Showing posts with label homestead. Show all posts
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Friday, June 16, 2017

🚙2017 June 13, Tuesday, Day Trip to Bowling Green, Kentucky

We left home around seven; it was a great day for traveling.
Hubby and I traveled north on Highway 43 to Murphy's in Lawrenceburg, TN, where we filled up.

We stopped at Cracker Barrel in Spring Hill, where Hubby ordered a big breakfast, and I ordered two slices of sourdough toast, one scrambled egg, and two pieces of bacon, with iced tea.

Leaving Spring Hill onto I-65 north, traveling through Nashville to Bowling Green.
You can see the Corvette Museum and Car Plant from the interstate.

We arrived at the Corvette Museum a little before 11 A.M., stopping outside to take pictures of the Michelin Man, Air Tank, and Corvette on display at the entrance.

Designed especially for the 1996 Olympics in Atlanta, GA
Michelin Man, Coats Air Gage Tank
Hubby parked, and we went inside the museum, stopping to view a few Corvettes on display before going to the ticket counter.
We were given armbands and then told the plant tour was across the highway.
Our scheduled time to tour the plant was 111:30 A.M
Hubby let me out near the entrance and went to park the van.
I walked up the long corridor to the entrance and, once inside, got in line for tickets.
I already had our tickets, and I asked for a wheelchair.
The tour is about an hour long and involves a lot of walking. They recommended using a wheelchair if you have difficulty walking. (So I said yes)
I was wheeled inside, given a yellow time card, and told that my Hubby was on his way.
Bowling Green Plant outside (no electronic devices allowed inside)
We watched a video, and the 11:15 tours were called.
When the 11:30 A.M. tour was called, we lined up.
We had two tour guides, one at the front and one at the back of the line.
Before we went inside, we were all given safety glasses.
We followed our guides and were told to stay behind the yellow lines.
We stopped along the way for the guides to tell us about the assembly of the Corvettes.
The tour took about one hour.
We then rode back to the Corvette Museum.
Entrance to Corvette Cafe 
Entrance to Corvette Museum 
At the Corvette Cafe, we ordered a bowl of Strawberry Ice Cream from Chaney's Farm and shared it.
We ordered a Peanut Butter cookie full of peanut butter chips and healthy toffee.
We ordered one Oatmeal Cranberry full of plump cranberries, buttery oats, and Heath toffee.
We also ordered a Snickerdoodle Cookie, a butter cookie topped with Saigon cinnamon, from Christie's Bakery.
Eating Strawberry Ice Cream from Chaney's Farm 
Snickerdoodle Cookie & Strawberry Ice Cream
Inside the Corvette Museum building, there was the Corvette Cafe, Corvette Archives, Corvette Store, and the Corvette Museum.

What a perfect ride
Our picture was taken driving or standing next to a Corvette before we went inside the museum.
We took our time to view the Corvettes (many on loan from individuals).
Picture inside the Archive's 
Mini-Corvette inside the Archives
Our next stop was the Woodland Cemetery in Nashville,  where several famous people are buried.
Hubby took a picture of me in front of "The Possum" by George Jones.
He stopped loving her today around 44:00 P.M.
"The Possum" by George Jones
"The king of broken hearts"
He sang of life's hardships and struggles, somehow lightening our own.
His voice was effortless and unforgettable.
He brought unsurpassed emotional eloquence to every song he sang. 
He was and is the soul of country music. No one will ever fill his shoes. 
He is at rest, but his music is alive and ageless. 
He gifted it to all of us, the joyful and broken 
"Walk Through This World with me!"
Driving through Woodland Cemetery, we stumbled upon the Carper Homestead and the Hospital Water Source.
Hospital Water Source 
Because of the Generous, pure water supply available this spring, the area surrounding it was selected as a hospital site for the treatment of soldiers wounded in the Battle of Nashville, which took place during the War Between the States.
Water Source for the Hospital 
Carper Homestead
Known to be one of the oldest houses remaining from the early American era. Originally located on Cane Ridge Road in Antioch, Tennessee. The materials were removed piece by piece and rebuilt exactly as they stood when occupied by the Carper Generations. 
Donated to Woodland Memorial Park for Historic Preservation by the children of William Washington and Susie Black Carper
William Herman Carper
Ruth Carper Chasteen
Estella Carper Quest
Louella Carper James
Thelma Carper Ellicott
Kathleen Carper Huddleston
Irene Carper Chahoc
Mary Carper Pulliam 
Dedicated 1969
Carper Homestead
We stopped at Panda Express in Spring Hill, Tennessee, around 5:00 P.M.
We ordered Cream Cheese Rangoon, Egg Rolls, Broccoli Beef, and Honey Walnut Shrimp.
We stopped in Lawrenceburg at Mapco to fill up.
We were home around 6:30 P.M.

Another great day of adventures.



Sunday, January 11, 2015

Letter to Washington D.C.

Sir,
I am a homestead settler and am in some trouble in regard to some fine timbers that have been cut on my land 3 years ago.
I made a bargain with a man O.B. Wait for apportions of the pine on my land for so much money payable in payments once a year.

The contract stated that he should not touch anything in March 1870 to interfere with the homestead rights.
He went to cut the timber; I forbade him to touch it.
He then took off what he had cut, as he was not to make me any trouble.
I consider that his claim is not coming into force until I prove up my claim to be void.
Wait sold the claim to J.L. Stevens of East Laginane.
In February 1871, he cut about 30 thousand feet of cork pine. I forbade them from mooching it; they took it away.
I sent a complaint to Mr. Ripley and received his reply at the land office. His reply was that M.L. Stevens had been there and settled for it by paying $55.00.
In March 1872, Stevens cut about 80 thousand more and drew it onto the banking ground on my land.
Some of it is there yet.
Some dam the creek I made.
In March, I filed a complaint by letter with Mr. Bates, the receiver in the land office.
I went down and made inquiries.
He said he got no letter from me and was very sorry about it.
I saw Mr. Brooks, the commissioner, and he and Stevens had a talk; he told me I had better go home and that I could not do anything with it.
He said he could not find anything paid by Stevens in the books, and Bates said the same.
Henry of Lorpeer, agent for the Marshall, went in and looked at the logs, said he would come in 10 days and mark the logs, but he never came.
I wrote and asked him the reason, and he said he had met Stevens's Agent, he said they had settled with me, and I was satisfied and paid his expenses.
If there was anything he would see to it, I had never seen any of them.
I sent him 4 times, he answered that he could not do anything without Mr. Bates sent him.
I sent a paper containing the affidavits of the town clerk and the justice who witnessed my contract.
I sent it in July to Mr. Bermet and Mr. J Marshall, but got no answer.
If that paper could be found, it would prove that I am not liable.
One man is in Indiana now.
 I have shown a copy of the contract to Brooks and other prominent men; they say that I am not to blame, their claim is broken.
Stevens says he got permission from the land office to take the timber, but sent through Brook that he would give me $150.00 for the right to my timber. I will not do it.
They would take anything they could find and use it as a defiance.

This letter is addressed to Washington regarding Walter Rumble's land issue.


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