The world seems all messed up right now, doesn’t it? A dear friend uses the phrase “upside down and backwards” and I think we all can relate. In these troubled times, we can get overwhelmed with all that is going on that is out of our control. But you can control you! After all, nobody does you better than you! So I want to encourage you to be intentional with how you are living your life and actively pursue a healthier and happier you.
A Salute to Campers
There are designations used to denote time to help keep historical events in perspective. There is B.C., B.C.E., and A.D. In the beginning of attempting to label events in historical time perspectives, people counted years by such things as Greek festivals or Roman emperors. Old Testament scripture alludes to this practice (e.g., “In the year that king Uzziah died I saw also the LORD . . .: Isaiah 6:1 KJV). As people converted to Christianity in the New Testament era, they wanted to count their years by Christian events. “A.D.” stands for Anno Domini, which is Latin for “year of our Lord,” and it means the number of years since the birth of Jesus Christ. Some people use “C.E.” instead of “A.D.” “C.E.” stands for Common Era, and people use it in order to avoid Christian references. (Source: https://quatr.us/science/what-does-a-d-mean.htm, Retrieved June 22, 2020) Ironically, I first learned about “C.E.” while teaching Sunday School!
Personally, I have another time for the demarcation of time which I reference as “B.M.”—Before Marriage. In those days a college friend of mine and I would get together at least once a month and do something. Usually it was nothing more than going to the now obsolete East Towne Mall and walking through all the shops before eating at some restaurant. There was one time, however, that we decided to go camping.
My friend and I took my old Buick Skylark with its digital speedometer, peeling black paint and red interior and loaded some firewood in the trunk. We didn’t even really know where we would wind up, but that turned out to be a campground between Pigeon Forge and Gatlinburg. We were close to other campers, but not so close as to hear their conversations or for intrusion. There was a comfort knowing that we were isolated by darkness though not by distance.
We took simple canned food that we could heat over an actual campfire. To round out the essentials, we took a few pots and utensils. After we ate our humble but filling, satisfying meal, we silently read by firelight our respective choice material. I took Stephen King, and it’s an interesting experience to read the Master of Horror by firelight. No way would I have done that had I been totally alone. We slept in the tent my friend provided. My friend must have “roughed it” a few times before, but this was my first campout. While my friend brought a sleeping bag, I had brought some old quilts that were practically country rags. I don’t remember whether or not I had a pillow, but I think I slept as well as Stephen King would let me as he trampled through my mind throughout the night. Though the experience was pleasant, my friend and I never camped together again. And to this day I have never “roughed it” again. Perhaps someday . . .
When I began dating my wife, she and each of her siblings had campers at a local campground. Tagging along was a learning experience for me. One of her brothers practically lived at the campground year round in an Airstream. I had never heard of an Airstream, and Airstream campers are the Cadillacs of camping. Even to my camping ignorance, Airstreams are impressive and classy. My wife went through a period in which she bought at least three older models within one year. That was the first time I worried about her.
My wife’s older brother, younger sister and their spouses had more modern campers. They tended to visit the campground on weekends and during the weeks the men were on vacation from their jobs. My wife’s brother in particular seemed to love building decks for other campers who wished to park their campers permanently at the campground.
My wife had a fifth wheel camper. “Fifth wheel” was a term with which I was not familiar until I made her and the campground’s acquaintance. I was more familiar with the term “third wheel” as in reference to “two’s company, three’s a crowd.”
Several things about my wife and her family’s view of camping amazed me. My idea of camping was “roughing it,” much like Gilligan’s Island (“no phones, no lights, no motor cars . . .”). I was intrigued that people spent money to leave comfortable homes to go to equally comfortable campers, both home and camper with practically the same conveniences!
I asked my wife what interested her about camping. One of the things she mentioned was visiting with the other campers. For her personality, that was an appeal—for me, I could visit with all the characters I wished in any one of the thousands of books in my home library without having to leave my easy chair. If some of the characters with which I interacted through the printed word were tiresome, boring (as I’m sure I was to many campers I met), obnoxious, rude, drunk—however undesirable, all I had to do was shut the book. When such people are literally “in your face”, it’s much harder to ignore. There were several good people at the campground. I even met toward the end of my wife’s camping period Lee Janeway, a gentleman whose mother had been my Uncle Tom Mincey’s first wife! It is indeed a small world.
