CopperHill - Mini Documentary

[@walterstiles8636]

Thank you Haley for bringing back memories, my grandfather was Asbury Stiles who ran Stiles' Cash Grocery in Ducktown. His house was once the most expensive house in Ducktown, the last time I saw it as a grown man it was just a simple house but it was so much more. I remember the stories that I was told about my grandfather, I remember driving through Copper Hill from Shoal Creek to Blue Ridge Georgia, seeing the streams of red. I remember the sign as you entered Copper Hill and how my father, the Rev Noah Stiles said the sign shouldn't be there. The sign is no longer there, times have changed. I visit Ducktown and Copper Hill everytime we have a family reunion, it holds a special memory. Hearing names of families I use to know, the names of communities I use to go to, the churches we use to visit when I was young. I could write so much more, all of them good memories.

[@rickycurtis6839]

The man that Mr. Holden is speaking about is my Dad O.D. Stanley he died July 12th 1967, I was 9 and my sister was 7. This is the first time I have heard the story of what happened that day from someone that was there. Thank you for posting this documentary and thank you Mr. Holden for sharing your memory of that day on this documentary. It has been almost 53 years.

[@haleyainsworth226]

Hey Ricky. Wow! That's incredibly wild to hear. Thank you so much for your comment, and thank you very much for watching. I really appreciate it!

[@lildurpy]

Rest in Peace to him

[@gravityd8137]

Nice work. Thank you for this content.

[@dwaynecole6636]

When I was a kid, I didn't pay much attention to the deserts out west on tv because, Copperhill always looked like a desert.

[@apostleministriesinternati1810]

Great Work Haley! We're moving down to near Copperhill and this video was very informative and helpful!

[@barefoofDr]

I well remember when CopperHill was a baren dirt pile.

[@fugitiverecoveryagent2972]

I’m from this area I sure do miss it there I currently live in Pennsylvania

[@skinnyshoes11halfAA]

Well made.

[@hdanielnoble6572]

I remember driving over the hills of Copper Hill. Everything was long dead and gone for miles.

[@mikecross4350]

I remember that barron red landscape

[@mistykelischek7690]

This makes me want to scream. Generations were poisoned my that place, myself included, and we were naive enough to think we were lucky to have it. I remember the taste that we couldn’t get out of our mouths, the burned up river, the smells that made us hold our breath, and the landscape that looked like Mars.

[@bigdave685]

I grew up in Duck Town Tennessee

[@tamarameinecke4282]

Makes me sad. I remember driving through there in the later 70's.

[@MTNManReviews]

Makes me sad, as well. I much rather like to see it how it is now with the life that has come back into the area. We have trees, wildlife, and fresh air that I never thought we'd have. Blessed to have it back to how the Creator made it.

[@jasonflorence127]

I agree.. My moms family moved away from there when she was young. She hated it and when we would go visit other family in Murphy nc. From Georgia, she wouldn’t let my dad drive thru copperhill or duck town..she didn’t want me or my brother to have any contact with “that ther poison” in her words.

[@theonlyconstantischange8662]

Grandpa worked the mines long ago. RIP Harry Monteith.

[@tracytatum2224]

My grandfather got covered up in the mines.

[@pickintheguitar]

My grandfather Henry Prince used to haul rock in the 30s to the Copper mine my mother who was born in 1930 would work with him as a little girl the whole family would gather rocks to take over to the Copper mine’s that’s the way I understood the story

[@kennethedwards6552]

My wife is a parris