Tom Brown, a 79-year-old from Clemmons, North Carolina, has spent over 20 years of his retirement tracking down rare, nearly extinct apple varieties that once flourished across Appalachia. Driven by his passion for rediscovering these heirlooms, Brown has revived more than 1,200 unique apple types with whimsical names like Brushy Mountain Limbertwig, Mule Face, and Tucker’s Everbearing.
His journey began in 1998 after encountering heritage apples at a farmers’ market, inspiring him to search for “lost” apples that hadn’t been tasted in over a century. Stretching across the Appalachian region—from southern New York to northern Alabama—Brown scours old maps, orchard catalogs, and historical records, often driving hours and knocking on doors to find forgotten orchards or lone trees tucked in remote areas.
When he finds a lost variety, Brown grafts clippings onto trees in his own orchard, where he cultivates and sells them for just $15 to encourage others to create “mini preservation orchards.” Despite the challenge of aging trees and a dwindling population of local knowledge keepers, Brown remains determined, calling the work both fun and fulfilling.
“It’s a thrill to rediscover them,” he says. “I’m happy as a lark.” Brown’s mission not only preserves these apples but also honors the heritage of the region, where generations of families once prided themselves on cultivating unique varieties in their backyards.
Great human interest story!
ReplyDeleteAnon, thanks!
DeleteA lot of orchards were lost when Prohibition started because along with shutting down distilleries and breweries, the feds dug up and burnt orchards to kill the cider industry.
ReplyDeleteAnon, leave it to government.
DeleteI have a cottage in Sylva NC. I now live in SE Georgia. The wife and I make a trip to see the leaves turn and to hit the apple orchards. The other trips are for trout fishing. It is mostly Browns with the occasional Rainbow.
ReplyDeleteTsquared, there's no better eating than a 16 inch Brown.
DeleteGood for him. Now, if he can bring the chestnuts back...
ReplyDeleteedutcher, where'd they go?
DeleteBlight. About 10 years before WWI. Destroyed all the chestnut trees in the US. My family's house, built before the blight hit, had chestnut in all the door frames, which jacked up the value enormously.
DeleteThe old line, "Chestnuts roasting on an open fire", was no more than an old memory when Mel Torme wrote the song.
edutcher, well damn, I did not know that.
DeleteI've read his story before. It really is amazing.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Odie.
You all be safe and God bless.
LindaG, everyone needs a hobby.
DeleteI love apples. I especially love the fairly new "Atomic Crisp" apples.
ReplyDeleteI also love this story. Thanks for sharing it!!!
John, glad you enjoyed it.
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