An Abandoned 1790s Mansion | The Bradford-Berry House | Hendersonville, Tennessee | Abandoned

 

Bradford-Berry House, taken by Jennie Moore, 2024

    Hello friends, welcome back to the blog. Today I would like to share with you a location I previously explored with my mom in Hendersonville, Tennessee. This is the Bradford-Berry House, a lonely brick behemoth with a deep history. 

    Built in 1795 for Sgt. Henry Bradford, the home was one of the first of its kind in Middle Tennessee. Henry Bradford was born on March 12th, 1758 in Fauquier County, Virginia to William Bradford and Mary (Morgan) Bradford. During the American Revolution, Henry joined the Third Virginia Regiment, later being discharged as a Seargent in 1777. 

Bradford-Berry House, photographer unknown, 1944

 

    For his military service, Bradford was rewarded a 1,000 acre land grant located on Drake's Creek in what is today Sumner County, Tennessee. It is on this grant that the prominent estate, originally called Hazel Patch, was built. The home's bricks were hand crafted on site by enslaved persons borrowed from Bradford's stepfather, William Nash. 

    Henry Bradford's grandson, George Bradford, wrote a partial autobiography that went unfinished. In it, George recalls his grandfather being a slave owner himself, as the enslaved were listed in Henry's will to be split among the children upon his passing in 1815. Unfortunately, records of the Bradford's enslaved are sparse, and I have been unable to find further information on their lives, conditions, or names.

Bradford-Berry House, taken by Jennie Moore, 2024

    In 1887, the home and several hundred acres were sold to Horatio Berry for his daughter, Sarah. Sarah would initiate several renovations to the home, and ultimately rent out the estate until selling it to General Electric in 1969. As of 2023, the property now belongs to the city of Hendersonville.

    Challenges have arisen with the property's deed, slowing the preservation process. However, steps have been taken to correct this. In addition, the Bradford-Berry Preservation Society was created to raise awareness and funds for the home's preservation. Click here to visit their site.

Willis-Bradford Cemetery, taken by Jennie Moore, 2024

    Located within eyesight of the house is the family cemetery. Here lies Henry Bradford and descendants, however, most graves are unmarked today. It is also passed through family oral history that a cemetery for the enslaved exists on the property as well, but details are unknown. Further analyzation on these burials must be done. 

    At the time of this posting, there have been no developments at the Bradford-Berry House. All eyes are on the city of Hendersonville as the clock ticks on. Elements of city expansion grow closer all around the old estate. Preservation helps us elevate the voices lost to time, including those that spent their lives in bondage, building these places with their bare hands. 

Bradford-Berry House, taken by Jennie Moore, 2024

    Thank you for joining me to explore another location. Thank you also to my mom, who was willing venture out and tromp around this site with me. I do hope you learned something new and will return to blog in the future. 

Sources:

- The Bradford-Berry House: A Hidden Treasure - Main Street Media of Tennessee

- Historic home’s fate still in question - Main Street Media of Tennessee

- TN city approves possible option to build 100-foot bubble structure behind historic home

- Bradford-Berry House Preservation Society | Hendersonville, TN

- Henry Bradford Family

    

Ernest Tubb's 1970s Tour Bus | Wicked Ollie's Vintage | Nashville, Tennessee | Landmark Landing

 

Ernest Tubb's Bus, taken by Jennie Moore, 2024

    Inside of one of Nashville's best vintage shops rests a legendary piece of classic country music history. Wicked Ollie's Vintage is worth the visit alone, but what the store is hiding inside makes it all the more fascinating. The relic I'm referring to is the tour bus of country music pioneer Ernest Tubb (1914-1984). I was lucky to be able to pay Wicked Ollie's a visit when in town with my mom and tour the bus ourselves. 

Ernest Tubb's Bus, taken by Jennie Moore, 2024

    The bus, called "The Green Hornet" is a 1964 Silver Eagle and was purchased by Ernest Tubb in 1970 from the Trailways Bus Company. Throughout the 1970s, Tubb and his band, the Texas Troubadours, traveled three million miles on the bus. They traveled to all 48 continental states, and into Canada. It was in 1995 that the bus was restored to its current state, and is now staged to appear as it did in Tubb's prime touring days.

Ernest Tubb

    Ernest Dale Tubb was born on February 9th, 1914, in Crisp, Texas. Nicknamed "The Texas Troubadour", Tubb entered the scene with honky-tonk hit "I'm Walking the Floor Over You" in 1941, becoming a member of the Grand Ole Opry in 1942. He also created the radio show "Midnight Jamboree" in 1947 that still airs today. Tubb led an incredibly impressive career, earning himself an induction into the Country Music Hall of Fame. Ernest passed away on September 6th, 1984, in Nashville, Tennessee, and is buried at Hermitage Memorial Gardens.

Ernest Tubb's Bus, taken by Jennie Moore, 2024

    Originally the Ernest Tubb Record Shop, the building was built around the bus. It then became a part of the store unit just next to the Texas Troubadour Theater in the Music Valley Village Plaza, today the location of Wicked Ollie's. What better location for a vintage bus than a vintage store? This location is a great stop for classic country fans across the board, with the bus being surrounded by vintage country music goodies. 

Ernest Tubb's Bus, taken by Jennie Moore, 2024

    It was surreal walking through the bus that carried such a legend. There are more buses on display throughout the area, and I intend to check them out in the future. Thank you for joining me on another adventure, and I hope to see you next time. If you check out the bus or Wicked Ollie's, leave me a comment and tell me about your visit! 

