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Thank you for visiting. Please enjoy reminiscing and learning more about John Rice. John Rice deserves to be remembered and celebrated because he made it his life's mission to remember those who had come before - who, with grit, determination, and ingenuity settled our Appalachia region. John Rice and his family preserved the tools, musical instruments, buildings, and, most importantly, the stories that would have quickly disappeared if not for their dedicated efforts. 
The Museum of Appalachia is a living history museum, and in a similar way, this permanent website will be a virtual experience that will constantly evolve with new photos, videos, and first-hand stories. We sincerely hope you will leave a tribute, contribute photos, and add stories to build on the legacy of John Rice Irwin. You can also click the Invite Now tab (top-right corner) to help your friends and family share this site.

April 23, 2022
April 23, 2022
I met John Rice Irwin as a child visiting him with my grandmother Dorothy Goin Gray. She was a teacher originally in Claiborne Co. and then later in Anderson Co. He was her superintendent of schools and also a fellow alum of LMU. She had quite the gift of gab and although a good 20 years his senior, she enjoyed visiting him very much. She also spent time teaching in Germany. They had much in common. I was fortunate to tag along ! I particularly loved the sheep herding during Homecoming, and watching the herders run the pups and the sheep. It was mesmerizing to me and as a result I have a sweet Australian shepherd! Four generations of our family have visited and enjoyed The Museum of Appalachia over the years.
April 14, 2022
April 14, 2022
I met John Rice Irwin back in 2017 when I started at meadow view, he welcomed me with a big smile and a kind heart. He made my job so much easier I’m thankful for the memories he gave me.

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April 23, 2022
April 23, 2022
I met John Rice Irwin as a child visiting him with my grandmother Dorothy Goin Gray. She was a teacher originally in Claiborne Co. and then later in Anderson Co. He was her superintendent of schools and also a fellow alum of LMU. She had quite the gift of gab and although a good 20 years his senior, she enjoyed visiting him very much. She also spent time teaching in Germany. They had much in common. I was fortunate to tag along ! I particularly loved the sheep herding during Homecoming, and watching the herders run the pups and the sheep. It was mesmerizing to me and as a result I have a sweet Australian shepherd! Four generations of our family have visited and enjoyed The Museum of Appalachia over the years.
April 14, 2022
April 14, 2022
I met John Rice Irwin back in 2017 when I started at meadow view, he welcomed me with a big smile and a kind heart. He made my job so much easier I’m thankful for the memories he gave me.
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The Life & Times of John Rice Irwin

