This little ghost neighborhood was the start of it all: Gold in them thar Hills and The Trail of Tears.
The old white house with all the junk is an interesting place. I poked around and took some pictures. When I got fairly close to the house I could hear someone singing old type songs, like "She'll Be Coming Around The Mountain When She Comes" The music was not coming from a radio, but from someone's throat. I heard on our visit to Dahlonega that the Pickers visited that house recently. It sure would have been easy pickings, all that junk out in the yard. I think someone must live there and he doesn't like visitors.
This little ghost neighborhood was the start of it all: Gold in them thar Hills and The Trail of Tears.
The old white house with all the junk is an interesting place. I poked around and took some pictures. When I got fairly close to the house I could hear someone singing old type songs, like "She'll Be Coming Around The Mountain When She Comes" The music was not coming from a radio, but from someone's throat. I heard on our visit to Dahlonega that the Pickers visited that house recently. It sure would have been easy pickings, all that junk out in the yard. I think someone must live there and he doesn't like visitors.
The old white house with all the junk is an interesting place. I poked around and took some pictures. When I got fairly close to the house I could hear someone singing old type songs, like "She'll Be Coming Around The Mountain When She Comes" The music was not coming from a radio, but from someone's throat. I heard on our visit to Dahlonega that the Pickers visited that house recently. It sure would have been easy pickings, all that junk out in the yard. I think someone must live there and he doesn't like visitors.
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