Author name: tim.enloe

Tim Enloe attended Young Harris College and Kennesaw State University. He holds a B.A. in Communications, a Minor in Southern History, a Residential Landscape Design Degree, a Real Estate License, and CPR Certification. Running for a council position upon incorporation in 2006, he failed but tried. For the last ten years or so, he has […]

By Paul Harvey. (Note: Radio Broadcaster Paul Harvey gave this speech to the Future Farmers Of America Convention in 1978. Mom and Dad purchased our Farm in 1978. What are the odds? Speech available on YouTube.com.) And on the 8th day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, “I need a caretaker” — so God made a Farmer.

By Prince I never wanted a typical lifeScripted role, huh, trophy wifeAll I ever wanted, to be left aloneSee my bed’s made up at night‘Cause in my dreams I roamJust trying to find, trying to findMy way back, back home So many reasons whyThere’s so many reasons whyI don’t belong hereBut now that I am

By Sinead O’Connor (For Mom.) Each of these my three babiesI will carry with me for myselfI ask no one else will beMother to these three And of course, I’m like a wild horseBut there’s no other way I could beWater and feed are not tools that I needFor the thing that I’ve chosen to

By Tim Enloe  Too often in our movie of life, we focus more on the bad instead of the joy of a good chuckle. Considering all the cold facts referenced earlier, it is time to flip the coin, if but for a moment. Following the unexpected death of my father in 1999, my mother was

By Tim Enloe It was the spring of 1980 when Whitey introduced himself to me. Before that, he was simply a lawn ornament of quiet but large proportions. I remember how excited I was when we moved to our home on Bethany two years prior. All this land and look – real cows right behind

And we finally reach the conclusion of this story…or have we? Not one reason our property was purchased has been protected – NOT ONE. Those given power have violated laws on countless fronts including vandalizing our property by their own hand. We moved to none of this. We created none of this, yet here I

We all work hard in this movie of life for not only ourselves but our loved ones. Everything from years of education, to climbing the ladder with long hours, to risks. Such is the American way. No doubt the assets that each has amassed will be passed down to the next generation when your final

“City” Plan to bring a trail right through one of our pastures A few more tidbits to share before we close the book.  Information would be forwarded to me regarding a Milton Trails Proposal. The sender knew that it would be of interest due to the location of my parent’s property. Evidently, some individuals wanted

Water is the most destructive force in nature. We try our best to control it, but it is always the master with our feeble attempts at being its’ porter. It holds no bias, path be damned. In 2015, the “City” began a Bethany Road repaving project. No notices were sent out to Bethany Residents. All

THE LAW HAS BEEN BROKEN, BUT… The law has been broken, but not by my family, but by the complainant and the “City” of Milton. First…The Complainant. Harassment – As mentioned earlier, this neighbor has called 911 against us five times in less than twenty days for legal practices conducted on our property for almost

THE ABOVE REFENCED ARE FACTS. HERE ARE THE LAWS. TIME TO EDUCATE THE IGNORANT. Section A of State of Ga Code 2 – 1 – 6 states “No county, municipality, consolidated government, or other political subdivision of this state shall adopt or enforce any ordinance, rule, regulation, or resolution regulating crop management or animal husbandry practices

“LAWS MADE BY COMMON CONSENT MUST NOT BE TRAMPLED ON BY INDIVIDUALS.” – Thomas Jefferson.   Ever wonder what happens when State of Georgia Law is ignored and not enforced?  Without convention, there is anarchy. Well, the following chapter will show what happens when those given power refuse to abide by authority above them –

Going back to Stable Days Farm soon after Mom passed was incredibly difficult. The dogs were searching constantly for her as Liberty continued to call out. Expecting to hear a “Welcome home Sweetheart!” as I entered, the only return was cold silence. So tough to endure. So tough to remember. So tough to write. One

In the early 1970’s, we lived in Florida for three years. Pushing forward with hope and the end goal of happiness, Mom was always focused on the next chapter. Having an artist’s eye with a love for homes, she was great at decorating and updating. Thus, with each home they purchased, when time came to

As each year passes, I hear my parents’ guiding words and principals more and more often – etched in my soul forever. One that comes to mind is my father saying, “Don’t claim your one thing and be another…” Out of the gate, unincorporated North Fulton could have become the “Little Kentucky” of metro Atlanta

Should the reasons you purchased your home be protected by those given power or should such be cast aside, forcing citizens to “accept change” unless, of course, you are an elected official or part of social circle? If you are of the “accept change” mindset, then one could assume that you are ok with zonings

“Absolute power corrupts absolutely” – Lord Acton Before you assume, don’t. I want nothing but the best for all generations. I want their dreams to come true and each child to become all they aspire to be. However, to attain such levels of success should never impede or hinder another to get there. The Fulton

Have you ever had the opportunity to tour an old home? Upon entry, if you look and listen, the walls speak to you of a bygone era. From black and white pictures of families prior to framed local events, it is American History alive and well. Moments frozen in time… My parents gave so much

While most marriages would not have survived, my parents stayed together and would have four more children; siblings Chris and Heather, myself, and younger brother Patrick aka “Babe”; who was born during a Hurricane on Sept. 22, 1975. Dad’s career would eventually take off becoming a prominent player in industrial paper sales working for such

No official determination for the cause of the fire was found, but investigators believed it was due to a lit cigarette.  Recovering in the hospital, a member of the Atlanta Fire Department visited Dad. After questioning him for a brief period, the Fire Chief stood up and began to exit the room with a parting

My parents grew up in Atlanta long before it was the metropolis of today. Patricia Ann Murphy, my mother, was the daughter of Joseph Robert Murphy, a Southern Railroad Accountant, and Madeline Boland Murphy, a home maker. Attending Sacred Heart Catholic High School, an all-girl’s institution located in the heart of Atlanta, Mom would generate

The following is not a tale of fiction, but of reality and fact. It is a story that must be told. A narrative of joy, tragedy, hope, sorrow, corruption, and illegal acts. How I wish much that I am about to share was not so. How I wish I could spin you a wonderful yarn,