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Lost Heritage
During construction of the Tennessee Valley Authority Watauga Dam, TVA workers roamed the valley and interviewed the land owners and other residents prior to their homes and property being taken over by the Tennessee Valley Authority. Those reports constituted an account of the people, the valley, and the time. This compilation is a documentation of the people of old Butler and the Watauga Valley from those TVA records—and from people who hold fond, romantic memories of that place and time. It documents old Butler and surrounding communities of the Watauga Valley that were inundated, institutions that were moved or destroyed, and families that were displaced or otherwise affected by construction of the TVA Watauga Dam.
Now and Then
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Coach & Athlete
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Old Butler
In 1820, Ezekial "Zeke" Smith built a gristmill on the bank of Roan Creek, forming the community known as Smith Hill. Following the Civil War, it was renamed Butler in honor of Col. Roderick Random Butler. Much of the city's early development can be attributed to the establishment of the Aenon Seminary in 1871 and the advent of the Virginia and South Western Railroad, which provided transportation for residents and the developing logging industry. In 1933, the scenic landscape of the Watauga Valley was altered forever when the Tennessee Valley Authority was created by Franklin D. Roosevelt's New Deal legislation. TVA provided electric power for the state and controlled the flooding of the rivers in the region. In December 1948, the gates of the Watauga Dam were closed and water began to fill the Watauga Reservoir until Butler, Tennessee, was laid to rest at the bottom of Watauga Lake. The residents of Butler and the surrounding communities were forced to relinquish, demolish, or relocate more than 125 homes and 50 businesses.
Highway Highlights
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Tiara Wars
Katie Warren didn't want her husband to die— not really—but he did. A year later, Katie is plagued by guilt for wishing him dead and by the anger she still harbors toward him for betraying her. She has given up her volunteers gigs, called a cease-fire in the pageant war between her daughter and mother and has begun, sadly, to neglect even her most prized possession: her looks. Cross Springs has given Katie all the grieving time it can spare. She is pressured to run a new church program and the save Women's League’s annual fundraiser—punishment for leading every group she ever joined and doing a great job. Her best friend is throwing single men at her—punishment for being forty-five...
