Each month, The Kentucky
Explorer magazine receives literally scores of letters from
our faithful readers. Whenever possible, we try to publish as
many of them as possible in the 12 pages we have set aside for
"Letters to the Editor."
Here are actual letters from December
Enjoyed Old Photo Of Corbin
I enjoy The Kentucky Explorer and read it from cover-to-cover.
In the August 2010, it was nice to see an old photo of my hometown,
I like the stories and old songs that are printed. I am 75 years
old and the magazine brings back so many memories.
L. J. Lloyd
7721 Cool Sands
San Antonio, TX 78223
I enjoy reading The Kentucky Explorer for it brings back memories
of my boyhood in Carter County, Kentucky.
I am trying to clear up a story that was told to me when I was
a little boy over 80 years ago.
The story is that the Stamper and Prater families were having
a feud around 1890 or 1900 in Olive Hill or Grayson, Kentucky.
According to family lore, Steve and Grant Stamper had an argument
or a duel with the Praters, and both were shot and killed.If
anyone knows the real story, I would like to know what really
Thanks for the memories.
625 E. Mark Street
Marion, OH 43302
Reminiscences Of An Old
I would like to share an old article that was contributed to
the Greenup Kentucky Gazette on February 28, 1912, by Colonel
Worthington of Greenup County, about my great-grandfather, Aaron
I felt this information would be interesting for readers of The
Kentucky Explorer, especially genealogists.
"As the sunset of night draws nigh the mind naturally reverts
to the past, and while there are many minor instances that are
clouded and obscure, there are others which are engraven upon
the tablets of memory that will remain until the final 'muster
out' takes place. This is especially so with those who participated
in the Civil War. Their names, their faces, and their peculiar
characteristics, as the mind passes them in review, are all present
"But there is one whose manly form stands out in bold relief.
When duty called he was ever present, standing tall and straight
as the 'mountain pine,' lythe as the tiger, and equally fierce
when danger was confronted.'
His kind, brown eyes, and smiling face invited confidence from
all with whom he came in contact. He was ever ready to head the
cause of the suffering companion. At all times as kind and sympathetic
as the mother is to the cries of her suffering infant. In him
his comrades placed implicit confidence when danger was to be
met. No difficult reconnaissance was to be made unless his services
were required. His companions placed the most implicit confidence
in his courage, judgment, and prudence. With an eye like the
eagle and with a cunning and skill equal to the Indian, he could
obtain more information of the location of the enemy than any
man in the command.
"The subject of this sketch, Arron Arms, was born in North
Carolina, April 16, 1824, and died November 8, 1909. Early in
life he migrated to Morgan County, Kentucky, with his family,
bringing with them those sturdy traits which adorn the character
of the Virginians and Carolinians of those early days: hospitality,
honesty, and courage. The 'latch string' ever hung out; the door
was ever open for the stranger, the neighbor, and the needy.
Avarice had no abiding place with them. Often I have seen this
gallant soldier, when marching through the scorching sands of
the South, under the blistering rays of the southern sun, take
from the shoulders of a wearied comrade his knapsack, adding
to his own, and carrying it for hours without complaining. His
powers of endurance seemed almost inexhaustible, ever ready to
return a favor or redress a wrong. His education was neglected
in early youth, as the facilities for obtaining an education
in Eastern Kentucky during his youth were almost impossible to
the children of the poor. Had he been surrounded by different
environments and been the recipient of a liberal education, his
shoulders might have been adorned with stars instead of his insignia
of rank, the common blue blouse of the private soldier.
"He enlisted in October, 1861, in Company B, 22nd Kentucky
Volunteer Infantry and served continually until January 1865.
"But to such as him is due the preservation of the states
of this glorious republic.
"All honor to them!
Mildred Veach Enyart
1713 Crimson Drive
Worthington, KY 41183
just samples of the many letters in each issue of The Explorer.