Letters To The Editor

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 June 2014


The Explorer Is An Awaited Item

Dear Editor:
A special word of thanks to the staff of The Kentucky Explorer for publishing my letter regarding my shop materials, especially the lumber, small cut off pieces, and leftover material from various projects through the years.
Readers as far away as Columbus, Ohio, and Pee Wee Valley, Kentucky, responded.
The Kentucky Explorer is a much awaited item in my mailbox each month.
Please continue publishing the wealth of Kentucky information which is a joy to the magazine's readers.
Bob G. Ray
182 Johnstan Street
Owingsville, KY 40360


Remembering Oneida
And Hyden, Kentucky

Dear Editor:
In 1951-1952 my father, William E. Pugh, M. D., served as an obstetrician and gynecologist at the Oneida Maternity Hospital in Clay County, Kentucky. I was a small child but remember those days quite clearly.
My parents, sister, and I normally lived in Louisville in Jefferson County, but a Louisville General Hospital program related to my father's residency in OB/GYN took our family to Oneida for four months for each of those years.
My father, when he was not working, went frog-gigging with the neighbor men. He taught me to ride a horse, of which he also borrowed from a neighbor, and we forded creeks and rivers and made house calls to his isolated patients in the hollows around Oneida.
I well remember walking across swinging bridges, skipping rocks in the creeks, and enjoying the company of the cow in the barnyard next door.
I played with a girl called Icee Veree. Whether this is the actual spelling, I don't know.
The boy who lived next door was about 12 at the time; his name was Ronnie Herd. If he is still alive, he is a very old man.
We went to Hyden and visited Mary Breckenridge, founder of the Frontier Nursing Service, in the days when the nurses had just switched from horseback to Jeeps. I remember Mary Breckenridge very well at that time. She was a white-haired woman, bent by a badly-healed broken back.
I would really like to see photos of Oneida during this time.
Cristina Potters
Calle Aguascalientes 174, Int. 201
Col. La Condesa
Del. Cuauhtemoc
Distrito Federal, MX 06170
patalarga@gmail.com


Noah's Ark On Foot
Dear Editor:
My grandparents, Joseph Frank-lin "Joe Frank" Glass and Sarah Alice Smith Glass, lived on Dickey's Fork, Owen County, Kentucky (see photos on previous page). They had seven children: Wava Beryl, Florian Augustus, Dallas Crutcher, Medger Sanford, Carmon Ercell, Ruby Mae, and Sybil Dean.
Joe Frank was a deputy county clerk and was away a lot, making deeds; and so his daughter, Wava, was deputized to issue marriage licenses in his absence. Wava died of tuberculosis at the age of 17 and was buried in the Richland Baptist Cemetery in Owen County in 1903.
In January of 1905, the family moved to Skinnersburg in Scott County. The younger children rode in the carriage with their mother while the older boys helped their father drive the livestock up the turnpike. They started out before dawn and did not arrive until well after dark.
The boys rode horseback, herding the cattle, sheep, oxen, hogs, turkeys, guineas, and mules up the unpaved road. They had to keep rounding up the turkeys, as they wanted to roost in nearby trees as dark approached. Thankfully, the hens and roosters had been caged and were in a wagon. The animals were not any happier to be at their new home than the ones seeing that they got there safely.
Grandmother had a hot meal for them when they finally arrived and had secured everything in the barn. The house they moved to wasn't as nice as what they had been used to, and life on the new farm was hard.
Less than two months after the move, twins, Buford Earl (my father) and Bula Pearl, were born. When they told my grandmother she had twins, she turned her face to the wall and said, "My cup runneth over."
Evelyn Glass Lyons
439 Sebree Road
Stamping Ground, KY 40379
jdeereman66@bellsouth.net


These are just samples of the many letters in each issue of The Explorer.