The appeal of camping for those in the campground my wife frequented wasn’t lack of modern conveniences. Every camper seemed to have electricity, coffee makers, televisions, radios, grills—all the modern conveniences. How can a person “get away from it all” when replicas of everything at home are at the campground? Even campfires weren’t for cooking food and getting closer to nature—they seemed to turn into nothing more than places to get mosquito bit with an audience.
Modern camping just seems so far removed from the type our ancestors would have enjoyed. A definition of camping in an email I received prompted this article:
CAMPING: WHERE YOU SPEND A SMALL FORTUNE TO LIVE LIKE A HOMELESS PERSON.
Don’t get me wrong—I have nothing against camping for those that enjoy it, no matter the method. Camping can be a wonderful bonding experience for families and friends who enjoy this particular method of relaxation. And goodness knows, there are many worse ways to spend money. After all, not one of us had one penny when we came into this world, and we’ll not carry one penny out with us.
Campers—I salute you! May your pleasures be many, your mosquito bites be few!
I saw it on a TV commercial when I six years old and had a conniption fit.
As most of you know by now, I was such a little tomboy. But I was a tomboy who loved ballerina stuff. There, I admitted it.
Now I wasn’t into ballet itself. What I loved was what the ballerinas wore. I loved their dresses, especially the tutus. I also loved their shoes and tiaras. Actually, I called them “little crowns.”
The number of people with chronic non-cancer pain prescribed an opioid medicine worldwide increased in the last two-and-a-half decades. But there was only a small number of studies reporting prescription data outside the United States, finds new research. Chronic pain unrelated to cancer includes conditions such as chronic lower back pain, osteoarthritis and rheumatoid arthritis.
Summer is my least favorite season with the bugs and all the heat and humidity. With winter when it’s cold you throw on another layer of clothes and your good, but with summer you can run around buck naked and still be miserably hot just standing around. And then there is all the sweating, a particular negative in public, with the B.O. and wet spots under your arms and the small of your back. Summer season is sweaty season, and something I do not like. However, some personal research has revealed that I need an attitude adjustment, for it turns out sweating does the body good.
Twenty years ago a colleague at Niota School (in McMinn County) mentioned she was working the census and getting pretty darned good pay. I needed a bit of extra cash as I was preparing for a get-together with a bunch of girlfriends down in Florida, so I went to the census meeting. They didn’t have online applications at that time.
At the July meeting, the Union County Heritage Festival Board and Committee voted to postpone the Heritage Festival to 2021. “We decided to take that country road right on into next year,” commented Director Marilyn Toppins. "With every East Tennessee county experiencing spread above the CDC containment threshold, the risk overcame the ability to keep our patrons and volunteers safe."
When Mayor Jason Bailey was elected in 2018, Historic Union County interviewed him, and he stated his aim to promote everything positive about Union County.
In a recent interview, Bailey was asked to revisit our previous article, which can be found at historicunioncounty.com/article/mayor-bailey-looks-ahead, for an update.
Parks and Recreation:
Bailey believes “Parks and recreation are a huge part of the county.”
City Judge Darrick Edmondson administered the oath of office to Mayor Gary Chandler, Alderman Gordon Bright, and Alderman Rebecca Lock at the July meeting of the Board of Aldermen.
Chandler and Bright are incumbents while Lock is a newcomer who takes the seat voluntarily vacated by Marilyn Toppins at the end of her appointed term.
You just never know where life is going to take you, but David McCollough is so thankful that life landed him here, serving and enjoying Union County communities. McCollough was raised in Alabama, and has come far to settle into his Tennessee home.
As a young man attending Troy University, he considered a career in either business or coaching but ultimately decided business was the path for him. Fresh out of college he initially secured a logistics position in the transportation industry. After some time, McCollough observed that sales appeared to be a better opportunity.
While it is well known that excessive text messaging can result in sore thumbs, less is known about its possible effects on the neck, arms and hands. Young adults with symptoms in these parts of the body use a different technique when texting, according to a new study.
Ergonomist Ewa Gustafsson studied mobile phone habits among 56 young adults who text- message on a daily basis. Half of the subjects reported problems with the neck, arms or hands, while the other half had no such symptoms.
We all know that farmers markets, or your own garden, are the best place to pick up fresh fruit and vegetables, but did you know you can learn a lot while at the market? Check in at the Union County Farmers Market information booth when you arrive, as the “Farmers Market Fresh” program has returned to the market.
