1942: The German Cannon

1942: The German Cannon

Ed Wilson was a buddy of mine in the First World War, back in 1918. He called on Friday night, saying he wanted help snatching the cannon again. Of course, I said yes. Then he told me the circumstances. Turns out, with the current war on, the city had removed the...
2003: The Basement Apartment

2003: The Basement Apartment

The Gray Rock sat there on the edge of downtown Asheville looking a little old and weathered. During its years it had been everything from a brothel to a church. But for the longest time it was a rooming house: cheap small rooms, no air-conditioning, and weekly rent....
1920: First Flyers

1920: First Flyers

Joseph Q. Miller and his father Winston Miller came to Asheville in the summer of 1920 for one thing: Joey wanted to fly. It was his 14th birthday, and he knew what he wanted. He knew where to go and who to ask. There was an airplane, a landing strip, and a pilot who...
1956: Spatch the Chicken

1956: Spatch the Chicken

“Big Jim!” Dave called as he bounded down the steps to the patio in back. He held up a brown paper grocery bag. “I brought the chicken.” “So good to see you,” Jim said, shaking Dave’s hand. “It’s been a few years. Last time I saw you was in New York, after we were...