Really good model work, thought technically itâs inaccurate. Still, I love the look of it.
Moonshine is a subject that hits home for me. My parents were both born in the Blue Ridge area in the 30s, and had relatives who made 'shine.
The story I was told as a kid took place at Stoney Creek in the 30s, the day to ârevenoersâ showed up outside of Sadie, TN. The locals hanging around at the store they parked at said, âDonât go up thar lookinâ for them boys, theyâs all been across the water to France,â meaning they were all battle-hardened from the trenches of WW1. The officers laughed, grabbed their guns and walked over the hill.
Soon, echoes of shooting happened for a brief time from that direction.
Eventually, they all came back limping and bandaged (torn from their shirts and jackets) from going up against WW1 veterans with concentric trenches and wire, just like theyâd used to repel German trench raiders in France. None were hurt very badly, but several had been shot and the rest were badly ripped up otherwise. The old men started laughing. âWe told yâall not to go up thar!â they said as the officers slid into their cars without a word, heading back to Johnson City. They never came back looking for moonshiners again after that.
Now, as for me, I know that stills were expertly hidden there. Dad, one of the most prolific woodsmen I have ever known and practically lived in the woods as a kid, said he never once encountered a live still. Mom only ever saw one, badly busted up ages before. I model WW2 and moonshiners were seriously hindered in that timeframe due to rationing and mean again âacross the waterâ for the Second World War. Youâd never see a still in the open, simply put.
People ask me all the time when looking at my layout, as to where the still is, as surely I must have modeled one. Some, I tell the truth about how well hidden they were and rare in the 40s, and others, Iâll point to the heavily-wooded back corner and say, âItâs back in thereâŚâ