Showing posts with label history. Show all posts
Showing posts with label history. Show all posts

Thursday, August 21, 2014

the secret is out


The Girls of Atomic City by Denise Kiernan

AtomicCity = Oak Ridge, Tennessee, a secret city founded during World War II to help create fuel for the atomic bomb.

The local prophet came out of the woods in rural Tennessee with a vision of the future. No one believed John Hendrix or his ramblings, but it all came true… long after his death and 40 years after his prediction that the "valley in rural Tennessee would be filled with great buildings and factories and they will help toward winning the greatest war that ever will be."

The government came to rural Tennessee in 1942 and found an ideal spot hidden in the Appalachian mountain ridges, connected with a main railroad line, far enough from the coast… they came and surveyed and claimed the land, 56,000 acres, in the name of the government, eminent domain:

"Entire communities and the ways of life that infused them were to be wiped away in a matter of weeks. For some residents of East Tennessee, this was the third time they were evicted from their lands—both the Great Smoky Mountains National Park and Norris Dam having already claimed their share years earlier."


The scientists came to rural Tennessee, their groundbreaking ideas and experiments with splitting atoms had worked on a tiny scale in labs, and on a small scale in fields and forests, now to make them work on a massive scale.

shift change

The girls came to rural Tennessee, on trains and buses, having been recruited out of their own small towns across the South. Think Rosie the Riveter goes to the sticks. Why girls? Well most of the guys were away at war. Some young men also came to the site, recruited from high school or from the military. Some of the reasoning behind hiring young women:

"If you tell a young woman of 18 from a small-town background to do something, she’ll do it, no questions asked. Educated women and men, people who had gone to college and learned just enough to think that they might 'know' something, gave you problems."



watching the dials and gauges

Resources were scarce, everything being used for the war effort. But resourcefulness abounded. For example copper was needed for magnets - 8 feet tall magnets - but copper was appropriated for shell casings. The scientists and engineers put their heads together - what else would work? Silver!

"Who had a few tons of spare silver lying around? The US Treasury, so the District Engineer met with Under Secretary of the Treasury Daniel Bell to discreetly request around 6,000 tons of silver."


Oak Ridge postcard


Another resource used exclusively for war was nylon, and more resourcefulness on the part of the girls:

"Some young women even drew seams up the back of their legs to simulate stockings or hose, much of which had gone to war, where their fabric was needed for parachutes. If you were a woman handy with a needle and thread, you might get that fabric back in another incarnation: Many young brides had taken to fashioning wedding dresses from the very parachutes that had brought their loves safely back down to earth. Fashion’s contribution to the war effort, come full romantic circle."


warning sign


Secrecy was priority. Each worker only knew what their specific job was, not the big picture. The surrounding locals watched the activity, wondering what was going on behind the fence, "Everything's goin' in and nothin's comin' out…"

The girls took pride in their jobs and the fact that they were helping to shorten the war, even though they had no idea how that would happen. They made the best of the rest of their time, making lifelong friends, making homes out of the temporary housing.

Oak Ridge postcard

This book describes the science of atom splitting and uranium and fission (admittedly a bit over my head), but the best parts are those about the girls and their day-to-day lives in this most unusual of cities. The author found some of these surviving women, listened to their stories, and did an excellent job putting it all together in this book, American history that is so unbelievable, it reads like a novel. 

Oak Ridge postcard

Note: None of these pictures were seen until after the war was over and the secret was out.  


Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Harpeth River State Park

Harpeth River

site of historic Pattison Forge

Montgomery Bell tunnel
ridge trail






ridge trail view

pulpit rock

We visited the HarpethRiverState Park on Saturday, our goal to find the infamous tunnel. We were successful, finding the tunnel and a lot more, a scenic river with folks canoeing, hiking trails, and a history lesson.

Just west of Nashville, The Harpeth River winds through middle Tennessee, making a horseshoe turn around a narrow ridge, returning to within 200 feet of itself, known as The Narrows of the Harpeth.

Interested in the potential of water power, Montgomery Bell moved to middle Tennessee around 1804 and saw an opportunity at the Narrows to use water power for his Pattison Iron Works.

