My grandparents were married 68 years ago today – September 18th, 1945, in Old Hickory, TN. They stayed the night at the Hermitage Hotel (see earlier post), then borrowed a car and drove to Gatlinburg, TN with no plan whatsoever. One week and two rolls of film later, my grandfather pieced together a rather entertaining memento of the trip inside their souvenir Snap Shots album.
Said memento is currently in my possession and I think it’s too awesome to keep hidden away in a drawer, so I present to you my grandparents’ honeymoon, 1945. A gallery of the entire 68 year-old photo album can be enjoyed here, if you so desire.
While in the Smoky Mountains last year, my wife and I stopped by that hotel and with the help of a kind octogenarian behind the front desk, excavated the 1945 guest book.
A ‘secret’ spot along the mountain stream discovered by my grandparents has become a place of pilgrimage for the Jerkins family. Some of my greatest rock-skipping triumphs have taken place on this water: