Many think there are no remaining Land Between the Lakes houses. Actually there are many. If you visit the region, you may be driving by an LBL house.
When the Tennessee Valley Authority moved the 900 plus families from the Land Between the Rivers area, many of the houses were abandoned, bulldozed and burned. However, many of the houses were moved from Land Between the Lakes.
In the Leatherwood Community of Stewart County, there are many houses where folks live now that were once located in what is now Land Between the Lakes. For years after there were no residents actually still living in LBL, houses, buildings, churches, stores, cabins and barns were being moved from LBL.
Many houses that were once family homes and businesses in Land Between the Lakes are now again serving as residences and usable buildings outside of LBL.
This particular house in the photo was likely not one of the houses moved from Land Between the Lakes. This house is located in the north east portion of Stewart County. Most of the houses that remain now that were moved from LBL are in the south and southwestern portion of Stewart County. Some are in the eastern portion of Henry County.
The former Fort Henry School building that was in the Fort Henry community of what is now the Stewart County portion of LBL is located in Henry County, close to Paris Landing State Park.
Several church buildings were moved from the Land Between the Lakes area and are in use today. The front portion of Walnut Grove Baptist Church in western Stewart County was once a church located in LBL.
There are many, many LBL houses still in existence. The LBL house is not as scarce as some may think. They have moved, but they continue to serve a useful purpose.
And, yes, there was one person who was allowed to remain in LBL after all others were moved. His story is a unique one and deserves its own posting.
Who loves and lives in this treehouse?
“Who would know? Those who lived in, loved, are all long, time gone.Those who loved only the memory dimly remains in the aura of the treehouse. life in the house is on the house; tiny trees growing on the roof. Inside, once children played, adults lived, cried, laughed, died. It was all this little now tree house could do to keep up. Now, children gone the adults gone; this house gives life to tiny rooftop trees . A wonder. Imperfectly pure. Out, outlived its housefulness? Bring it down? Burn it down? Ease its agony down? Not to the trees thinking. Roof trees believe living, loving dying on top of this little tree house is the place to be trees. As the families lived in, loved. Hard putting roots on a tin roof. Harder leaving this house you’ve lived in, loved. “ ~ d.r, ross —
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