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The Remarkable Story of a Diversified Horseman To us, Pryor Brown is the name of a parking garage, and of a longstanding dilemma of a large, unusual building that seems to have value but never a developer with the wherewithal […]

Wonderful Flowers, Phantom Princesses, Painted Legs, Ghostly Hands, and the Ku Klux Klan This has become a tradition, or a habit, which may be the same thing. Since the early days of Metro Pulse, I’ve written a column each about a […]

Our first big street fairs set a high bar for Fun, but also presented an early flowering of African American culture Imagine October in Knoxville, and subtract Volmania, drives in the Smokies, and Halloween decorations, and what would you have? […]

And the story of another Knoxville Hootenanny, the strangest concert of 1964 This month, our friends at the East Tennessee Historical Society are hosting a first-ever History Hootenanny. The word has a down-homey feel, which makes it a little surprising […]

The Scourge of the Snap-Shot People You may know that we have an ongoing project called “Knoxville Shoebox,” which is a slowly growing collection of personal photographs of historical value. Despite some major important collections of historic photographs, it’s surprising […]

Some thoughts about the new book about Frances Hodgson Burnett: Are we keeping our garden too secret? It’s gardening season, of course, and in local libraries and bookstores there’s a popular gift book called Unearthing the Secret Garden: The Plants and […]

So what’s Knoxville’s oldest restaurant Now? Some years ago, soon after the final closing of the venerable Regas Restaurant, I wrote a column in Metro Pulse pondering the question of what might be its successor as Knoxville’s Oldest. With something […]

Part of the lore of the 1982 World’s Fair, then and now, was that little ol’ Knoxville had the gumption, or arrogance, or naivete, to put on a world’s fair. The Wall Street Journal’s “scruffy little city” moniker, casting doubts on […]

There are some names you see in Knoxville that you don’t see as much in other cities. The name Cansler is one. In Mechanicsville, there’s a Cansler Street, and on University Avenue, a Cansler Building. Off Western is the old […]