http://www.wbir.com/news/local/story.aspx?storyid=42889

Didn't she operate a place up on North Central, providing the type of community service you suggest? Maybe they should have given her a TIF.

That's hilarious! I've been digging into the Roane County shootout and needed some comic relief.

You mean like this one?
http://www.badbunnyranch.com/bbr/

to locate such an enterprise. This history of Happy Hollow is something of a cross between Storyville and Newport's Fruit Jar Alley. My father was born in Copper Ridge in Northeast Knox County but largely grew up in Happy Hollow (one of the shotgun houses just west of Central near the Freezo). He collected and returned unbroken mason jars to the backs of local businesses for a penny per. I also understand he made a little money doing something that involved sitting on a street corner and looking every which direction. It seems when he saw certain visual cues he was to casually stroll away from the corner. At this time, a gentleman would get up from his porch and casually step inside his house. Shortly thereafer, several gentlemen would not so casually hurry out the back.

Stacey, until a decade or so ago there was a U-shaped apartment building at the SW corner of Central and Scott that was said to be a whorehouse. I think it was called the Ponderosa. Something for historical preservationists to ponder.

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the Ponderosa

That was it! Couldn't remember the name of it.

(Don't know if that was Hazel Davidson's operation, though.)

I think Hazel's place was soemwhere near Hoitt Ave. Don't read any more into my vast store of knowledge other than an interest in marginal real estate. And that end of Scott Ave was pretty marginal back in the day.

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"Whoever corrects a mocker invites insult; whoever rebukes a wicked man incurs abuse."

Her last home-based business was located on Hoitt Avenue, on the north side of I40, off Cherry Street. From there she went to live with her daughter (in south Knoxville, maybe?) or into a nursing home - I forget which.

Had you spent that yard mowing money at Hazel's instead you would not have been cloggin' your arteries.

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For years I've heard stories of Hazel. The MP did a story of some other notorious hooker a year or so ago. I forget her name.

Maybe to keep with the new historic preservation boon, we could open up a spot called Hazel's. To be the so called buckle of the Bible Belt I get a kick of how Knoxville also seems to have a good toleration of stuff just outside the law, its interesting.