Welcome to the Neighborhood

This is the inaugural post in a new Wigshop mini-series welcoming you to/celebrating our neighborhoods.


As the youngest member of the Wigshop team (as well as still being a student) I tend to move fairly frequently. I have moved four times in the last four years. As recently as the end of this summer I moved into what has been the best place I have ever lived.

The area of town that I inhabit is the strange no man's land that lies in the triangle between Broadway, Central, and the train tracks that leave the Old City. My roommates and I wondered what we would call where we live. We decided to look up the history and found that we live in what is known as "The Emory Place Historic District." The drawback to living in an area called "The Emory Place Historic District" is that no one has any idea what you are talking about when you tell them where you live. We have ended up saying something to the extent of, "Outside of the Old City and across from Historic Knox High."



I love it here. We have the best neighbors I could ever ask for. Seriously, I have never had neighbors that are this great. We are also a stone's throw from Happy Holler, Downtown North, Old North Knox, 4th and Gill, Old City, and Downtown in general. There is an actual community here, I know almost the whole block around my apartment. We do get a fair amount of "working girls" as well as a bunch of transient peoples that bother us on our porch while waiting for a bus at the greyhound station. These weird, idiosyncratic encounters only fuel my love for my neighborhood. I love where I live.