The HarpethRiver makes a tight bend around a steep limestone ridge, losing 17 feet of elevation in a run of 5 1/2 miles. Bell excavated a tunnel through the limestone ridge, creating a shortcut for the river. The hydropower derived from this drop in elevation was used to drive the Pattison Iron Works built by Bell.   
Montgomery Bell's Tunnel is one of the oldest tunnels in America. Though historic records are incomplete, it is likely that Bell both located the site and designed the tunnel himself. Slave labor was used to excavate the tunnel. The project is also significant because it is believed that all excavation for the 290-foot tunnel was performed using hand drills and black powder
The Montgomery Bell Tunnel, built in 1819, was the first "full-scale" water diversion tunnel built in the United States. It is also apparently the first "full-scale" tunnel of any type in the United States, according to histories of tunneling. 
"One of the oldest man-made tunnels in existence today."

The tunnel was declared a National Historic Landmark in 1994. It is now included in the HarpethRiverState Park"The oldest known full-size tunnel of any kind in the country." ~National Historic Landmarks 

The tunnel is the only thing left of the iron works from the early 1800s. The water flowing from the tunnel only adds to the peaceful setting, the hiking trial climbs the ridge over the tunnel, offering vistas of the Harpeth valley below. The only sounds are a distant tractor gathering hay and the laughter of kids in canoes. Even after stopping to read the informational sign about the iron works, it is very hard to imagine this as a noisy industrial location. Another piece of local history, gone but not forgotten.


Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Land Between the Lakes

Great Western Furnace circa 1855
The Homeplace Interpretative Center
Bison
elk
Quilts displayed at The Homeplace

We recently drove over to Land Between the Lakes. The 170,000 acre recreation area was formerly called 'land between the rivers' but when the two rivers were formed into lakes, the resulting peninsula was designated Land Between the Lakes National Recreational Area by President Kennedy in 1963.


We took the south-to-north route of the Trace and only made it halfway through the park, stopping at 3 visitors centers, the iron furnace, the bison range, and the elk and bison prairie. The Trace goes up the middle of the park, so we didn't see the lakes on either side. A huge park with lots of campgrounds and trails, even a 100 mile OHV trail, and 300 miles of shoreline, I am sure it is a very busy place in the summer months. But it was a nice drive on a cool spring day, not crowded at all, our kind of trip.

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Dunbar Cave









DunbarCave in Clarksville, Tennessee. The cave has been here forever, native tribes have left their mark literally on the walls, faint echoes of band music can be heard in the whistling wind, laughter of teenagers from the pool, now silent and closed, what will it be in another 100 years or so, will it one day open up and be discovered and explored anew by the next generation of spelunkers?


The cave is closed now because of bat white nose disease, but the surrounding park has hiking trails and SwanLake full of turtles and ducks.


A great story about the history of the cave can be found HERE.




Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Fort Defiance


Fort Defiance on the bluff overlooking the confluence of the Cumberland and Red Rivers in Clarksville, Tennessee. Civil War defensive fort, 1861.



View from the bluff, of the bottom land by the river and the long wooden train trestle.


Interpretive Center built 2011, 150th anniversary of Civil War.



Four acre park features earthen fort and walking trails.


ClarksvilleTN
Population 132,929
5th largest city in TN
Elevation 509 at courthouse, 382 at river
Founded 1785
'Queen of the Cumberland'
Confluence of Cumberland River and Red River





Sunday, March 10, 2013

tears of injustice

Cherokee Chief Whitepath (standing)
Cherokee Chief  Fly Smith (with bowed head)
Trail of Tears Park, Hopkinsville, Kentucky

The Trail Goes On 

The trail goes on.
But they stand at the end of their journey shivering in the cold
Shaking with sickness that no leader should endure
The trail goes on.
But they stand upon this ground,
One with head bowed in silent acceptance, leaning on his stick
The other with hands outstretched
Asking the Great Spirit to help him know the reason
For the grieving and the suffering of his people,
The women and children cry in their camp by the river
Stung by the frost aching from the lack of food
They look to their chiefs for answers
And in their eyes see only expressionless despair.

