
This is one of my favorite spots in town--the creek that runs down from the mountain, the road that leads to my Papaw's childhood home Briceville, the old train tracks...The train still passes through and sounds its horn (which can be heard from my Mamaw's house) throughout the day, and every night at 3:00am;) I love the hazy fog in this picture, it's dreamy. The Great Smoky Mountains are more than great they are Amazing!
Of coarse we grew up singing the song Rocky Top but I am just not sure I like the change, especially to a place that has not changed much in a century. Well that is not quite true the name did change less than a century ago in 1936 from Coal Creek to Lake City. Coal Creek was a perfect name because the main industry was Coal. My Papaw started working in the coal mines at 14 years old.
This is my Mamaw as a little girl...she joked that she was born in Coal Creek lived in Lake City and will die in Rocky Top and never moved more than a mile away:)
Rocky Top might bring fame and fortune to my hometown but Lake City will always be home sweet home to me!
We are now home adjusting from jet lag. The last few days are always hard on my heart, it hurts so much to say goodbye, also to leave the lush beauty of the country to come home to urban living.
A few last Tennessee memories, that will linger my heart for years to come
Family joined us for one more traditional Tennessee supper on our last day.
We looked at old photos albums and enjoyed each other company.
I said "Gosh we got old"!
I guess Roland has alway loved babies
Roland holding me
Of coarse we had to get in some outdoor fun on our last day!
Jewels finally got to ride on the "real" motorcycle!
Saying goodbye to good friends is never easy
Good bye GREAT Smokey Mountains We will miss you!!! Even more so all of our amazing family and friends!
Every time I say your name in prayer—which is practically all the time—I thank God for you, the God I worship with my whole life in the tradition of my ancestors. I miss you a lot, especially when I remember that last tearful good-bye, and I look forward to a joy-packed reunion. That precious memory triggers another: your honest faith—and what a rich faith it is, handed down from your grandmother
2 Timothy 1:3-7