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17 years old and Bertha Katherine Meece was making her way in the
world. She left her homeplace in Mills River, North Carolina and
journeyed north to the mountains of Asheville to seek employmen
t. What could a girl her age do to support herself in the early
1900s in such a remote place as
Asheville? Asheville was tucked beautifully in the mountains
of the spectacular Blue Ridge. Founded in the late 1700s,
Asheville did not become a destination point until the 1800s
when thousands would travel by train, stagecoach or horseback to
experience the restorative and healing powers of the cool, clean,
crisp mountain air.
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so the story begins, actually, in the year of 1895. Bertha Katherine
Meece was born and a young man, George Washington Vanderbilt, was
preparing to open his home to the public on Christmas Day, 1895.
The home, a 250- room estate situated on 125,000 acres in Western
North Carolina, was the product of five years of labor by hundreds
of artisans and workmen. It would require hundreds of hands to maintain
this landmark and it was here in 1912 that young Bert Meece found
employment. Miss Bertha was employed as a house staff person and
fate introduced her to another Biltmore
House employee, Pete Taylor. Pete was 9 years her senior and
living with his family on one of the estate dairy farms. Pete and
Bertha were married in 1913 in the parsonage of All Souls Church
in Biltmore. This spectacular church was designed in the Gothic
style by Richard Morris Hunt and built by George Washington Vanderbilt
and is the center of Biltmore
Village.
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years after their marriage, Bert and Pete Taylor purchased several
acres only a mile south of their employer and thus began their dreams
of a home and family. Clarence Leland Taylor, Jr. (Buster) was born
in 1915 and Oliver Louis Taylor (Louie) was born in 1917. The Taylor
home, completed by Mr. Taylor, Sr. (Pete) was in the area called
Biltmore Park back in the early 1920s. Miss Berthas
father, Oliver Carson Meece came to live with Pete, Bertha and the
boys and lived to be almost 100 years old. Miss Bertha loved her
flowers and maintained spacious flower and vegetable gardens. Mr.
Pete had a fondness for fruit trees and manicured landscaping. Even
in 2003, there are a few neighbors who recall with detail the beauty
of the old Taylor home.
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Bertha died in 1961 and Mr. Pete in 1966. Their eldest son, Buster,
had built a home across the road from his parents and died without
heirs in 1986. Louie, the youngest son, passed away in 2001 and
his two children Ann and Jim have been instrumental in providing
memories of their grandparents and the home.
The Taylor home, 827 Fairview Street, was purchased in the late
1960s by the Biltmore
Church of Christ and used as a meeting place for several years.
The third owners purchased the home in 2000 when there was discussion
that the house might be destroyed. There was a dream that this once
beautiful structure could be restored to her original splendor.
Knowing nothing of her history, we began the laborious birthing
of Asheville Oaks Inn. Upon entering through the original antique
front door, you will feel the warm presence of the Taylor family
and their many years of loving and living. The Perry-Stamey family
hope you will also sense the respect for a dwelling that has protected
a family through numerous wars, the Great Depression, the beginning
and ending of lives and ultimately was given a second chance.
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grand centuries-old oak stands as a testament to possibilities and
hope! We know you will treasure your visit to the mountains and
hope your memories of Asheville Oaks will warm your heart and soul.
The
Pewter Bedoom:
Attic of Memories
The
Gold Bedroom: Uncle Buster's Bedroom
The
Merlot Bedroom: Grandpa Meece's Bedroom
The
Pink Bedroom: Mr. Pete's Bedroom
The
Cherry Bath Suite: Miss Bertha's Bedroom
The
Living Room
Dining
Room
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