To See Ourselves As Others See Us
In the spring of 1951 the Rochester Times-Union sent a reporter to Kingsport to report back about what Rochesterians considered their satellite city. What he found was not an Eastman company town but a planned city with a diversity of industries.
The Kingsport Times reprinted that story on Tuesday April 10, 1951.
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BY ANDREW WOLFE
Times-Union Staff Writer
Kingsport, Tenn, -- There's a touch of Texas in the
city of Kingsport, the "city planner's dream job."
Its booming businesses, youthful unfinished look and
its super-abundant energy make you think of Dallas or Houston.
But that's only part of the Kingsport story.
Everywhere you feel also the far-sighted artistry of expert city planners, the
influence of ultra-progressive business management, and the astonishing spirit
of the pioneer people who have lived in the surrounding Appalachian Highlands
since the Revolution.
Forty years ago Kingsport was hardly more than a
wide place in the road in the extreme northeast section of Tennessee. Today
it's a city of nearly 20,000, the center of an industrial community of 55,000.
And it makes you believe that for tomorrow its horizon is limitless.
Already, in the Tennessee Eastman Company Kingsport
has the largest Industrial plant in the state. But It also has the largest book
manufacturing plant in the world, and the largest gunpowder factory.
In the flat lands along the south branch of the
Holston River, areas set aside 34 years ago for industrial development, you see
the carefully-planned complexities of the Eastman plant-more than 100 buildings
covering nearly 400 acres. Nearby are other factories,shiny-fronted stores
cluster on the broad streets of the business district, and businessmen will
tell you enthusiastically of plans for buildings to fill the vacant lots which
gape here and there. Four brick churches with| slender Georgian spires, grouped
in a semi-circle, give a special character to the civic center they face.
And on the nearby hills, just as the city plan of
1917 ordained, modern homes have sprung up on large, tree-shaded lots in a
carefully-designed "livings groups."
Man has done his utmost, you feel to make Kingsport
a beautiful, liveable community.
And so has Nature. No matter in what direction you
face, superb mountain scenery fills in a dramatic and beautiful background. To
the east looms the storied barrier of the Blue Ridge, to the north the rugged
Clinch Mountains, to the west the gaunt spine of the Cumberlands. And to the
south and southwest the jutting, forested bulks of Bays Mountain and Chimney
Top stretch of toward the Great Smokies,
Those who have seen these southern mountains in the
Spring when the dogwood and rhododendron are in bloom are quite ready to say
that in physical beauties, this “planned community" has few competitors in
all the world. And its upland climate also is hard to beat.
Nevertheless, the most fascinating chapters of the
Kingsport story deal with its people, and the way they have made the swift
transition from their old highland ways to modern industrial life.
"Come go home," is one of the things an East
Tennessean may say when he leaves a friend. It's his way of saying his home is
always open to friends and, more, of asserting the bond of friendship
And the reply is: "You 'uns come,"
meaning, "no, you come to us."
To those who don't know any better, that's
hill-billy talk. But to those who know the East Tennessee hill folk, the simple
phrases express the highlanders' solid, four-square way of doing things, and
their deep-dwelling courtesy.
Industrialism came to these people later than it did
to residents of many other sections of the United States, but they've come
along very last to form an Industrial society that's pretty much a class by
itself. They long ago proved their ability as soldiers, and their craftsmanship
and musicality are famous. But businessmen who come to Kingsport are more apt
to talk about their remarkable industrial skills.
They haven't built Kingsport on their own in one
generation, but they've contributed mightily and more than justified the
confidence placed in them 40 years ago by the developers of modern Kingsport.
Actually Kingsport was founded in 1761, which may
come as a surprise to Rochesterians accustomed to thinking of Kingsport as the
city Eastman Kodak "helped to found." Daniel Boone and scores of
other frontiersmen knew well the tiny settlement on the Holston. And in the
Civil War, a small battle was fought near Kingsport whose anti-slavery people
were largely Unionists in sentiment and remain to this day an island of
Republicanism in the "solidly" Democratic South.
