When German, Dutch and Scotch-Irish pioneers first began to gather her in 1792 they named this place White Pines. I asked several of the locals if there might be fields of cherry trees somewhere that we had not seen. Nope, railroad engineers began to call this stop “Cherryville” when a local yokel planted cherry trees along the tracks and the name stuck in 1881.
During the Great Depression Mr. Beam could not find a job, so he created his own. He started his fleet fresh from college with a 1931 Chevy truck and a load of debt. In the 1930s truck drivers augmented their pay by delivering whiskey. Mr. Beam gathered his drivers and told them, “If you’re hauling whiskey you better stop. Starting next week I’m searching all trailers.” Beam’s enterprise was the town’s financial cherry until 1994.
At only $1.39 the package says you could use this dress for, “Shopping, Dancing, House Cleaning Partying…” and our favorite, “FUNNING!” A true find in the Cherryville Historic Museum.
Main Street had lots of booths selling unhealthy foods and cheap goods, but the carny rides gathered on the corner kept the smaller kids busy and discombobulated.
The Hogway Speedway used NASCAR references for their racing animals. We’ve seen lots of racing Pigs, but these guys also had dashing Ducks and Go-Fast Goats!