hominy: n. hulled Indian corn, coarsely ground or broken, used as a cereal and as a vegetable. OR Hominy: two townships in Buncombe County–Upper Hominy and Lower Hominy–are collectively referred to as Hominy Valley. Hominy Creek runs from the Haywood County line and meanders through the valley until it joins the French Broad River at
Edwin Wiley Grove had a grand vision. After striking it rich in the patent medicine business he began to invest in real estate, a hot market in the Southern United States throughout the 1880s and into the 1920s. Grove purchased property in a number of major cities, including Atlanta. And although his famous tasteless chill
For this week’s edition of 52 Weeks, 52 Communities we’re reaching back into the HeardTell archives for two posts about Grace, a community in North Asheville. These posts were originally authored by NC Room Staff Zoe Rhine and Ione Whitlock. Grace, A Community that got absorbed by an avenue A View of Grace, Then and
In the late 1920’s a group of Asheville investors, boosters, and executives (including Fred Seely, son in law of the late E.W Grove) hatched a plan to lure one of the world’s most progressive burgeoning industries to western North Carolina. Established in the early 1920s after the discovery of the scientific process for creating “artificial
“A Tribute to the Stephens-Lee High School” as presented by the North Carolina Room on April 9, 2019 at the Stephens-Lee Center is now on video! Here’s a call out to black Asheville. here’s the goal: LET’S DOCUMENT EVERY FACULTY MEMBER WHO EVER TAUGHT AT STEPHENS-LEE! What better way to honor these people who gave
Emma is a small community in western Buncombe County that sits nestled between Dryman Mountain and the French Broad River. If you wanted to put a pushpin on a map, you’d place it on the crossroads at North Louisiana and Emma Road (SR 1338). Today, the intersection maintains some character of the old and the
Today’s blog is slightly different than other 52 Weeks, 52 Communities posts. This week, the author chose to write an essay about her personal connection to the East End Community. When I was very small, my Uncle Boozer was the biggest man I had ever known. When we gathered for family suppers, Thanksgiving, Christmas, funerals,