So I wanted to take a moment to post in this thread. Growing up in Nashville I have many fond memories of the park. Every year from the age of 13 I got a season pass for Christmas. Back then it was nothing to drop off a 13 year old kid at the park alone. I spent almost every Sunday afternoon at the park from open of season to close. For the few of you who only went once, you indeed did miss a great little place. Although it has been gone from our lives for 16 years I still can smell the grease from the Little Deuce Coupe, and the wood buildings of the Dulcimer splash ( Originally Flume Zoom).
Although I have now read most of the posts in this thread, I would have loved to see the park thriving today. Alas it would be less than it was then now. With Dollywood ever growing, Holiday World just a few hours from Nashville, the park locked in its location with no room to grow. Today it may have been closed anyway. The park served its time, and people that visited it well. Providing fun for all who entered. I had my first kiss on the Sky Ride over the park, I rode the Grizzly River Rampage in 30 degree weather ( not smart I know, but so worth it. I had the boat to myself ). I saw them build Hangman from the ground up, and watched the Barnstormers come down. I remember the Angle Inn and the Flip Side theater. Rock-n-Roller coaster was my first coaster, and Walbash Cannonball was my first looping coaster. I remember to this day how I got tricked into riding it. ( I was 8 and scared to death of it. My mom went to ride it. My aunt watching me while we waited. I got scared and wanted to be with my mom. So my aunt walked me up the line, and to the station. My mom was just coming back in and unloading from the car. My Aunt said we have to cross the car to get to her. She got in and sat down. She then said Sit down, we have to sit. I panicked but sat down and they locked me in. The rest is history, and now I am a coaster fan.)
Chaos came in as killer technology with clocks and fire, went out as a tin foil spaceship and a dragon. The Grizzly dried up and was transformed into Chaos Industries haunted attraction.
The finally Christmas in the park was here and all the lights sparkled, but somehow much dimmer. In the Lakeside area they set up a shop selling off all the old signs and souvenirs were all 50% off. We got to rock around the Christmas tree one last time in the Little Deuce Coupe. I had my picture made in a Rock-n-Roller Coaster car sitting under the Hangman sign. Flashbacks of family photos on the Raft Ride that was once where the Old Mill Scream stood. Pictures of the zoo area, turned into the Screaming Delta Demon. That Christmas morning I woke to some amazing treats. I was gifted parts of the park, that was auctioned off. I own a few signs that once hung in the park, as well as quite a bit of old items including a watch.
So yeah, that is my long ass story of my life and times with the park. It was always a family tradition, and became like a second home. As you can see I watched it span and grow, and fall apart. Sure it would be great to have it back, but would it be worth the keeping now? Would it have fallen so far behind the coaster race that it was just a place that would have went out on a sour note. No, it went out on a high note, leaving behind great memories of what was, not of what it may have become.