I still love the old cotton mill in Toccoa, but I’m afraid its fate is sealed. Who wants an old mill in this area. In Atlanta, it would be developed into cool condos with thriving places to eat nearby. Here, it sits on a hill alone and abandoned except for occasionally being used for a local roofing company’s storage. There’s no one to step up and buy it. So it remains little more than an iconic memory of a time long past.