“What on Earth is in Caddo Mills?” I asked myself this question as I drove toward Greenville out of McKinney. A resident of this town of about 1500 people gave me instructions to her house with all the fervor and enthusiasm as if Caddo Mills is the treasure of Texas. I suppose it is in its own aspect. We all feel some regard for out town being the center of the universe. Our universe.
Caddo Mills has a story as most little towns do. It got started around a grist mill back around 1850. Grain was ground there in case you wondering what the grist mill is. Get a store, a church and a post office and you’ve got a town. Throw in a railroad and you will have growth. However events significant such as the Great Depression tend to hinder the success of a nook. But it’s heart still beats strong and this tight little community has an interesting history. Why there is even a historical society.
My time in Caddo Mills was very limited and I hardly had enough time to leave the area to take a picture of something on this very gloomy day two weeks ago. I used my Nikon and took no time to set the aperture. The photo came out rather blue. Just a tinsy little bit of historgram adjustment with red took out the blue and this photo presents more accurate.