A 1780s Log Fort Replica | Mansker's Station | Goodlettsville, Tennessee | Landmark Landing

Mansker's Station, taken by Jennie Moore, 2023

    Hello friends, welcome to the blog! I'd like to share with you a site that my mom and I visited together at Moss Wright Park in Goodlettsville, Tennessee. This is Mansker's Station, a historically accurate replica of the original Mansker's Station frontier fort that existed at this site in the late 18th century, built by Kasper Mansker. 

    There were two forts built by Kasper Mansker and crew along Mansker's Creek. The first was built in 1779 on the creek's western bank. However, this fort would be abandoned in the winter of 1780-1781 due to attacks from the local indigenous peoples. After the settlers fled, the fort would be burned.  

    Like the first fort, the second too would be a log structure, this time built on the eastern side of the creek about a mile from the original. Mansker returned and began building the second fort in 1783. Many would stay at the fort throughout its existence, its primary purpose being to protect white settlers from native attacks as they staked their claims within indigenous territory. 

Historical Marker at Mansker's Station, taken by Jennie Moore, 2023

    Kasper Mansker was born circa 1750 on a ship called Christian, as it crossed the Atlantic from Europe. The Mansker family was of German descent, boarding Christian for a new life in the British American Colonies. As an adult, Kasper would become a long hunter and frontiersman, paving the path for colonization in Middle Tennessee. 

    In 1988, the replica of Mansker's Station would be built. Not only is the replica an accurate representation of 18th century construction, but was actually built using 18th century tools and techniques. Today, the site hosts living history exhibits and historical reenactors to help tell the story of the settlers that once lived at Mansker's Station. 

    Thank you for coming along with me on another adventure. I hope you learned something new and enjoyed the read. I look forward to seeing you on a future post! 

Sources:

-  Mansker's Station | Goodlettsville, TN - Official Website

- Mansker’s Station Historical Marker

- Historic Mansker Station

 

Visiting the American Pickers' Nashville Shop - Antique Archaeology, Nashville, Tennessee | Landmark Landing

 

Antique Archaeology, taken by Jennie Moore

    Hi all, and welcome back or greetings if you're new! I got to check off one of the stops on my bucket list, and I wanted to share that experience with you. If you enjoy my content, there is a likelihood you are familiar with the History Channel TV show, "American Pickers". If not, a brief rundown; two guys in a van travel the United States and search for vintage and antique treasures. They specialize in searching in old barns and buildings filled to the ceiling with collectables that typically haven't been touched in twenty years. Bonus points if the owner of the collection is a grumpy older gentlemen who isn't interested in selling anything. I really enjoy the show and watching them hunt for these hidden gems across America. 

    I remember watching the show often on summer mornings with my step father, after he had gotten home after a long night shift. When school was out, him and I would watch TV together until it was time for him to go to bed for the rest of the day. American Pickers was in our main rotation, and to be completely honest, became a reminder of good times. Those of you who know me will know that I fight chronic illness, and tend to find myself in the hospital a few times a year. Those who are in a similar boat know just how important and soothing watching TV can be when cooped up in a hospital room for days on end. One channel that any hospital TV will have, is the History Channel. When poor health finds me and must be dealt with, you can find me in my room watching American Pickers. From my hospital bed, I can travel many miles without a hair of stress on the body. Myself and whoever is visiting at the time will chat about the pickers' finds and the history behind them. It's amazing what troubles can be made bearable by means of passion and community, something as small as discussing a common interest. 

    One thing I hold true to, is taking advantage of and being grateful for my days of better health. I get a lot of those these days, thanks to my amazing medical team, and our good Lord. I vow to use the better days to explore the world myself, the world that I have spent a lot of my time watching from a bed in a beige painted room. I have spent many good days in vain, out of fear, insecurity, and I lacked understanding of the magnitude of how small daily decisions can impact the general narrative of your life over time. I am more eager to say "yes" to the opportunities to enjoy life each day. Now, with my new mindset and this blog, I like to think I can be your eyes into the world during those times you can't see things for yourself. Everyone deserves to have access to that knowledge, and experience our world and people's vibrancy. 

    Anyway, I'm getting off track but I have decided to be more personal in my writing, to be a better friend to you. I hope you don't mind. With all of that being said,  a while back I had the opportunity to visit Antique Archaeology, the store that sells all of the treasures that the American Pickers find on their adventures. I went with my mom to the location in Marathon Village (a neat place as well) in Nashville, Tennessee. I'll admit, most of what was in the store was over my budget, but I wasn't going there with strict expectations to buy something. To me, it was like a museum. Looking at each piece and wondering where it had come from and what its story was, or maybe if I could even spot it in the show. Just knowing that it had likely traveled hundreds of miles and maybe even experienced a restoration to end up here. I ended up taking a photo of one piece that really stood out to me, and had I not been a broke teenager at the time of this trip, would've maybe purchased. 

Vintage neon sign, taken by Jennie Moore

    This old sign really caught my eye. I'm no sign collector, but I can appreciate some vintage neon. I tried to research this sign and get some information on it, but I have had no luck. Even a reverse image search yielded nothing. If you know anything about this sign, I would love to hear about it! Leave me a comment, message, or email. I find that it reminded me of an ancient figure, like an Egyptian Pharaoh or noble statue that knows something we don't. The sign in fairly large in size, as you can see it next to several full sized instruments. Even if I did have the money, I'm not sure my mom would appreciate me cramming this into the back of her Ford Escape. 

    I had a great time wandering throughout the store with my head in the clouds. I did get an iron on patch with the companies logo on it, to add to my patch collection that I will add to my denim jacket... eventually. Being able to do these things on my better days make the flare up days a well worth it payment, and a lesson that God teaches me more on everyday. I'm on a mission to appreciate the gifts of life in full, and be truly aware of the blessings we experience everyday. Thank you for coming on this journey with me, and as always, thank you for reading.