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Hendersonville NC African American Burials

Hendersonville NC African American Burials

These records contain 2,462 funeral records of burials performed by Pilgrim Funeral Home during the period 1941 – 2001. There may be some funeral records for other time periods which have not yet been received. Pilgrim Funeral Home was located in Hendersonville, Henderson County, North 

Black Lives and Whitened Stories

An extensive new look at the lives of African Americans who worked at Rock Hill/Connemara and the White families who owned and employed them.  Prepared for the Carl Sandburg National Historic Site by the National Park Service.

James Fisher at Connemara

James Fisher worked at Connemara as a valet and chauffeur for the Smyth family in the early 1900’s.

Mud Creek Missionary Baptist Association

Mud Creek Missionary Baptist Association

Mud Creek Missionary Baptist Association A fourteen-acre assembly ground with eleven buildings in East Flat Rock provided a training and social venue for members of African-American Missionary Baptist churches from Henderson, Buncombe and Transylvania counties.   From A Brief History of the Black Presence in 

Mr. Walter Allman, The Gentleman Custodian

The Henderson County Education Foundation inducted eight honorees into the Education Foundation Hall of Fame on April 26, 2007, at the Hendersonville Country Club. The inductees were from diversified backgrounds – teachers, principals, a bus supervisor, an attorney, a custodian. But they shared one trait. 

Welcome to the Homer Davis Cafe

After all the parties were over and the theater show long closed, the place to be on a Saturday night was that sizzling little juke joint around the corner on Ashe Street. Next door to Sister Babe’s. It was just the right place to shed 

Black Gold

Sometimes it’s hard to believe the changes of modernization through the years. It now seems unreal to have driven cars without air conditioning, without heat, no CD changer. Guys, remember sneaking your mom’s best bedspread to cover the car’s front seat to go on a date because of sharp 

Playing the Game

…ooh Mar-r-y Mack, Mack, Mack…all dressed in black, black, black…with sil~ ver buttons, buttons, buttons… If you can finish that rhyme, you grew up in Brooklyn, probably not Green Meadows. If you’re now starting to sing the rhyme, then, oh yeah… you’re definitely from Brooklyn, or 

The Blue Goose

Should have been named… THE PARENTS NIGHTMARE. It was the kind of place your parents always warned you about. And just like all those other parental warnings, no way you would stay away from it. This all night speakeasy was a mixture of Dodge City, 

Fried Green Tomatoes at 1205 6th Ave. West

Fried Green Tomatoes at 1205 6th Ave. West

Sliced Green tomatoes (thick) Flour & Corn Meal Mixture Salt Pepper Crushed Cayenne Pepper Lard or Bacon Grease I don’t ever remember eating fried green tomatoes growing up as a kid, only after I was able to prepare them myself. Green tomatoes were set aside