Posted by: Joe on: November 14, 2011
As we continue our study of Tennessee history, we are enjoying a quick family trip to some of the easternmost and earliest settlements in Tennessee. This evening, the WISH Team checked into the historic General Morgan Inn in Greeneville, TN.
Monday, November 14, 2011 –
Our first stop this morning was a visit to the Andrew Johnson National Historic Site. Andrew Johnson was our 17th President who assumed the Presidency when Abraham Lincoln was assassinated. Andrew Johnson moved to Greeneville, TN from North Carolina when he was just a teenager. He opened a tailor shop around 1830 and used his tailor shop as a place to begin building his reputation as a skilled debater and politician.
Thankfully, Andrew Johnson’s tailor shop was preserved during the 1920’s when the State of Tennessee decided to build a brick structure over it exactly where it stood. Even the floor was added around the structure without disturbing the chimney.
Andrew Johnson’s descendants continued to live in Greeneville and worked hard to preserve and protect his legacy. Many of Johnson’s personal items are on display because his family recognized their value and protected them in order to pass them on to future generations.
Chloe enjoyed dressing up in clothing typical of the mid-1800s.
Johnson’s home during his early years in Greeneville is just across the street from his tailor shop. Johnson was not a man of great wealth at any time in his life; but especially early in his life, prior to his political career, Johnson’s simple house indicates an economical lifestyle.
The Greeneville area was known as an area of strong Union sympathy even during the period of secession during the Civil War. Andrew Johnson reflected this same feeling when he became the only U.S. Senator from a seceded state to remain in office. Johnson’s deep respect for the U.S. Constitution prevented him from supporting secession.
Greeneville is a beautiful small town with a lot of pride in it’s history.
Just a few blocks down Main Street from his Tailor Shop is the house and “grounds” (more like a large yard) that the Johnson family would call their home for several generations until the property was donated to the National Park Service for preservation.
All of the items used to furnish the home as well as all of the items on display are original to the Johnson family, including this top hat which was worn by Andrew Johnson himself.
This was a gift from France. It contained 40 pounds of chocolate candy.
“Andrew Johnson the old traitor”
During the Civil War, Greeneville was occupied by Confederate soldiers. Since Andrew Johnson was a U.S. Senator and then later military governor of Tennessee, the Johnson homestead was occupied by Confederate forces for the duration of the war and then vacant for sometime thereafter. After 1869, Johnson returned to his home in Greeneville to find the house in terrible disrepair and graffiti like this on the walls.
The NPS tour guide explains some of the repairs and renovations that Johnson’s oldest daughter oversaw in preparation for the family’s return from Washington, D.C. in 1869.
We enjoyed lunch at a cafe called The Tannery. The building is listed on the National Register of Historic Places. As you might have guessed, it was originally a leather tannery.
Look at those beautiful, happy, perfect children. They must have great parents.
Even though our driver had a tendency to get us lost, we were able to see some of the beautiful countryside along the way.
After seeing what is perhaps the smallest state park in existence, we visited Jonesborough, TN which is the oldest town in Tennessee and is recognized internationally as the storytelling capital of the world.
“This place is full of CANDY!”
“Cute and pink. Just like me.”
As quaint and gentle as Jonesborough appears to be, every small town is bound to harbor a few kooks.
This dog has a confused look for a good reason. Cole and Clark are barking at him. If you look closely, you can almost see what he’s thinking. “Uh, something is not quite right with those two.” Yes, big dog, you are correct.
Davy Crockett himself welcomed us with true pioneer hospitality.
“Ya’ll better watch it or I’ll do to you what I did to that bear when I was just a kid.” Yikes!
And then another “Yikes!”
Cole was bored so he decided to entertain us in our hotel room after an eventful day.
This was the view from our room at the General Morgan Inn.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011 –
Today was much less hectic than yesterday. Our plans were to see some mountains, see some beans, eat some beans, and go home.
We drove from Greeneville through the mountains to Hot Springs, NC. It was a beautiful drive.
The WISH Team enjoyed a brief “hike” along the Appalachian Trail.
What I said was “Look, Bush beans.” I’m not sure what they thought I said. Kids?!
This conversation went something like this:
Hostess: Ma’am, are those your children?
Anna: Yes. Is everything alright?
Hostess: The two younger ones pushing on the can are fine. And really cute. It’s the big one I’m worried about.
Anna: **Sighs** What now?
Hostess: Does he get out much?
Anna: Obviously not!
Posted by: Joe on: November 9, 2011
Posted by: Joe on: November 8, 2011
On October 1st, we arranged to look at a house here in Murfreesboro on Red Oak Trail
We walked through the house and then we enjoyed traipsing through the trails on the wooded 3.5 acres
As we walked, we kept looking at each with the “we love this place” look!
Afterward, we found a spot along Main Street and waited for the MTSU homecoming parade to begin. This year marks MTSU’s centennial year!
