The little village of White City near the top of the Muldraugh Hill road has scenic cliffs, ravines and a horseshoe bend. Many years ago, Mr. Anderson had a store and painted and whitewashed all his buildings, rock fences flower bed borders, and gate posts all white in order to make the premises clean and orderly. All the neighbors along the road followed his example. One day, Mr. Morrison was driving leisurely along admiring it all and remarked that is should be called “White City”. This pleasured the people and so it was named.