January 18, 2022
While Irwin was still a toddler, his family was forced to move from their farm to make way for the flooding of Norris Lake and the construction of Norris Dam. They first settled in Robertsville, but the Manhattan Project forced them to move yet again, this time to the Bethel Community.
For as long as he could remember, Irwin was captivated by the rich cultural history of East Tennessee and its people. As a young boy, he would sit at the feet of his grandmother, Ibbie Jane Rice, and grandfather, Marcellus Moss “Sill” Rice, and listen intently to their stories of the past. Sill took notice of his grandson’s fascination and said to him, “you ought to keep the old-timey things that belonged to our people and start you a little museum sometime.” It was this advice that would ultimately inspire Irwin to create the Museum of Appalachia.
After graduating from high school, he served in the United States Army and was stationed in Germany during the Korean War. After his discharge, he returned to East Tennessee and used the G.I. Bill to continue his education, obtaining a bachelor’s degree in history from Lincoln Memorial University and later a master’s degree in international law from the University of Tennessee. 
It was while attending Lincoln Memorial University that he met and later married Elizabeth McDaniel Irwin, a union that produced two daughters, first Karen, and then Elaine. John Rice and Elizabeth were married for 53 years until her passing in 2008.
Irwin taught for several years in both public schools and colleges, and in 1962, Irwin became the youngest superintendent of schools in the state when he was elected to the position in Anderson County at the age of 31. All the while, Irwin spent his free time traveling throughout the hills and hollers of Southern Appalachia collecting “old-timey things,” and more importantly, the stories behind them. Irwin bought a historic cabin and placed it on his family property in Norris. With extreme attention to detail, he tried to recreate what the cabin would have looked like when it was first built in 1898.
Before long, the Irwin family welcomed friends and visitors to view their unique collection. It became so popular that it interrupted the Irwin family’s daily life, so they began charging a nominal fee. The Museum officially opened in 1969 and would welcome some 600 visitors that year. Today, the Museum regularly greets tens of thousands of guests per year.
In 1980, Irwin retired from teaching and devoted all his time and effort to developing the Museum. With the help of his family, Irwin’s Museum would eventually grow to house 35 log structures, including the cabin of the Mark Twain Family, plus three large exhibit buildings that house tens of thousands of Appalachian artifacts. Irwin also hosted special events at the Museum, including Tennessee Fall Homecoming—a music and heritage festival that enjoyed a nearly 40-year run.
It was during the 1980s that the Museum exploded in popularity, largely due to the promotion and praise of notable Tennesseans like then-Governor Lamar Alexander and writer Alex Haley.
After visiting, Haley purchased a farm across the street from the Museum and spent the rest of his life singing its praises.
In 1989, Irwin won a MacArthur Foundation fellowship, which he used to build the Museum’s Hall of Fame. He received a variety of awards throughout his career, including honorary doctorates from Lincoln Memorial University, Carson Newman University, and Tusculum University.
Irwin published numerous books on tenets of Appalachian life, including baskets, guns, quilts, and music. A 20-year friendship with a remarkable Tennessee mountain character led to the publishing of his most popular work, Alex Stewart: Portrait of a Pioneer.
Irwin operated the Museum until it was converted to a 501(c)3 nonprofit organization in 2003. He served in an advisory role for the next decade, during which the Museum achieved recognition as a Smithsonian Affiliate.
When asked about his friend’s passing, Lamar Alexander said, “John Rice Irwin displayed Appalachian pioneer history in a way that no one else ever has. His tens of thousands of items in the Museum of Appalachia remind us that we don’t have to go outside our own backyards to find interesting people. For sixty years he stayed up late into the night writing books and matching artifacts with stories so that we could better understand who we are. He taught us about ancestors who made or grew things instead of buying them. He was an engaging genius and a generous friend. Honey and I will miss him greatly.”
Irwin was preceded in death by his father, Glenn G. Irwin, mother, Ruth Rice Irwin, wife Elizabeth Ann McDaniel Irwin, daughter, Karen Ann Irwin Erickson, and nephew Robert David Irwin. Survivors include his daughter, Elaine Irwin Meyer, and husband Edward William Meyer III, his loving brother David and wife Carolyn, and his three grandchildren, Maia Lindsey Gallaher and husband Jason Gallaher, John Rice Irwin Meyer and wife Sara Meyer, and Edward William Meyer IV. He was also blessed with 5 great-grandchildren, Rese, Avery, Meyer, Landry, and Parker. He is also survived by a plethora of relatives, including niece Anne Irwin Buhl and grandniece Katherine Buhl.
Irwin dedicated his life to preserving the rich heritage of the people of Southern Appalachia, and nothing would please him more than for that preservation to continue for generations to come.

For the Greater Good: Norris Dam

October 7, 2022
July 28, 2016

This WBIR documentary special coincided with the 80th anniversary of Norris Dam, TVA's first dam and one of the first experiments of President Franklin D. Roosevelt's "New Deal." We examine the history and future of the dam that drastically changed the physical and social landscape of East Tennessee. Thousands of photographs, rare recordings, and interviews tell the story of a project that brought hope to an area at the expense of 14,000 people forced to abandon their ancestral homes, dig up their loved ones' graves, and drown their communities in a new lake for the greater good of society. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sC048uPg_6U
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Celebrating the Life of John Rice ~ April 24, 2022

April 26, 2022
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The day John Rice was buried in Norris Memorial Gardens located on the hilltop just above the Museum, it was a frigid, grey, blustery day - but it seemed kinda appropriate for some reason. This past Sunday it was sunny and warm but again blustery - and again it was very appropriate. I filmed some of the guest speakers with just my cell phone and decided to put this short video together for those who couldn't be there. The wind was blowing pictures and flowers to the ground, and the peacocks were howling, so the sound isn't always great, but I hope it captures the admiration, the love, and the appreciation everyone shared for A Good Man Gone Home.
April 21, 2022
I worked with John Rice Irwin through the Museum of Appalachia for about 13 years. and about half of that in a one-on-one relationship with him as his Aide.  When I heard of the Celebration of his Life that would be held in April, I was looking forward to attending and listening to the stories that were sure to arise surrounding this remarkable human being.When I later found that the Celebration would be on April 24, I was saddened that I would be out of town attending to a family event that had been planned even prior to John Rice's passing.As compensation for my inability to attend, I offer this heart-felt recollection of the fascinating time that I was able to share with this great man:


After having worked closely with John Rice Irwin for over a decade as his Aide, I was understandably dismayed at his passing.  John Rice and I had become very good and close friends as I had sat for many hours listening and recording his wonderful recollections of the interesting and quaint personalities with whom he had met and known throughout his astonishing career as an archivist and collector of Appalachian life and artifacts.  Only the advent of the Corona virus and the closure of the Nursing home in which John Rice resided hindered our weekly meetings, discussions, and dictations.  Through it all, I became acutely aware of John Rice's quick and sometimes acerbic sense of humor.  He was an entertaining and witty man, and this became even more evident as I spent more and more time with him.

