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I’m afraid I don’t remember, I was only 1 year old at this time....this day in 1985 ? Monday January 21st 1985 the whole Southeast was being hammered by a freezing cold front and nowhere more so than Knoxville TN. Knoxville recorded the lowest temperature in the continental United States that day at -24 degrees. The pipes in Greve Hall burst, even the pipes in the Sunsphere froze up and burst making it look like a glacier. The strip was just too far from Neyland Heights to even attempt the walk that day.
I’m the father of only daughters, for what happened during those 48 hours...
God is good...I’m not always so...
Thanks. Mr. Miller's story is pretty amazing. Here's my first attempt at inserting a link here: Hal Miller - Tennessee Sports Hall of FameNow that's a cool story Bro. Seriously.
Not really, but hate I missed that. I did have the Tennessee Midnight Rambler say something similar to me on the phone in the Saturday night wee-hours one time when I called him up to request a song.Can anyone confirm a vague memory I have of watching a Cas Walker commercial and him proudly proclaiming "You can't beat my meat".
yes and no. Yes, I remember that weekend but no, I was not there in Knoxville. That is the same weekend in which Ronald Reagan was being inaugurated for his second term and the POTSB was again invited to march in his parade. While Knoxville experienced record low temps, so did DC. It was so cold that when we practiced for the parade in The Pentagon parking lot, my trombone slide froze. In the end, they canceled the parade due to the temps. The herded all of the bands into the Capitol Center and Reagan came and spoke to us. TVs did interviews with a bunch of people and the high schools kids were crying "we raised all this money and we didnt get to march". The interviewed some of us Pride members "whoo hoo. Free road trip party".
Mean old SOB for sure, My aunt and uncle had a place right next to his and when we was little kids we would go over to his property and get a couple of those green apples off his trees and he would come out yelling at us and cut his hound dogs loose on us lol...One of my friends told me Cas came out of his house once and grabbed a stick and said he was gonna whoop him if he ever came back on his property lol...Oh those were the days.Cas Walker..... now there is a name I ain't heard in decades!! wow....
I dont doubt that one iota........ pretty sure his was very close to his dollars..Mean old SOB for sure, My aunt and uncle had a place right next to his and when we was little kids we would go over to his property and get a couple of those green apples off his trees and he would come out yelling at us and cut his hound dogs loose on us lol...One of my friends told me Cas came out of his house once and grabbed a stick and said he was gonna whoop him if he ever came back on his property lol...Oh those were the days.
I went to Claxton elementary. Grew up on Piedmont st. We used to walk up to the Cas Walker on Clinton Avenue, or Chapman highway I believe. 640 wasn't there. We used to leave there and walk over to Kay's ice cream with my grandmother. Those were the days. Oh and we had a Smokey Mountain market not to far from there that my brother and I would go get their famous hot dogs(seemed like the were 10 for a dollar back then, lol)
I was a staff attorney for the city of Knoxville in the early 70s and had to go to city directors meetings where Walker was a constant pain in the rear. I remember one exasperated director commenting that what the city needed was a dozen good funerals. He had ole Cas in mind.Cas Walker..... now there is a name I ain't heard in decades!! wow....