My home town.
Carbon Hill, Alabama has all but ceased to exist in today's world. Liked so many small towns it died from the isolation caused by better roads and the mobility that those roads created. The phasing out of the small farmer was also a factor.
Carbon Hill at the height of its prosperity boasted a population of maybe thirty five hundred people. Most of the city dwellers had jobs that depended on the surrounding farms and coal mines. None of the farms were big farms. Most were under one hundred acres but the number of farms created a constant demand for services and goods.
The War had caused lots of changes to Carbon Hill and the nation in general. Prosperity would soar but many small towns would not make the transition in to the "New" age. Carbon Hill was no exception.
Unlike most small southern towns, Carbon Hill had no town square. There was an open area near the Past Time theater that was used for any outdoor events such as political speeches and such. The real meeting place was the so-called public well. The well was the standard landmark. Everyone knew where it was. It was in an area bound by Highway seventy eight on one side and the Frisco rail road depot on the other side. The highway and railroad ran parallel to each other at that point. It was these two links to the outside world that enabled Carbon Hill to do business and prosper. Highway seventy eight was the main drag, the strip, front street or what every you called it. Easier just to say the Public Well. There was indeed a covered well and park benches. Very few horse and buggy users left so the water troughs for the horses and mules gave way to parking spots for Fords and Chevy's. An unusual addition to the traffic was the Jeep. Many people bought Jeep's after the war.
The "Jeep" was a neat inexpensive vehicle. The Kaiser company touted it as an all purpose machine. Use it like a tractor and still be able to drive it to town and church. Back in those days I knew nothing of business or marketing. I now realize that approach used to sell the Jeep as an all round work horse was a very successful way to get rid of thousands of Jeeps that were surplus when the war ended.
All in all, Carbon Hill was a pretty little town. Small enough to make it possible to know everyone that lived there. We even had a post office and a Chevy dealer. The Tittle house was about eight miles from town. My brother and I lived on the Carbon Hill school bus route so we went to school in town.
Many years later the internet has made it possible for me to research the history of my home town and the area surrounding it. Although I'll not attempt to repeat everything here, I will say that a lot of questions have been answered.
Carbon Hill at the height of its prosperity boasted a population of maybe thirty five hundred people. Most of the city dwellers had jobs that depended on the surrounding farms and coal mines. None of the farms were big farms. Most were under one hundred acres but the number of farms created a constant demand for services and goods.
The War had caused lots of changes to Carbon Hill and the nation in general. Prosperity would soar but many small towns would not make the transition in to the "New" age. Carbon Hill was no exception.
Unlike most small southern towns, Carbon Hill had no town square. There was an open area near the Past Time theater that was used for any outdoor events such as political speeches and such. The real meeting place was the so-called public well. The well was the standard landmark. Everyone knew where it was. It was in an area bound by Highway seventy eight on one side and the Frisco rail road depot on the other side. The highway and railroad ran parallel to each other at that point. It was these two links to the outside world that enabled Carbon Hill to do business and prosper. Highway seventy eight was the main drag, the strip, front street or what every you called it. Easier just to say the Public Well. There was indeed a covered well and park benches. Very few horse and buggy users left so the water troughs for the horses and mules gave way to parking spots for Fords and Chevy's. An unusual addition to the traffic was the Jeep. Many people bought Jeep's after the war.
The "Jeep" was a neat inexpensive vehicle. The Kaiser company touted it as an all purpose machine. Use it like a tractor and still be able to drive it to town and church. Back in those days I knew nothing of business or marketing. I now realize that approach used to sell the Jeep as an all round work horse was a very successful way to get rid of thousands of Jeeps that were surplus when the war ended.
All in all, Carbon Hill was a pretty little town. Small enough to make it possible to know everyone that lived there. We even had a post office and a Chevy dealer. The Tittle house was about eight miles from town. My brother and I lived on the Carbon Hill school bus route so we went to school in town.
Many years later the internet has made it possible for me to research the history of my home town and the area surrounding it. Although I'll not attempt to repeat everything here, I will say that a lot of questions have been answered.

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