I am one who, when warm weather sets in, will wear shorts nearly every day.  I'm not sure that John Rice ever put on a pair of short pants a day of his adult life, and he was quick to make comments about my mode of warm weather dress, but always with a gleam in his eye, which cued me that he was playfully poking for a reaction.  He always loved for me to respond in a like way, to the tune of something like:  "Well only we guys without your skinny legs could look good in shorts!"  To which he would laugh.  I'd always heard that John Rice could be intimidating, but I found that the key to befriending him was not to take his kidding and joking remarks personally, but to respond to him in a like way.  The book on which John Rice was continually working, for example, started out with the title "The One-Hundred Most Interesting People I Have Met."  After his list of one-hundred had swelled to about 250, I noted to him that he was going to have to change the name of his book, further noting to him, "But nobody has ever referred to you as long-winded, have they?"  That evoked a hearty laugh from him.  As such, we always had a deep personal respect and liking of one another.  He always seemed very pleased when I would show up each week at his room at Meadowview.

As I sat with him and recorded by hand his oral stories and recollections about the charming personalities of his Appalachian realm, I was most taken by his remarkable memory.  He could remember in great detail when an event had happened, what had happened, what the subject had said, and the aftermath.  He mused admiringly, on the side, about his early home life, his funny and sometimes perilous contacts with the mountain folk, and his days in Germany as an Army recruit.  I would always take my hand-written notes home, and before re-visiting with John Rice the following week would sit on the computer and transcribe his stories to print.  There were many, many occasions where I would re-organize and re-write what he had told me in order for the story to flow.  I would print the story off and take it in for him to read and to proof the following week.  He really appreciated the way I wrote and very seldom made any changes in the script which I had written.  There were a couple of his stories about which I had to do an ample amount of internet research, after which I virtually wrote the story, incorporating his recollections into the script.  After reading them, John Rice readily approved and accepted the way I had written the stories, with sometimes very minor changes.  As anyone who has written anything for John Rice could acknowledge, he was a stickler for something being written the way he wanted it written.

I think another bonding agent between John Rice and myself was the fact that I had worked in the public schools as a teacher and counselor for 39 years.  As the previous Superintendent of Anderson County Schools, John Rice appreciated those who had served as personnel in the public schools and felt a connection to them.  And this may be the source of his insistence on fluency in writing and grammar.  He seemed to always enjoy our contemplations over uses of punctuation.  In his writings, I noted that he depended heavily on use of the semi-colon where a comma should have been used.  In my typed transcription, I would many times change his semi-colon to a comma, and on his proof reading many times he would change it back to a semi-colon.  This would result in our revisiting the English rules of the use of punctuation, after which he would usually relent and agree to the comma.  Keep in mind this was always in good humor with a lot of verbal poking and laughing during the process.

John Rice loved good country food and good coffee.  Whenever we had a good country meal at home of the likes of corn bread and pinto beans, Collard greens, or my Transparent pie or bourbon ball candy, I would take John Rice a plate or sample of these delectables the next time I visited, to which he was always appreciative.  I knew he had always loved a good cup of coffee and noted that his coffee at the nursing home was a Folger's coffee bag which was dipped in microwave-heated water to elicit a tea-like cup of "coffee".  On many occasions prior to my meeting with him, I would run to Weigel's and bring him a great cup of real coffee, which he greatly cherished.

As one who came to know him as a boss, an entertainer, a mentor, and a good friend, I knew him best as one of the most important and earth-moving pioneers of the modern Appalachian area--one who preserved the dignity, ingenuity, and integrity of the Appalachian culture.  He was a man who was as comfortable relating to a mountaineer in a ramshackle cabin as he was to a United States Senator, and could do so with equal understanding.  He loved the farmer, the moonshiner, the coon hunter, the trapper, the fisherman, and the Mayor and Pulitzer Prize winner all the same, and his transition over the threshold between them all was seamless.  He was a story teller, a musician, an archivist, an educator, and a friend to every sort of person in every walk of life.  John Rice Irwin was a truly unique individual who marched to the beat of his own drum and never held back in an environment of "you can'ts".

His Legacy is the legitimacy of Appalachia and it's people.

Clock from old county court house

April 15, 2022
John Rice Irwin enlisted my dads help in getting the clock in running order after it was moved to the museum.  Their friendship continued until my dads deat

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