Patriotic Palace – Abandoned Amusement Park in TN

Patriotic Palace, TNAbandoned places are some of my favorite photographic subjects, and the Patriotic Palace was not a disappointment.  Through the dirt and neglect, you can usually imagine what a place used to be, but there seems to be more mystery surrounding this one, an  I have so far been unable to reconstruct it’s history.

When my family and I passed this Abandoned Amusement park on our way to Chattanooga, we made a note to stop and visit it on our way home.  The Patriotic Palace is located on Interstate 75, exit 141, a lonely and sad reminder of….what?  I’m really not sure, as I have been unable to find any specific information regarding this amusement park.

And not that I spent a crap ton of time on google or anything, but the few searches I did on this lonely little “amusement park” turned up nothing but posts by other people who stopped to take photos, just as I did, or stories of the adjacent Fireworks Superstore burning down in 2014.

If anyone knows the history of the amusement park side of this place, I would love to hear it.In the mean time, here are several photos

Patriotic Palace, TN

Patriotic Palace, TN

Patriotic Palace, TN

Ferris Wheel Close up, Patriotic Palace, TN

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Tressie Davis is a blogger and photographer located in Chelsea, MI.

All of my Friends are Flakes

Frosty in July??  I passed this “cool” guy at The Rock Shoppe on my way home from work one day, and made a point to go back and take a picture of him.  What is better than a snowman on a 104 degree July day in Michigan??  I love it.
First stop before publishing this post was to visit The Rock Shoppe‘s website and I see that they have a song about rocks, by Ann Arbor’s own Dick Siegel.  If you have ever had a kid that collected rocks, be sure to take a listen.  The following lyrics made me laugh out loud:
I got rocks, rocks in my pocket, had em in my pocket since I was a kid
I’m now having flashbacks of requesting my son to empty his pockets of rocks before he came in the house.  This is a good thing.  The flashbacks, I mean.  And the rocks.
I will be sure to keep an eye on this corner lot (Gotfredson and N. Territorial) – if there is a Snowman in July, what should I expect in January?
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Tressie Davis is a blogger and photographer located in Chelsea, MI.