Our New England ancestors arrived in Naperville (a small town near Chicago) in 1833. At that time, it was a farming community, but the evangelical college had just relocated to Naperville. It was at the college where our great-grandparents, Guy and Nannie, met and fell in love. I have great fondness for several small towns of my ancestral towns, but for Oak Valley, I needed a flat terrain with snow.
Naperville has a river, and Oak Valley only has a stream. In his diary, our great-grandfather, Guy, mentions taking Nannie for a buggy ride to see a hill, because she was so homesick for the hills and mountains of East Tennessee.