Continuing from "Of Hearth And Hoe" by Bonnie Heiskell Peters:
"Although the government began to clamp down on the illegal handling of sugar by requiring store operators to keep records of sugar purchases, there was still little problem in obtaining sugar. Store operators simply juggled their books and falsified their reports. Often merchants sold sugar to still operators and received payment for sugar plus a bonus for allowing the purchase to be made.
John 14:2 “In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.” (KJV)
Jesus spoke the words recorded in John 14:2 during the final week of His earthly ministry before His crucifixion! Jesus had been dropping hints to his Disciples about his true intentions as the Lamb of God from the moment he first called his Twelve Apostles, nearly three-and-a-half years earlier.
If I could be a cartoon character, I would have to choose Speedy Gonzales.
Why? Not because I have mouse ears and whiskers. Which I don’t, by the way. It’s because I am always in a hurry. Needless to say, that has caused me a few problems.
One such problem is my handwriting. Ironically, I’m a writer who has horrible handwriting. I am so thankful for the modern convenience of computers. Unfortunately for me (and my teachers) we didn’t have one when I was in high school.
I learned how to preserve food from my mother, sister and mother-in-law. Sadly, just a few years back, canning and preserving had almost become a disappearing ritual due to the busyness of today’s life.
These days, home canning and preserving food is regaining popularity due to the empty grocery shelves that have accompanied the COVID-19 pandemic.
It used to be popular, and may still be, for a place to announce, “George Washington [or other historical figure] slept here.” Goodness knows that if could ever make such a claim, I would want to be able to say, “Abraham Lincoln slept in my house.” Interestingly enough, I have come close to being able to truthfully say this.
By: Steve Roark
Volunteer Interpreter, Cumberland Gap National Historical Park
Being outside is normally a lot of fun, but sometimes you pay a price when you run into a nest of chiggers. For their size, these little guys are a real pain in the belt line.
Chiggers are actually baby mites. They are almost too small to be seen with the naked eye, and are red with eight legs. The adults, which can be seen, feed only on plants and are not a problem for us, except for their laying eggs that make more baby chiggers.
I have been watching the Turner Classic Movie channel quite a bit lately. I found a mystery series based in the 1920s that piqued my interest in that era. The Great War was over. Veterans were trying to adapt to civilian life. Gone were the hobble skirts and ostrich- feathered ladies hats. It sort of reminds me of the aftermath of World War ll. We were in a time of transition then, too.
Bulk pork sausage is one my favorite "go-to" meats for supper. It's cheap to buy and stores well in the freezer. No worries about getting freezer burnt. It comes well wrapped from the store.
I remember when I was a housewife with small children at home. It seemed that my husband's paycheck had a hard time covering enough groceries to last until the next paycheck, but I always had potatoes and onions. Bulk pork sausage from the freezer was the basis for a number of meals.
Do you remember seeing School House Rock between Saturday morning cartoons as a kid? Those animated short films offered tidbits in three- to five-minute helpings, introducing otherwise sophisticated concepts of civics, economics, grammar, history, and mathematics to young minds in a way kids could easily digest them. One of my favorite episodes was The Preamble (Season 4, Episode 4 - Nov.
I still say it was the ants’ fault.
A few years ago, we were visiting some relatives in Ormond Beach, Fla. On every trip, we have a tradition of driving south to Pirate’s Cove Miniature Golf in Daytona. It’s a lot of fun and they have pirate trivia signs everywhere. Who knew pirates could be so interesting?
I was born a Caucasian female. I am neither proud, nor ashamed of that fact. It has probably influenced the course of my life, but was beyond my control. Therefore, it is just a fact. What I have done with that fact during my formative years and to date was, and is, somewhat within my control. As with every human being.
Picture it—I’m sitting in my living room in my usual spot on the loveseat. It’s the evening of the day of my latest medical procedure. I was not able to eat solid food for one full day before the procedure, so I am indulging in a delicious supper of fried egg and bacon sandwiches that my wife prepared especially for me.
I can remember a time when all my meals were eaten at the kitchen table with my mother and father. At that time it would have been unthinkable to eat a meal in the living room in front of the television. A snack, maybe, but never a meal.