We also had the opportunity to watch the game from a private suite (which was pretty sweet!) and we invited Bob, Lynn, Sam and Kate Chappin to join us.
After praying about the Red Oak house, we decided to make an offer and asked God to put an obstacle in the way if this wasn’t His plan. We made our offer, they countered, and we accepted.
Back at Choctaw Trace, we began to frantically get items together for a yard sale. We sold furniture and toys; we gave several items to Goodwill and took about 3 or 4 loads to the dump. Our sweet realtor, Martha McDermott, came over and advised us on what to replace, paint, move, clean out or add. She also sent a knowledgeable home inspector, Jerry Black to advise us on the best way to tackle the overwhelming task of stripping the kitchen wallpaper and painting. We wasted no time on the transformation of Choctaw. Trevor and Morgan came up and hauled off our old, nasty carpet. Joe, Steve Bunner, and Grandaddy began laying the laminate flooring downstairs. A huge thanks goes out to Steve for spending two very long days, away from his family, at our house helping get the flooring finished!
Exactly three weeks after we looked at the Red Oak property, Ms. Martha pushed a FOR SALE sign into our yard. Now our prayer is for a buyer!
Meanwhile, through all of this, we attempted to have “school”. Some days our lessons have been on why you get a home inspection or square footage or just learning how to pitch in and help pack. October is one of Joe’s extremely busy times at work. All of his responsibilities regarding the filing of the 10-Q are mentally draining on him.
The big kids and I took a “house break” on the 21st and traveled to Memphis to see replicas of two of Christopher Columbus’ ships, the Nina and Pinta. Columbus’ men worked and slept on the deck of the ship. The ships had no extra space and certainly no luxuries like a table or bed. Needless to say our tour took less than an hour due to the size of the ships.
We also bought monorail tickets over to Mud Island. The kids had fun jumping over the scale model of the Mississippi River.
Chloe has just finished studying the US-Mexican War and will now be doing an 8 week study on Tennessee’s history. So it was perfect timing when I discovered that the James K. Polk home had an exhibit on the US-Mexican War. The kids and I loaded up and took a field trip to Columbia. We toured the house and grounds first and then viewed the exhibit. It was exciting to see Chloe connect Polk to the US-Mexican War.
Posted by: Joe on: September 25, 2011
Some dear friends of ours invited us to spend the Labor Day weekend with them at their family lake house. We enjoyed our time with them so much that we hated to see the weekend come to a close. All three families grew closer to each other and we cherish them for the wonderful people they are and the way they enrich our lives. Over the course of this weekend, while we were fishing and boating and grilling and laughing and eating, I was reminded how much we influence each other by our example. Great friends are a gift from GOD.
Posted by: Joe on: September 23, 2011
Chloe said she didn’t want to look at the camera because it was “spooky”. Chloe and her teacher worked very hard to memorize this portion of the Declaration of Independence. Her parents are very proud. Enjoy!
Posted by: Joe on: September 22, 2011
There’s hardly a better marker of time than a growing child. Even though time seems to creep along when nighttime feedings interrupt our sleep, we look back now and can hardly believe how quickly these days are passing us by. Lately, we’ve been all too aware of the passing of time as we take down Cole’s crib and begin to transition him into a “big boy” bed. Clark was excited to help disassemble the crib and as soon as Cole saw a wrench in Clark’s hand, he felt certain he was old enough to help also.
Posted by: Joe on: September 13, 2011
Posted by: Joe on: September 11, 2011
As we take a moment to remember those we lost. . .
Chloe memorized “The American’s Creed”. Enjoy.
Posted by: Joe on: September 11, 2011
In late July, Chloe’s Girl Scout troop took a trip to Savannah, GA which is often visited by Girl Scout troops across the country since it is the birthplace of Juliette Low, the founder of Girl Scouts. After lots of planning and logistical maneuvering, Anna was able to accompany Chloe to Savannah. With Anna along, the trip became a very special opportunity for Mother and Daughter.
The troop stopped for a picnic at a rest stop along the interstate. I’m sure the drivers were ready for a break.
Posted by: Joe on: September 9, 2011
Evidently, there is a new restaurant operating out of our home. One evening, I was met along the sidewalk with instructions to enter through the front door instead of through the garage as usual. I was greeted at the front door by the Maitre D’ (Clark) who politely asked how many was in our party. He made note of our response and then stood and just stared at us. After an uncomfortable moment of silence, we asked if perhaps we could be seated. “Oh yeah, that would be a good idea.” was Clark’s response.
Once we were seated, a kind young waitress informed us of the evening’s special. She so strongly suggested we have the special that we couldn’t resist. In fact, it was known as the ‘special’ because it was the only dish served at this restaurant.
Once dinner was served, we enjoyed ‘famous spaghetti’ and bright, attentive service.