For the past couple years we’ve put a picture of our chickens on the front of our Christmas card, but this year, we’re going to have to use this picture. My husband happened upon it yesterday while he was doing some research on the University of Tennessee’s digital archive.
It’s a picture of a wagon from Huffstetler Mills, a grain mill that used to be here in town in the early 1900s. I wish we still had a mill in the family. It would be awesome to have a free flour hook up.
While researching our house a few years back, I uncovered another interesting tie to the mill. Our house, which was built in 1920, has a poured concrete foundation. Thomas Edison had just started experimenting with concrete foundations, so it was pretty cutting edge technology, and the only place you could get concrete in town at that time was Huffstetler Mills. Pretty cool, huh?
And since we’re already traveling back in time, here’s another interesting fact about our house: the woman who started the writing major at my alma mater (one of my chosen majors), also lived in our house. We didn’t know any of this when we bought the house. It’s almost like it picked us, wouldn’t you say?