Winnwood Retirement
Resort-Style Retirement
• Independent Living
• Assisted Living
• No buy-in fees
• Limousine transportation
• Weekly trips
• Family-owned
• Delicious cuisine
• Pet-friendly w/Dog Park
• Housekeeping & laundry
• 9 hole putting green
• Full Activity Calendar
• Variety of floorplans
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100 Whitlock Avenue, Marietta - One block from the historic Marietta Square
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The Winn
9 Hole Putting Green
One block from
the Historic
Marietta Square
WinnWOOF Doggy Park
Marietta’s scenery and economy in the
late 30s and early 40s than Virginia
Hill, tossing cash throughout the town
like it was candy.
“This ol’ scribbler will never
forget the first time I laid eyes on
Virginia Hill. Harold Benson, a group
of other young fellows and I were
girl-watching in front of the nowclosed
Hodges Drug Store in Marietta’s
North Park Square, where Shop
Til You Drop is now. That was back in
1940. A black Cadillac convertible
tooled up across the street. Out
stepped a buxom, barefooted,
auburn-haired beauty, clad only in a
halter and shorts. All us young fellows
eyed Virginia intently as she slinked
along the rails implanted at the edges
of the park. Tied up to these rails were
a number of horse-drawn wagons
from which farmers sold fresh
vegetables. She made a purchase at
Florence’s, a leading department store
at the time, and headed back to her
convertible. Suddenly, one of the
horses reared up, brayed loudly and
pawed at the cobblestone pavement.
‘Good Lord, she is even driving
the horses mad,’ said Benson, who was
quite a connoisseur of young ladies in
those days.”
He goes on to say she was the
most gossiped-about girl in town, and
once rented an apartment in a large
house across from the First Presbyterian
Church in Marietta, the white
house where Little & Smith’s Inc.
Insurance Bond’s office is now. Beth
Abbott (later Mrs. B.C. Yates) lived
across the hall and shared a phone
until Hill could get her own installed,
and Abbott recalled that Hill would
curse and yell into the phone at all
hours of the night, all long distance
calls, and was obsessed with the mail
arriving. One day, she and Abbott
were sitting in their Brumby rockers
on the front porch when the mail
arrived. Hill tore open a shoebox and
inside were several hundred dollar
bills wrapped in newspapers. “I was
beginning to think Joe forgot about
me,” she said, referring to Joe Epstein,
the bigtime Chicago racketeer who
supplied Hill with money for some
untold reason her whole life.
20 COBB LIFE | APRIL 2021
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