The trail goes on.
But two chiefs lie here in the stillness
Unable now to help their people
Throw off the oppression of the white man and his manifest destiny
Their pain lives on in these figures
Silent now beneath the sun and the stars.
And the trail goes on.

    ~Thomas E. Morris, Jr., December 17, 1989

     Trail of Tears Commemorative Park, Hopkinsville, Kentucky



Cherokee Chief Whitepath 
1761-1838


On our travels we are following along the Trail of Tears, in the footsteps of Chief Whitepath. Whitepath was born in 1761 near Ellijay, Georgia, our home town, in the area of the county that is now known as 'Whitepath'. He lived in this log cabin built by his parents:


This cabin was moved from the Ellijay area to Gainesville, Georgia on the site of the Northeast Georgia History Center, another connection we have to this chief, as this museum was built by Buddy. 

Now we are near Hopkinsville, Kentucky, and followed the signs to the Trail of Tears park there where we found the final resting place of Chief Whitepath, who became ill and died like so many Cherokees along the Trail of Tears. 

A Journey of Injustice:  Remember and commemorate the survival of the Cherokee people, forcefully removed from their homelands in Georgia, Alabama, and Tennessee to live in Indian Territory, now Oklahoma. They traveled by foot, horse, wagon, or steamboat in 1838-1839.


The park was deserted, the visitor's center closed up tight, the graves of the two chiefs are behind strong bars and looking neglected. It is a sad place, and not just because of the history, but it looks as those buried there are gone and forgotten. 



Thursday, July 21, 2011

Lexington, Georgia

Off the beaten path, way off the interstate are the small towns with character. And history. Lots of history.

Oglethorpe County courthouse, circa 1887


Lexington, Georgia is the home of the Oglethorpe County courthouse, a very impressive and immense building, with wonderful craftsmanship in the masonry and carving, the kind of work seldom seen today and impressively still standing after 125 years, causing us to pause and appreciate.

"Richardsonian/Romanesque Revival style, it was built entirely of local materials except for the limestone capitals on the columns, at a cost of $30,000. The Seth Thomas clock in the tower weighs 1,000 lbs, and was wound by hand until it was electrified in 1988."

carved limestone capitals on columns


home of Governor George Rockingham Gilmer (1790-1859), just one of many prominent statesman from this area


across from the courthouse, the rest of the town shows its age


Oglethorpe County jail, circa 1878

The Oglethorpe County jail has been undergoing renovation and preservation. "With its arched window crowns, quoins, and bracketed cornice and entrance, the jail shows a strong Italianate influence that is very unusual for this type of building."

This sleepy little town is one we pass through on our way home every weekend. We stopped last Sunday to look around and take these pictures, not leaving the main street.

Some online searching revealed the census of this town to be 239, in sharp contrast to the many more historical homes and churches and buildings listed HERE.

The history goes way back to the Creek and Cherokee Native Americans, the establishment of the colony of Georgia, tobacco and cotton farming, and home to many prominent political men in the state and nation, more history HERE.

So instead of breezing through these small towns to get to somewhere else, stop and walk around, read, learn, and of course take pictures!


Monday, January 31, 2011

Ninety Six



Ninety Six National Historic Site, South Carolina

Star Fort is one of the best-preserved Revolutionary War earthworks in the nation. The eight-pointed fort was erected by slaves under the direction of British soldiers (Loyalists) to defend the town of Ninety Six against an attack by the revolutionaries (Patriots).

The interpretive trail follows the trenches dug by the Patriots leading up to the fort.

Patriot artillery aimed toward the fort.

High fort walls, now eroded, built over 240 years ago.

Original site of the town of Ninety Six, only ghosts there now.


From May 22 - June 18, 1781, Continental Army Major General Nathanael Greene led 1,000 troops in a siege against the 550 Loyalists in the village. The 28-day siege, the longest of the entire war, centered on an earthen fortification known as Star Fort. Despite having more troops, Greene's patriots were eventually unsuccessful in taking the town.


An unexpected find here in rural South Carolina, a nice walk and history lesson on a beautiful Sunday afternoon.

More pictures here:
Ninety Six Historic Site




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