Lutts, Tennessee

There was no logical reason to visit Lutts, Tennessee.

With a population of just 530 people, it has no tourist attractions.

We didn’t know anyone there.

And, it was in the middle of nowhere, 149 miles east of Memphis (where we were) and 127 miles south of Nashville (where we were booked that night). In fact, it was almost in Alabama!  The detour would add 64 miles (much of it on back roads) to our day’s drive, and necessitate a brief mid-day charge of the Tesla so we could reach Nashville.

But ever since I learned about the existence of Lutts, Tennessee a few years ago (thanks to Google Maps) I’d wanted to go there.

First, because it’s the only community named Lutts in the U.S. (there are a couple of roads named Lutts in other states).

And second because it might not be named Lutts much longer (more about that later).

So it was an easy choice to opt for the beautiful back roads in and out of Lutts over the direct and less scenic Route 40 that could have taken us directly to Nashville.

The first sign of the community was this.

Welcome to Lutts Community

Then came a small cemetery, followed by a handful of houses—well spread out, a small gravel pit, a small auto body business, a church, and the post office.

Here’s the post office.

United States Post Office Lutts, Tennessee

The post office was interesting to me because it was the postal service that “created” the community of Lutts.

According to what I found online a few years ago, when the U.S. postal authorities first established a post office there in 1888, they asked the first postmaster, John D. Stricklin, to come up with a name for the location, and suggested that it be a short one. So Stricklin suggested his physician and friend, Dr. Alexander Lutts.

No, Dr. Lutts was not related to me (except in the sense that we are probably all related to each other if you go back far enough).

But I spent quite a bit of time on genealogy databases a few years back looking at Dr. Lutts’ genealogy (looking to prove or disprove that) and here’s what I found.

Alexander Lutts was born in 1828 in North Carolina, he married a Tennessee girl named Margaret Weatherford when she was about 17, and they had five children.

His great-grandfather, Johannes George Lutz, was born in Germany (near Stuttgart), and immigrated to North Carolina, where he married twice, had at least six children and was killed in the Battle of Ramsour’s Mill in 1780—part of the American Revolution.

The switch in spelling from Lutz to Lutts was part of the process of Americanization, which also yielded Leutes and Lutes among Johannes’ descendants.

My ancestors traveled a parallel path, with my great-great-great grandfather John Lutts born in Philadelphia in 1764, to a man who was almost certainly named Lutz in Germany.

Back in the present, as we were taking photos outside the Lutts post office, the door opened and out popped the postmistress, Pam Warrington, as she was closing for the day!

It was about ten past noon, and she explained that the post office hours had recently been cut to four hours a day, four days a week (thus my speculation that if the trend continues, the community may cease to exist—at least as an official entity.)

She also revealed that the pronunciation there is Loots, as in lutes, and that there are no remaining members of the family left. The last to live there, Elmer Lutts, had two daughters, but they both married, took their husbands’ names, and moved to the east and west parts of the state.

The whole time we were talking, I don’t believe one car passed by.

So we said our good-byes to Pam.

We took a picture by the church next door (this was just after Mother’s Day.)

A mother's steadfast love was fashioned by the angels and sent from god above

And we drove out of Lutts, stopping to take one more picture at the final official sign.

Lutts Unincorporated

If you ever find yourself there, let me know!

7 thoughts on “Lutts, Tennessee

  1. Great post, Tim!

    My wife, Lisa, and I spent five years in Tennessee. We always intended to visit Lutts, but a few months after we arrived in Tennessee we acquired a rescue dog (well, the dog acquired us by showing up at our doorstep starving) and we couldn’t leave it for an overnight trip.

    Not visiting Lutts has always been a disappointment, especially since we returned North a few years ago. So we both appreciate your post.

  2. I have lived in Lutts my entire life. It is peaceful, quiet, scenic, seemingly untouched by the crazy world around it. I cannot imagine trying to raise our family anywhere else. Lutts is definitly one of those unnoticed blessings!

  3. Hello Timothy, I was watching a news show which had an item about ‘Made in America’ & I saw a truck from Scott Trucking of Lutts Tennessee in the vision. I googled the town to see its location & then searched to find out it’s origin / when it was settled & came across your site.

    Thank you for the information.

    My late husband’s sister has done extensive family history research & the ancestors are English. I know that there are ‘Lutt’s’ in Germany & suspected that Lutt could be an anglicised version of Lutz.

    Oh, by the way, the ancestors emigrated to Australia. I believe that my grandson & great nephew are the only ones to carry on the name in Australia.


    Jane Lutt

  4. Hi! Enjoyed reading your story. My mother was born and raised in Lutts. My grandparents had a farm there, and my happiest memories come from there. Although I was raised in Nashville and now live in Kentucky, Lutts will always be home to me. It is a special place like no other.

  5. Thanks for posting! My maternal grandfather, George Washington Hall, operated a small lumber mill in Lutts during the late 1920s and the early 1930s. My mom, Mary Pearl (Hall) Berg, was born there (at home, I believe) in 1932 and lived there for several years before my grandfather got in trouble with the law and took his family in the road (they eventually landed in Wardell, MO). The Sherrills also lived in the Collinwood area—my grandmother was Sally Emoline (Sherrill) Hall—and I’ve traced the Sherrills all the way back to Devon, England in the early 1600s. I’ve never visited Lutts, but hope to get there someday.

  6. Hi Timothy, I am actually on my way now to Lutts to visit my Granny’s gravesite at the Lutts cemetary. My Daddy was born in Savannah, TN and they lived in Lutts. I should be arriving sometime tomorrow. My Daddy said when he was a boy the roads around there were not even paved but it was a nice little community. His Aunt and Uncle owned a little store there. He has very fond memories of his Aunt Effie! Just thought I would share that with you.

  7. I have been dateing a woman from Lutts, it is a peaceful place . I couldn’t find a Cell signal
    So while searching i was on the side of the road near a church . The only place i could make a call.. So many people stopped to ask if i need help. I was surprised by the generosity and kind words and offers to help me…

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