Somehow I wound up with lots more pictures of the real location for the story Christmas at Raccoon Creek. Maybe because it was one of my favorite novels to write. Scenes that take place in present day then switching to the 1950’s was challenging but fun.
While back in the 50’s, Emily and Lance attend church yet Emily remembered her place of worship from present time. Here’s one very similar to theirs. It’s a picture I took in Blount county near Locust Fork.
Emily’s house is special to me. It’s actually the home where my husband’s grandmother lived in the 50’s.
Finally at the end of the street, Emily’s house came into view on the left. He pulled behind her Buick and stopped.
At the door, knocking finally turned to pounding when no one answered. “Emily, it’s Lance. Are you there?”
Had she passed out or was she sick? He turned the knob, and the front door opened. “Emily. Emily. It’s Lance. Are you okay?”
Most of the story’s action takes place at Hardwick’s Drugs and Gift Shop. I imagined a fifties version of Locust Fork Pharmacy.
Another few yards and Emily crossed the two-lane road through town to Hardwicke’s. The gray brick store sat on the corner with a side street to the left. Above the door, a sign said Hardwicke’s Drugs and Gift Shop.
Emily Eason wants to distance herself from her parents’ opulent lifestyle in Birmingham, Alabama, and enjoy life in the rural village of Raccoon Creek and her fifties-style home. But after gazing into the little snow globe she purchased from Hardwicke’s Drugs and Gifts, she finds herself transported to another time—her grandmother’s era.
Lance Hardwicke is the pharmacist and owner of Hardwicke’s Drugs. Four years of pharmacy school didn’t allow for much of a social life. Gorgeous Emily Eason, nurse and resident of Raccoon Creek, has captured his attention. The next time she comes in the store, he’s determined to ask her out. Maybe take her to Birmingham to see the Christmas lights in his brand new orange and white ’53 Pontiac Pathfinder.