The Union County Farmer’s Market is still up and going on Saturday’s (10am-1pm) lasting through October in the parking lot of Wilson Park, next to the high school. This farmer’s market is essential for the farmers around the county. Here they have the chance to promote their products as well as make a profit. Isn’t that what we all want? Fresh produce from the farm to the table is a nice exchange for processed foods or even some that are “fresh” in your local grocery store may not be as fresh and tasty as what you will more than likely find at your local farmer’s market.
The blackberry (Rubus allegheniensis) is a plant known for its delicious fruit this time of year and nasty thorns any time of year that make walking through a colony of them difficult and painful. It is normally found on disturbed areas such as timber harvests and neglected farmland.
The canes grow up to 6 feet tall, are green to red in color depending on age, and have leaves that form in clusters of 3 to 5. The flowers are white with five petals, and bloom late spring, identifying one of the many cold snaps (blackberry winter) common during that time of year.
I simply can’t help it. Whenever we drive by a country church, I look for a homecoming shed and wonder if they still use it. Then my mind goes back to my childhood.
Like most kids, I looked forward to certain dates with anticipation: Christmas, birthdays, Field Day at school, and last, but not least, Homecoming at church.
The excitement for me started as soon as I woke up the Sunday morning of Homecoming. We quickly got ready for church and went down to my grandparents’ house. The smell that greeted us at the door was simply heavenly.
I signed the many papers required to buy my house on May 1, 1991 and moved that weekend. My colleague Deanie Carver used her pickup truck to help me move several boxes of books (of course, these important items were first to be moved). The late Adrian Shoffner and Rev. Joe McCoy helped me move the household furnishings. Preacher Joe has never forgotten the ordeal moving that upright freezer into the basement turned out to be. I felt so guilty that I didn’t go to church that Sunday, but I couldn’t find my dress shoes in time to get ready!
After finishing the patio area in our backyard there was an open area inside the arc of crepe myrtles that my wife said would be the perfect place for a picnic table. After much discussion we decided on a modification of a design we found on the net, shortening the length from eight feet to seven and making it eight 2x4’s wide instead of seven. The only place I could buy cedar lumber was at the other end of Knox County, a mildly inconvenient trip made more so by the pandemic. I bought two extra of both 2x4’s and 2x6’s, which turned out to be a good thing.
Have you noticed the canned luncheon meat on the grocery shelf, next to the Spam? It resides there because it really is the same as Spam, just in a plain wrapper and cheaper. Use whichever one you like. I personally think the Spam tastes better. This simple recipe is delicious. It doesn't look like much as you stir it together, but you are in for a surprise. It tastes great.
It’s that time of year when children are out of school and need something productive to do that will keep themselves, and their parents, sane. Flying to the rescue comes a summer reading program which will motivate children to not only fill time productively, but expand their knowledge by reading. Entering a different world where imagination is key, time is no longer, and nothing else exists is often the highlight of a summer break for many children.
About 80 percent of adults experience lower back pain in their lifetime; it is the most common cause of job-related disability. Many argue that prescribing opioids for lower back pain contributed to the opioid crisis; thus, determining the quality of lower back pain in clinical practice could provide an effective tool not only to improve the management of lower back pain but also to curb unnecessary opioid prescriptions. Several studies have documented increases in medication prescriptions and visits to physicians, physical therapists, and chiropractors for lower back pain episodes.
In the spirit of “Are You Smarter than a Fifth Grader?” a hit game show that challenges adults to answer grade-school questions, I find myself wondering if the average adult remembers important lessons learned about the historical figures who helped shape our great nation. Recently, I was pondering Abraham Lincoln. Hopefully, we all remember that Abraham Lincoln was the 16th president, delivered the Gettysburg Address, and signed, by Executive Order, the Emancipation Proclamation. Today, however, my thoughts flow beyond historical events and more toward who he was as a person.
This very day I received the following statement in my email:
Every Southerner knows that tomatoes with eggs, bacon, grits, and coffee are perfectly wonderful; that red eye gravy is also a breakfast food; that scrambled eggs just ain’t right without Tabasco, and that fried green tomatoes are not a breakfast food.
There has been since the beginning of American history a distinct difference between the northern and southern parts of our country. Many of these differences are God ordained, such as the geographical features. Allow me to provide a very simplistic view.
Most people wouldn’t consider this to be a fond childhood memory, but I do.
As a child, I was such a tomboy. Actually, I still am, or so I like to think. Anyway, if it was a warm and sunny day, I was running and playing outside. As my Mamaw Jo used to say about me, “I swannie, she goes wide open.” I think that meant I was running with everything I had. If so, she was right, I was.
