Wednesday, October 08, 2008
A Small Segment of the Dixie Highway
This is a small segment of the Dixie Highway, aka, US 41. Before there was expressways and 4-lane highways, this was the Miami – Chicago route.
Just ahead of you on the right is rock post with a sign with the Lions Club lotto that welcomes you to Marietta and tells you what the population was then. I am not sure what the rock post on the opposite side of the road says – maybe “You Are Leaving Marietta – Do Come Back y’Hear?”
You have just road by Hill Street, which takes you to the Glover colonel plantation mansion, the 1848 House.
This is how West Atlanta Street used to look. As a matter of fact, it still does…. The road is about the same width and the same slight curb is in front of you. Just out of sight is the turn that goes over the railroad tracks to Atlanta Street and East Dixie.
Before you get to the railway crossing is Gramling Street. Gramling Street is the street Perry Parham was on his bicycle at dust one evening and hit by a car and was killed in the early 1950s. The Little League ball field was named in his memory.
Next is West Dixie, then Hedges then the Marietta City Cemetery, and adjacent to that is the Confederate Cemetery.
However, if you had a flat right where you are viewing, a few years later, you could have walked across Atlanta Road to Hunts Ice Cream and have a banana split. Because you walked up and did not drive up you will have to go inside and eat.. other wise Chuck W., the carhop could have waited on you…. Chuck W’s big buck tooth grin was always a pleasure.
If you decided to walk up the bank to the trees and bushes to take a leak you would walk over the railroad tracks and beyond that a mini-railroad yard, and ruins of what used to be one of the Glover family’s tanneries. If you are that far, you are in what used to be a part of Glover’s Plantation.
Bygone days.
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Marietta History,
Old Pictures
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2 comments:
Have not been back to Lewisburg, the town where I grew up, in decades. Need to just to see if I remember even a fraction of what you do. Thought I had a good time as a kid but you must have had a lot more fun that I did.
Si,
I don't know, some of it was depressing or terribly unfair.
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