Turman's Creek Baptist Church, located in a valley near the creek from which it took its name. It was a log building, a typical "Little Brown Church in the Dale." Near by was a fine spring enclosed by a fence for that was before the stock law was passed. When just a tot, we'd walk to this church with mother and thought it the longest, hottest road we ever saw. But we crossed a cabin where an old colored man lived, and he seldom failed to give us chewing gum, candy, or peanuts, and this made the road seem a little shorter. Uncle Phil Culp was formerly a slave, a plow boy when the stars fell. Mother often spoke of uncle Phil's wife, Aunt Amy, who was a famous cook. Her pound cakes were something special, and she was in popular demand to bake this cake for weddings, far and wide. She baked mother's wedding cake and help prepare the remainder of the most bountiful supper, which was on February 1, 1872.

We do not know the date, right now, when the Turman's Creek church was founded, but mother became a member in 1869. This building was torn down in 1912 and by fall of the year, a new building erected on what is now known as the Brooksy Thompson road. It was both a church house and school house. School continued there until consolidation a few years ago. It remains Turman's Creek Church.

"Excerpt from Yesterdays Tennesse" by Brenda Fidler
by Mrs. A. H. Taylor from the collection of Paul Montgomery