Memories on Highway 17: What "Use To Be"

I drive highway 17 between Darien, Georgia and the Florida state line each week more time than I can count.  I didn't grow up in this area, but I have lived here now for 24 years.  This is my home.  As I drive up and down this stretch of road, I see the remnants and outer shells of businesses that "use to be".  I can't help but think of how things use to be.  Back in the day, when Highway 17, the Coastal Highway, was the main "drag".  There was no Interstate, no Wal-mart;  just small towns and little Mom & Pop businesses.  Over the years I have watched many of these structures cave in, be torn down and just eaten by the Kudzu vines, you can't even tell there was anything ever there.  So, a couple weeks ago I headed off for my early morning explorations and I decided to take my camera down Highway 17 and capture what remains from the "Good Ole Days".  Today I would like to share some of those photos with you!
This is what remains of Whiteheads Chainsaw Repair Shop.  I have drove by this building for so many years and never thought to take a photo while you could still read the name on the top of the building.  My husband remembers he and his Daddy going there when he was growing up.  He went on to have Mr. Whitehead service his equipment until he finally closed the doors.
 
As I traveled south I stopped at the corner of 17 and Burnt Fort Road.  I have drove past this little building that says "Reeds" many times, watching time take its toll on this memory.

 

Now someone told me that "Reeds" is now located in Tarborough, but I haven't had a chance to get over there.  I'm thinking it was probably a General Store?  Then located across the street is the White Oak Post Office, a very boring and unassuming building from the outside, a small white cube.  But the inside is full of charm, very small, but then again White Oak is a small community.

Then right next to the Post Office is an old building that I think was moved to this location some years back.  The Tarborough Mercantile.  This sits right on the corner and is over gown with weeds and broken windows.  But I would love to be able to see the inside and step back in time.

 

I consider this building a little jewel of "Days Gone By".  As I walked around this building, looking at broken windows and vines, I found these beautiful white lilies growing wild among the weeds as if they are saying there is something special here!

As I went a little further south my next stop was in Woodbine.  Woodbine has many unique structures and buildings, but my favorite is "The Georgia Girl Drive In".  I can just imagine this sign lit up, hot rods in the parking lot, hamburgers and ice cream.  I have heard they had awesome burgers and that it was quite a hopping place.  When I heard the American Pickers were coming through town earlier this year, I thought how cool would it be for them to restore this sign.

I'm going to end my short tour of Highway 17 at Moody's Bar-B-Q on the outskirts of Kingsland.  I drove past this many times on a Saturday afternoon and the cars would be lined up and down the side of highway.  Rumor has it was the best Bar-b-q in the area.  Unfortunately, I never stopped to try it out.  Mr. Moody passed years ago and his daughters tried to carry on the legacy.  But I guess in the long run it just wasn't the same.  Sure wish I had taken the time to try it out.

 

Well, there are so many more lost memories along the Coastal Highway and I often wonder if I am the only one who dwells on what "use to be", I'm I the only one who can see the Beauty in these shells of the "use to be"?  I hope you have enjoyed my drive down memory lane and maybe now you too can see the "Beauty that Surrounds Us" or at least maybe look at them differently.



Good Girl...Gone Redneck

  I was raised in Pennsylvania and I had a great childhood, good schools, formal dinners, fast paced lifestyle, traffic everywhere, people everywhere, not many wide open spaces.  My Dad and I use to go out for rides on the weekends and we always managed to find the quieter side of life, along the creek, fishing,  Linvilla Orchard, Ridley Creek State Park, small game hunting in Chester county and big game hunting in the mountains of Pennsylvania.  Our family use to vacation at a different State Park every year,  The peace, quiet, wildlife, trails, I always loved our vacations.  I always liked the more rural side of life.

 I have lived in Georgia for almost 24 years now.  This is my home.  I love it here especially, living  along the coast.  I love the slower pace of life, less traffic, warm weather,  marshes, beaches, dirt roads and the  abundant wildlife.  Now don't get me wrong it gets hotter than hades down here sometimes and the sand gnats could disappear and it would not hurt my feelings, but, overall I love it.  Since I have moved here I must admit, my English is not so proper anymore, I can't remember the last time I wore something other than my jeans, let alone a dress.  Things are much more laid back and less formal.

My Mom often says I have gone redneck...My Dad even bought me a ball cap that says "Good Girl Gone Redneck".  I take this as a compliment.  Rednecks are friendly hard working people, do what you have to, to get by, they are very mannerly and polite, always willing to help and lend a hand.  And if having a good time is a weekend camping on the river, running the dirt roads, cooking out, having Thanksgiving Dinner under a circus tent on paper plates;  then I guess I fit the bill!  Holidays are meant to be spent with family, enjoying each others company, relaxing and kicking back.  WHY ON EARTH would I want to have to cook all day, set a fancy table with dishes and glassware that cannot be put in the dishwasher, clean dishes and pots for the next two hours and have to wear a dress on top of all that???  It's just not me.

Now I don't mind dressing up for a special occasion, I'll do my hair, wear a nice pair of jeans,,ok maybe slacks, shoes... other than my boots, put on the jewelry, (I do like my bling), and if I'm in a good mood...maybe even a little make up.

But redneck, take me as I am, suits me just fine.  I'm a jeans and t-shirt kinds girl who doesn't mind getting her hands dirty.   I don't try to be anything I'm not.


Just Me

Peace and Quiet along the Satilla River

Playtime on the River