Aunt Rhea and Uncle Wayne started going to Franklin, North Carolina in the 1950's and they purchased a piece of creek front property a few years later. I have memories of visiting them on Jones Creek, picking wild strawberries, going to the flea market, and playing in the creek, since I was very young. Over the years, I've taken Papa and our children to visit Jones Creek too. Much of the scenery along the way hasn't changed much in 50 years. So many wonderful memories!
