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A Visit to a Spook Easy                   The Tennessee State Fair was in its infancy when I got a chance to go to this much talked of place.   Once inside the gate, I stood awe stricken and wondered if it could be possible.   After touring the midways and...

A Trip to the Molasses’ Still   The smell of wood smoke filled the air.  It seemed to have some peculiar drawing power, which caused my curiosity to be aroused.  I gave in the urges to find where it was coming from.  Finally, I spotted the place and on arriving at...

A Haunted House                   It was just after dusk one night early in the fall that I made a call at an old dilapidated, uninhabited dwelling house located in a deep forest.   This house was said to be haunted.   The air was cool crisp and the fog hovered...

A Dime or a Tooth               A little red hen was in the yard very busy finding food for her large brood of baby chicks.   Her presence caused a thought to race through my father’s head as to how the little red hen could find some quick food and...

    Russell's son Charles Gregory with son's wife Celia Gregory   Russell Gregory   Russell Gregory was my great-grandfather four times removed, who settled into Cades Cove after 1818.   The American government removed the Cherokee Native Americans and made the cove available to white settlers.   Russell started his farm and...

            Moving Out of Cades Cove                    It was the day of our first move and everyone was busy getting their belongings together.   My few homemade play things were fondly stored in a badly worn black satchel.   The main articles of household furnishings...