ABSTRACT
Near where I work lies a large parcel of land, over 400 acres, that is currently undergoing dramatic change. Owned by the local insurance company Jefferson Pilot, this property served for decades as a recreational refuge for its employees and their families.1 Largely untouched, the tract combined rolling hills forested with towering hardwoods alongside open fields and meandering streams. Nestled on an overlook sat a stone-faced clubhouse that hosted countless company gatherings. For years, families would dine regularly on Sundays to enjoy the comfortable atmosphere, delicious food, and company-subsidized prices. Nearby, a small lake served those who liked swimming or boating on warm, summer days. Another lake offered the opportunity to fish. Hiking trails through acres of woods provided both solace and exercise to those who sought them. During the summer, the company ran a day camp for children of employees, giving them the opportunity to swim, play tennis, and enjoy the outdoors. At a time in which Greensboro had few public parks, this refuge offered valued recreational benefits. Neighbors who grew up locally light up at the mention of the property as they share warm memories of times past.
