It’s the
Saturday before the 4th of July as I write this and the people
of Magoffin County are getting ready for their celebration of
America’s birthday. It was decided to
have the events a little early this year rather than wait until the
weekend after the 4th. Although we have temperatures hovering
at or over the 100 degree mark everything seems to be going along as
planned complete with pageants, a parade, fireworks, etc. It has been one
of the hottest weeks on record and quite dry even with the intermittent
thunderstorms that we have had.
I have
been reminiscing this week about the 4th of July celebrations
that were held over on the Connelley Farm back in the 1950s. I’m sure
some of you readers have memories of those events also.
Some of
the people I knew while growing up here in Magoffin
County have come to mind also. My dad’s sister Gertrude Preston married Robert
Hudson of Washington, DC. Bob, as he was called, and
his father built the famous Gatlin submachine gun but it is said that some
Chicago crooks stole the patent rights and all he came out of the deal
with was a gold wrist watch which my cousin Lois still has.
Uncle Bob
would come to our Burton Fork farm to hunt quail. His hunting buddy was
Harry Thomas, grandfather of Richard Thomas who became well known as “John
Boy” in the Walton TV series.
I became
their guide as I knew where every covey of quail or rabbits could be
found.
Harry
Thomas gave me a little pup and it became the best rabbit and squirrel dog
on Burton Fork! I really worked hard training that dog. Some time later
I finally got a Plott hound in Ohio to use as a hunting dog.
Harry
Thomas was the County Judge over in neighboring
Johnson County and also the
president of the National Plott Hound Association. A man with the last
name of Rogers from Missouri was the vice president and I was the
secretary-treasurer. Once we visited Mr. Rogers in Missouri for a couple
of nights of hunting. He came here for a visit and we set out on hunting
trips for a few nights.
I like to
think back on those days and I watch the Walton’s on TV every chance I get
as I enjoy the programs and feel like I have a connection with the actors.
One
oddity on our forty-acre farm has never been solved. There was a
so-called Indian graveyard located on the ridge and when the field below
this area was plowed, I would follow along after the plow and pick up
brown glass looking objects. I would carry them to a hollow to keep the
mules from cutting their legs on them. My mother told me she had done the
same thing when she was young so there must have been a quantity of these
in the area. That ravine we threw them into has since been filled up with
trees, etc.
I
remember sticking a pole into a crack of the supposed Indian grave and in
my young mind; it seemed to be the size of a small room. I got scared and
ran off the hill as my mother respected an Indian grave the same as any
final resting place and never wanted this area bothered.
I know of
at least three more supposed Indian Grave sites located on the Powers Farm
of Mash Fork. There is another one of Bear Tree Fork of Rockhouse and I
am told another one of the Wireman farm on Route 542 in South Magoffin.
I would
like to know more of the history and locations of Indian areas. We have
lost most of our older people who remembered the folklore of their
ancestors.
And so it
is with the loss of Winna Lee Rowe Williams who will be laid to rest this
Thursday. Winna Lee was age 87, having been
born on November
14, 1924, a daughter of William “Uncle Bill” Rowe and “Aunt” Lizzie Prater
Rowe. She passed away on Monday, July 2 and will be sorely missed. She
had a treasure-trove of memories of families and life in the past and
could always be counted on to write down or tell about her experiences. It
wasn’t too many years ago that she and her late husband Ellis Williams
were grand marshals in the Vanderpool Founders Day parade.
Winna Lee had a special knack for capturing “pictures of the past”
in poetry and we always enjoyed her work. We are grateful that she shared
some of her memories with us for the publications of the Magoffin County
Historical Society. It is especially sad for us that she will not see the
finished product of the Magoffin County Sesquicentennial book that we have
in our files to complete.
It
was only a month ago that we lost her brother Charles A. Rowe. Uncle Bill
and Aunt Lizzie left a good legacy in their children. Their lives have
been lived for the good of their community and they serve as good examples
for us all.