(c)2008 NPT PHOTO BY DAVID POPIEL While driving along Baysinger Road some months ago, I saw this unusual house number marker. At first I thought a calf had wandered too close to the road and then got close enough to see it was merely stone figure with large house number. I don't know who lives at the property, do you?
Perhaps it was the early Easter that ushered in the
earlier dogwood blossoms perfectly set against the purple redbuds in our
hometown and so can Dogwood Winter be far behind?
Maybe it was the 80-degree weather or the countryside painted
in every pastel flower color, and even high gas prices didn't keep people from
being outside and active last week. You may have been mowing, gardening,
driving to every yardsale or trying to get inside busy restaurants. At the end
of the week, I managed to take time for the grand opening of Wright's pool
service and was impressed with the expanded business at the East Broadway
Shopping Center. I got to
see many friends and met a few folks. I had not seen Alyce Moore since her
stroke but she looked great. There must have been a hundred people. Carson
Wright probably has one of the few indoor business pools filled with water. It
made a few of us like Tony Barnes, Amy Pitts, and Jeff Ball want to jump in. I
said "hello" to the businesses' employees, Linda Stahlin and Vonda
Banks. Outside for the ribbon cutting Dan Ford was standing next to a tall,
distinguished fellow. He is Ronnie Forrester, originally from Hot
Springs NC and a former Hickory businessman. His
connection here is that his late wife was Lois Woody. You may know that she is
a sister to Shirley Gregory, wife of Skip Gregory. Ronnie is anxious to get
involved in Cocke
County as a volunteer, so
you might want to call him up.
Later, I also had a good time at lunch with Vaughn Moore
and Billy Ball, a fellow I have admired for many years. But actually, know
little about him or his family. He did share something interesting about how he
overcame a serious health problem. I always thought he had some circulation or
heart problem but that was not the diagnosis of a most mysterious ailment. I'll
tell you about it later. Just across from our table at Cracker Barrel was Bobby
Gene Messer's daughter, Kathy. You recall some weeks ago we talked about his
liver transplant, and she told Billy that Bobby Gene is now able to drive
again. He and Billy are of the same age, 67, and are old school chums.
Last year I bumped into William "DoeDoes" Bragg
at White's Monument. He is a headstone cutter of names and dates. Then again by
chance I saw him at work at Union
Cemetery. He had been
asked to cut the date of death, Feb. 23, 2000, into the stone for Elva Woody,
wife of the late Edward Woody. It took DoeDoes about 10 minutes using a sand
blasting technique. He mentioned that Creed and Glenda McMahan were connected
to them somehow. So, I called Glenda, who manages Popcorn Video. She said that
Elva was a close friend of Creed's aunt, Margaret Jenkins, who died last year.
Elva lived near Green Corner. It was the first time I had seen a death date
blasted into a tombstone so quickly but to last so long.
At another event, on Wed., surrounded by good barbecue, I
got my best dessert of the week and also saw some new faces. Connie Frisbee,
human resources manager at Newport Utilities, introduced me to interim manager
Ron Fugatt. He is retired after some 40 years working in Chattanooga utilities and loves the folks at
Newport Utilities. The event was a celebration of the start of the $10 million
expansion at SI Group, formerly Schenectady International Chemicals on the old
Great Lakes Chemical site. Brenda Sluder who has worked there for years had a
lot to do with the great desserts. I picked the coconut cake and only by chance
later that day learned that Carolyn Ramsey baked that particular one. I could
imagine a super successful fundraiser being a bake-off between Brenda and
Carolyn. I'd love to judge that competition. Plant manager Jeff Prickett also
pointed out to me the osprey pair (These are huge birds that fish in our
rivers) was back on the giant nest on a metal tower at the chemical plant.
How's that for a safety endorsement. SI Group CEO & President Steven Large
came in from Viking land for the event. Judging from his accent he is "so
not from here," and told me his hometown was Birmingham,
not Alabama, but England. He knew about the nesting
ospreys and told me that at one of SI Group's Pacific rim chemical plants there
is a large tropical tree on the their grounds filled with giant fruit bats.
If you read Plain Talk sports, perhaps you saw a photo of
the Kickliter family. Our sports writer Steve Wilhoit happened to drop by to
tell me the rest of the story about the photo that was not evident to readers
not at the event. Matthew Kickliter, son of Dr. David Kickliter and Libby,
helped the Carson-Newman Chorus sing the national anthem at the Smokies opening
game Wednesday night. That's why Matthew was wearing tux at a baseball game.
Wilhoit covered the event for us. He and I are excited about the prospect that
you soon will be able to view hundreds more photos on the Plain Talk Website
photo galleries later this month.
By mid-week, I was anxious to ride around town to find
some news for you. You may have noticed some construction on a two-story front
being built off Hwy. 25/70 across from where Junior Hommel has a sand and
gravel business. At that business is a small shed for the scales operator, who
happens to be John Keller. If I've ever met him, it has escaped me, but he is
an interesting fellow and has a connection to Ronnie Bullard, who owns the
building across the way being renovated. Keller, of the Parrottsville Kellers,
retired about two years ago after he suffered a knee injury that was followed
by a blood clot to his lungs, which normally is fatal. He has worked in
maintenance all his life, and I hope to tell you more about him soon. One thing
he did note, as I looked across the highway and saw Ronnie Bullard, was a job
he did for Ronnie's father, M.M. Bullard. Back in the 1950s when the Bullard
mansion was being built east of Newport,
Milo Hurst was assisting. John hauled sand for Milo
to the Bullard house construction site. Since John is not quite 65, that means
he was a teenager and can still drive heavy equipment.
Being curious, I walked across the highway to find Ronnie
so he could explain his current project. I knew the old metal warehouse had
been used for furniture manufacturing years ago by Mr. Hazelwood. By summer,
Ronnie hopes to have created about 12,000 square feet of warehousing for his
own use. He has leased or sold most buildings he owned. The new front will be
stucco, painted and modern looking for his offices. I'll try to get a photo for
you when it is done. I did see Rusty Taylor and other workers out back where
added floor space is being built.
In plain talk, take a ride on a sunny or rainy day and
chances are you will find a former resident reappearing on our landscape.