With social distancing a very real thing these days, I have been extremely impressed with how my husband, Brent, and I have handled the forced togetherness. For many months now, it has been just the two of us. We were already isolated on our 30 acres where we can’t see any neighbors and no neighbors can see us; but C-19 has taken self-isolation to a whole other level.
Now I'm wondering if maybe I’ve been a bit too smug in thinking we had this covered.
The next regular workshop and meeting of the Union County Board of Education was scheduled for Thursday, August 13, 2020 at Union County High School. The workshop will begin at 6:00 p.m. with the meeting immediately to follow.
REGULAR WORKSHOP UNION COUNTY BOARD OF EDUCATION Union County High School Auditorium THURSDAY, AUGUST 13, 2020 6:00 p.m.
Marie Ann Muntz-age 47 of Sharps Chapel passed away suddenly Monday, August 10, 2020 as the result of an automobile accident. Preceded in death by parents, Leonard and Mary Ilean Dillion. She was a very precious housewife and a friend to all.
Survivors left behind include her husband, Robert Muntz, Sharps Chapel; two sisters, Judy Mace and Linda Pickens, both of Indiana.
A celebration of life service will be held at a later date. Arrangements by Cooke-Campbell Mortuary, Maynardville.
William “Billy” Emery Mihaltian-age 72 of Luttrell passed away Monday, August 10, 2020 at Big South Fork Medical Center. He had been a resident of Huntsville Manor Nursing Home. Billy was a retired contractor building houses and also operated the Union Ground Mall in Maynardville. Billy was an accomplished guitar player and drummer with various local bands. Preceded in death by father, Peter Mihaltian; sister, Angela Claire Mihaltian.
Delores (Dee) Norris Koontz, age 89 of North Knoxville, passed away Friday, August 7, 2020. Preceded in death by parents, Mode and Lottie Riffey Mink; husbands, Clarence Norris and Dewey Koontz; son, Moe Norris; grandson, Michael Norris and all of Dee’s siblings. She is survived by her children, Saundra, Allen (Hazel), Darrell (Becky), Edna (Ricky), and David (Karen); many grandchildren, great-grandchildren, great-great grandchildren, and several step children. The family will receive friends from 5:00-7:00 PM on Tuesday, August 11th at Mynatt Funeral Home Fountain City.
“The Legend” Larry Woodrow Cox age 75 of Knoxville passed away at home on Thursday, August 6, 2020. Larry served in the United States Army from 1963-1966. Afterwards he joined the Knoxville Police Department and served from 1967-1996 when he was severely injured in an on the job car accident which resulted in him being disabled and unable to return to the job he loved.
Johnny E. Jones, age 81, of Halls formerly of the Gibbs community, passed away peacefully at his home 3:00pm Wednesday, August 5, 2020, surrounded by his family. He attended Graveston Baptist Church and faithfully read his bible daily. He was a 1957 graduate of Gibbs High School. He was the owner of Jones Refrigeration for many years. He was an avid Kentucky Wild Cat Basketball fan. Preceded in death by parents, Luella and Edmond Jones and brother Dr. Edward Branson.
Connie (Smith) Macklin – age 64 of Maynardville, passed away suddenly on August 6, 2020. She was a member of Valley Grove Baptist Church.
She is preceded in death by parents, Glen and Ina Mae Smith; and mother-in-law, Donna Macklin. Connie is survived by husband, Rick Macklin; siblings and spouses; and many nieces and nephews.
Daniel Lee Baker, born October 24, 1946 in Knoxville, TN, passed away August 1, 2020 in Pigeon Forge, TN. Preceded in death by parents John Baker and Eula Effinore “Effie” Wilson Baker, brothers John Wayne and George Caswell Baker.
Julian Osborne, 18 yrs old, passed away July 30, 2020. She was a 2019 High School Graduate, currently enrolled at Walters State and was ready to take on the world. Julian loved adventure, outdoor activities and being with her friends. She leaves behind the love of her life Derek Norris and furbaby Molly. Her smile was contagious and will be missed beyond measure by family and friends. Celebration of life will be held Friday, August 7, 2020, at 6:30 pm at Faithway Baptist Church, 4402 Crippen Road, Knoxville, TN 37918. Pastor Rick Passmore & Ricky Graves will be officiating.