But the community had only a few hundred inhabitants
until a New York City financier, John Dennis, created what is now the Clinchfield
Railroad. Dennis saw that a successful community in the area would help his
railroad prosper, and he took steps to create one.
Fortunately, Dennis was a man of high ideals - not a
"gouge and run" real estate promoter. With the late J. Fred Johnson,
"the father of modern Kingsport" serving as his agent, Dennis set out
to build a model planned community, Johnson, a merchant who had been born in
the area, was to
devote most of the remainder of his life to seeing that Dennis' dream came
true.
They started operations about the time of the
completion of the railroad in 1909, but it wasn't until about 1917 that the
project really got rolling. In that year: Dr. John Nolen of Cambridge, Mass., a
noted city planner, finished a plan for the city which has been adhered to in
general ever since.
Kingsport was incorporated with a non-partisan city
manager form of government designed at Dennis' request by the Bureau of
Municipal Research of the Rockefeller Foundation. It was the first manager
government in Tennessee.
Then Johnson set out to get factories built in what
was labeled "Industrial section” on Nolen's plan, but was in reality e
only wide-stretching meadows beside the Holston. In World War I he succeeded in
having wood alcohol and leather factories built, but they were abandoned when
the conflict ended. Nothing daunted, Johnson kept working, always taking care
that the companies he invited to come to Kingsport were organizations run by men of character.
In 1920 he succeeded in selling George Eastman and
the late Frank Lovejoy on the idea of using the alcohol plant as a source of
wood alcohol for the kind of photographic film then in use. There is a folk
story that East man approved the venture when a small hill boy told him: "Please,
mister, you bring your factory here and we'll run it for you." In any case
the Kodak founder chose well, and from a small factory employing a few hundred
has grown the large factory of today. Perhaps 150 of as those who work at TEC
are”'transplants" from the Flower city [Rochester].
But Rochesterians should not get the idea that
Kingsport is a one-factory town since only about 8,000 of the city's 20,000
"gainfully employed” work at Tennessee Eastman. Many other businesses have
been lured there by the city's central location, community spirit and top-notch
labor market.
Into the abandoned leather factory in 1922 came the
Kingsport Press, Inc. It started out to produce cheap reprints of children's
classics. But under the leadership of Col. Elbridge Palmer, a short,
super-energetic native of New Hampshire with blue eyes and frosty white eyebrows,
the factory has grown into the largest complete book manufacturing plant in the
world.
Here, hundreds of miles from the East Coast
publishing centers, are the presses which print a large share of the tremendous
Book-of-the-Month Club editions, encyclopedias, textbooks, Bibles, anthologies,
fiction bestsellers and all other types of books at rate of a million and a half
copies a month. About 1,200 people work at the Press, many of them printers of the
highest craftsmanship. Another thousand men and women work at the massive rectangular
brick structure of the Borden Mills, Inc. One of the largest cotton cloth
factories in the South, the factory was moved here lock, stock and barrel from
Fall River, Mass., starting in 1924. Other major industries include a
subsidiary of the Corning Gas ne Works, a cement plant, a major foundry, a
factory manufacturing power transmission equipment, a paper factory, a plant
for manufacture of book bindings, a hosiery mill, a large brickworks - and last
but not least the Holston Ordnance Works.
This giant plant for making RDX, the super-explosive,
is a few miles northwest of Kingsport, in the flat land on a wide bend of the
Holston River. Its construction in less than a year was one of the great
engineering triumphs of World War II, a triumph for which major credit goes to
Tennessee Eastman which designed and operated it. At peak operation more than
5,000 people were employed in making RDX, which out-TNT'S TNT, and composition
B, an explosive of which RDX is a major component. On a stand-by basis since
1945, the plant is now back in production. Again RDX is being piled in
concrete-and-turf igloo-like storage buildings at foot of Bays Mountain.
