The coastal town of Yankeetown has a decently recorded history. The most condensed version of this history we have found so far is in a little book entitled, “See Yankeetown”. I’ll post a picture of the book cover in a future blog entry.

Linda or Pat at the local A.F. Knotts public library can direct you to one of the few copies in existence. Surprisingly, we found our copy in a used bookstore in Marietta, Georgia. The odds of that occurring are greater than predicting a lightning strike I believe. It was meant to be.

Dormant limestone stacked rock fireplace.

There remain a few people like Larry Cohan (Linda’s husband) who keep the history of Yankeetown and the surrounding areas alive. Larry gives a talk occasionally although we have not had the pleasure of hearing it. Yet.

Flyer for Larry’s historical recap of the Yankeetown area.

The old limestone stacked rock chimney has been dormant and sealed up for who knows how many years. Whoever did it must have had a good reason but I would guess it was because the chimney contains no vent in which to close it off when not in use.

This effort, again guessing, was to keep any amount of cool air in when the former owners added window unit air conditioners. The marked red missing window in the picture above was once the location of one of the multiple window units in the home.

The prior owner, in their feeble attempt to renovate and make modern this little cottage drywalled over the window opening for God knows what reason. The original window was forever lost as well.

The anticipation of again opening the fireplace was as intense as the time Geraldo Rivera opened Al Capone’s vault. I’m showing my age a little with that comparison.

Adding to the wonderment and anticipation was the fact that whoever closed up the old rock fireplace went to the trouble to paint the covering yellow. Why yellow? Did this have meaning?

You’re getting reeled in, aren’t you?

Albeit rudimentary in construction and very creative in the application of drywall screws and likely a half a tube of bathroom caulk, the old rock chimney was well sealed.

After cleaning. It was full of trash, soot and ashes.

To our delight, we found the firebox and interior bricks in surprisingly good shape. Although empty of treasure, the goldmine was finding the fireplace in good working order without the need for repairs. Rock on!

An interesting side note is the dimensions of the interior measure 29″ cubed. A talented stone mason had to have resided in the area. Driving along Riverside Drive you’ll note several similar chimneys.

29 Cubed. Perfectly constructed at 29″ x 29″ x 29″

Although Larry Cohan has probably the most extensive collection of local history, nobody knows the full history of this little coastal cottage.

We are certain though many a story has been told sitting around this stacked limestone fireplace. Stories of the one that got away. The biggest redfish I ever caught. How neighbors became friends trying to make it in this remote area of the nature coast.

Postcard for “Little Skipper Fish Camp”. Exact location is unknown.

When you come and stay at Daybook Cottage ready your mind for some downtime sitting around the old hearth telling your own stories, creating your own history, and appreciating the really simple pleasures of life.

The little glow of embers from the fireplace could open the vault of memories of your prior self before life became too fast, complicated, and contrived.

-John Dodson

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