We are always hearing the old
familiar statement "What comes around goes around," or the one
"history has a way of repeating itself." But if I had a rather, I
would not wish for either statement to come true.
The technical part of the world is making it seem
almost impossible for any of the past to come back to being in the
present. I can recall the small crystal radios that were used by
adjusting a small wire around on another piece of special metal that
would allow you to pick up a radio broadcast. If you didn’t like the
one you were hearing, you could move the tiny wire around until you
accidentally came upon your favorite program of music or whatever.
I can remember a science class that I was taking that
required us to construct a crystal radio set which included the head
hearing phones that strapped to your head and allowed you to sit or
lie down to listen to the radio program. The project required the
teacher for instructions. The head phone set cost me two dollars and I
had to do several days work just to pay for my head set.
I can remember always wanting to listen to "Little
Willie Box" which was a comedy program that came on around eight
o’clock in the morning and at five o’clock in the afternoon.
One of the latest stories that I have picked up from
the local Cherokee historian and retired pastor, Leon Milton is about
when he was a teenager in the Aubrey High School. His job in the
afternoons after school was very hard work, but he wanted to earn a
little extra spending money. Leon said that he was earning seven
dollars and fifty cents a week working for the Elman Allen Farm that
was located where the new high school has been built. His job on the
Elman Allen farm was a good paying job and his farm work consisted of
almost anything that came up.
Leon was accustomed to using the old crystal radio set
that consisted of a small wire being moved around on the crystal part
until he found his favorite station. He recalls that he had to look
around town to find at least one hundred feet of copper wire to
stretch out from tree to tree so that the set could pick up the radio
frequencies that broadcast his favorite program.
One day he was in Clyde Simpson’ s Drug Store looking
around (the store was always stocked with the most up to date items
that were attractive to the young people), after Clyde Simpson had
just received a new shipment. He was just removing the items from the
shipping boxes and pricing the shipment out. After the items were
priced, he placed them on attractive glass shelves that displayed the
fine dishes and small electric appliances. It was on this day that
Leon saw a new dry cell radio being unpacked and priced at thirty
dollars which included the battery. The Emerson radio had knobs that
allowed you to change the stations with ease which was a far cry from
the crystal radios that he had been using for his radio listening.
While Clyde was displaying the dry cell radio on the
shelf, Leon asked him how much he wanted for the radio, the reply was
far more that what Leon had in his pocket. Knowing that his seven
dollars and fifty cents would not last long, he told Clyde that he
would like to own the radio which was becoming more beautiful as each
minute went by, but his only problem was the shortage of operating
cash. Leon looked up to the owner and said that he would pay it out by
the month, but he didn’t have any credit established.
The druggist said, "Well son, if you can pay me a
little every month, I will be glad to let you have the radio." Leon
said he was beginning to feel relieved about the business deal and
told the druggist that he would make sure that he paid five dollars
every month.
Leon grabbed up the large Emerson radio and couldn’t
wait to get it home to show his parents, Sudie and J.D., and his
little brother Otha D. what he had purchased.
His neighbors were the Blanks, the Bothwells, Benson,
McCarsons, and Nugent Smith and others who lived close by making up a
crowd of fifty people who would come in and sit around the front yard
on Saturday nights and listen to the battery radio station WSM from
Nashville Grand Old Opry.
The Simpson Drug Store was the teenage hang out if you
had the money to buy an ice cream cone or a soda fountain drink.
Leon’s great-grandparents were Dave Rae and Lizzy Rae.
They were the builders of the lake with horses and mules and fresnos
during the 1890's on their farm. The lake supplied fresh water to the
small creek that went through the farm and became a popular picnic
area and local resort area for the townspeople for fishing, swimming
and baptismal services.
Leon said that the lake had a bath house that made the
visitors more comfortable as the folks rode out to the lake in the
comfort of their buggies with springs in their seats.
On Saturday nights large groups of friends would get
together and listen to the dry cell radio and then on Sunday they
would load up in the buggies and go out to the fresh spring fed clear,
beautiful water for Sunday swimming after church. I am guessing that
the boys were on one end of the lake and females were on the other
end, since mixed swimming was strictly prohibited.
The photo is Leon and Otha D Milton’s
great-grandfather Dave and his wife Alley Rae, with Daughter Lizzy and
Ed. Leon thinks this photo was made in the early 1900's. Photo is
courtesy of Otha D. Milton.