Commanding the works now is a former Rochesterian,
Col. William E. Ryan, West Point Class of 1920 and an uncle of Jimmy Ryan,
Aquinas and Yale football star.
More than 90 per cent of those who work in these factories
are of the old mountain stock, mostly Scotch-Irish and some Pennsylvania Dutch
who came down the Appalachians to Tennessee in the latter part of the 18th
century. Although forced by the starkness of the land to live in more or less
primitive fashion, they were and are what writer Donald Culross Peattie has
called "some of the most gifted and courageous and interesting people to
live in this country. Given the opportunity, they quickly proved admirable workers.
And they took with sureness and firmness the great step from their hill country
life into modern Industrialism.”
But it's more accurate to say they combined the two,
for they have retained much that is meaningful of their earlier way of life.
Take John Harr, for example. Tall, powerfully-built,
but with a gentle, courteous manner, he's a foreman at "the Eastman."
He lives with his wife and two children in a neat, white-painted bungalow on
Old Stage Road along a ridge just outside Kingsport from which there is a
magnificent view of the Holston Valley and the mountains.
Hart has worked for Eastman 17 years, and makes good
wages. But it is typical of the East Tennessee hill folk that although he has
bought his wife, Bonnie, every sort of kitchen appliance, he still raises most
of his own vegetables and most of his own meat.
Were Kingsport’s factories to disappear tomorrow.
Harr could "make out" just as his forebears "made out" for
a century and a fore,
that the biggest bankroll couldn't give.
And he knows that in a pinch he can depend on his
family and friends to aid him, just as he would aid them if needed, since the
old Scottish clan spirit is still strong.
There's still a spirit of pioneer neighborliness,
too. Many of Hart's neighbors are scientists, who came from away." (In
fact, Old Stage Road is now dubbed "scientists' row.") But Harr is as
ready to help them as he is to aid any of his numerous cousins living up the
road in what is locally known as Harrtown.
Another example of what the Kingsport people are
like is Charles Bacon. He, too, works at "the Eastman," but he hasn't
moved into town. Instead, he lives in a home he built with his father-in-law's
help atop wooded knoll on his father-in-law's farm, His pretty wife explains
the love of the land which has kept them from moving into Kingsport or to some
other city:
"We've been away to places like Florida, but I
always want to get home. I like the hills. They mean something to you if you
were brought up in them. Families like the Harrs and the Bacons with the aid of
the public-spirited industries are what have built Kingsport. The community
spirit is remarkable. A Community Chest drive has never failed its goal, nor
has a Red Cross drive. Hundreds of people turn out for the meetings at which
the city's business is discussed, and thousands jam the municipal stadium to watch
is the generally outstanding Dobyns-Bennett High School football teams in
action. The modern stadium, seating 7,000 for football, is a feature of a
park-like recreation area, which also includes a large swimming pool and an
auditorium completed in in 1939, which seats 1,200.
Indifference is a quality of dubious value in
Kingsport. You're expected to take part in civic affairs and most everybody
does. As you enter the city there is a long line of signs telling the visitor
when and where the various men's luncheon clubs meet. These clubs not only talk
and eat, but play energetic roles in improving their city.
Kingsporters don't pretend that everything in their
city is perfect yet. There are some substandard homes on Long Island in the
Holston. The traffic plan, draw up before the automobile really came into its
own, is being
revised. There is a continuing fight to improve the 'scholastic standing of the
schools, which have been housed in splendid modern structures. Businessmen say
they'd like to see the hotel facilities increased. And there's room for improvement
of some of the downtown buildings whose rough, unfinished look is testimony of
the city's
rapid growth.
But, if you stand on a corner of Broad St. Saturday
morning, when the sidewalk is lined with men in blue jeans come from the hills,
and swarming with women and children accomplishing Saturday shopping, you sense
an energy which promises a fruitful future for the nation's "best planned
city."
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