Walking Into History


The outside area of the Red Hound Antique Market was quite impressive. That was my first thought as I drove into the parking lot for their grand-opening event this past Friday. Over the years I have spent a great deal of time meandering thought flea markets and antique shops. It’s a habit that never gets old with me.

I didn’t expect anything out of the ordinary as I made my way into the building. I expected to see a goodly amount of older items on display. But not much that really would jump out at you.

However, I think after viewing the huge, spacey sales floor at Red Hound, I found myself wondering how anyone can come up with all the wondrous items they have accumulated for their business.

I honestly believe that if it ever existed, they almost surly have it in that store. And they are talking expansion at this very moment.

I spent over an hour roaming around the floor. I still didn’t see everything, but there was just so much to see.

The antique lover will have a joyous time in the Red Hound Antique Market. Allow yourself about an hour to make the round.

My thoughts as I looked at some Jefferson Mills momento’s scattered around the store was, this is the ultimate climax to the end of Jefferson Mills. Now a big slice of the old mill will be dedicated to history. That same history that Jefferson Mills slipped into in 1992. It is a fitting ending that so much history is now inside the old mill. Jefferson Mills is probably the most historic building left in Jefferson and will be until it is finally torn down. Many of us today owe Jefferson Mills for our sheer existence. My mother and father worked at the mill for a combined 30 years.

I don’t expect the old mill to be demolished anytime soon. I think the  Red Hound Antique Market  is going to be around for a long time.

I think I met everyone that worked in the new store. You’ll never meet a friendlier group of people. They spent a lot of their time answering questions and greeting customers as they walked into the building.

I’m not going to go into what is in the store. You need to see that for yourself. Take the time to drop by, you’ll be glad you did.

As I left and made my way home, I couldn’t help but think. Someone has to keep these older items in good shape. Much of this preservation is accomplished by antique dealers and the people that purchase items from them.

Now if I can just keep my wife from throwing out all the old stuff I have stored in my basement and attic over the years, maybe some of those items will wind up as antiques someday. Maybe there's an old Ty Cobb or Honus Wagner card somewhere in my attic?  No, not much chance of that.  I think I used up all my good baseball cards in my bicycle spokes!  It seemed like a good idea at the time!



 Above ~ The Red Hound Antique Market in Jefferson, Georgia

Below ~ The Jefferson Mills - 1916 - 1992