The persistent sounds of the work whistle lure first time visitors into the notion that Red Hill is strictly regimented and dully ordinary; however, in the seclusion of the southern rural settlement exists a group of people whose intertwined lives are characterized by deep sorrows, unworldly strengths, amazing talents, and embedded secrets-all of which contribute to the vivid colorization of each resident in the simply planned community. Inside the screened-in porches, intriguing melodramas envelope, involve, and define not only that company house but various other structures whose inhabitants do more than sip their sweet tea and predict the next weather change. Its founder's progressive dream of creating a boomtown slowly vanished but the work remains consistent and provides a living for the skilled and unskilled alike; the fullness of life there is rich and rewarding even as residents eek out an adequate existence. Despite its limitations, it is remembered as a culturally rich environment for those people fortunate enough to experience it.
