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.”

Dear Editor:

I look forward to receiving each issue of The Kentucky Explorer, and enjoy it very much.

With the Lord permitting, I will turn 85 years old soon. I can identify with so much with the contents of The Explorer, as the stories bring back fond memories of the past, which are very refreshing to us older folks. There were hard times but good times compared to today.

Please, keep up the good work, and thanks to the staff of the magazine.

Frances N. Bruce 5007 State Route 69 Hawesville, KY 42348

Dear Editor:

The Kentucky Explorer is the best,
most informative, and entertaining magazine ever.

I am a descendant of the Henderson Settlement generation at Frakes, Bell County, Kentucky.

I was named after Bill Henderson who gave the land and timber to build the school, I also knew Hiram Frakes.

Bill Henderson P. O. Box 397 Arjay, KY 40902

Dear Editor:

I am looking for an old-time recipe for molasses cookies. My grandmother used to make these cookies for me when I was a child.

I would be grateful to anyone who could send me this recipe.

Bernece Beard
274 R. Beard Road Knifley, KY 42753

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One of the popular features found in The Kentucky Explorer each month is genealogy, often published in the form of letters, queries, photographs, and stories. Several serial features, such as Kentucky Genealogy Help Line, Genealogy From The Long Ago, Strictly Kentucky Genealogy, and Kentucky Kinfolk are dedicated solely to this purpose and continue from month to month.

He told me about the killing of Newberry. He said he came upon the men who had killed him while they were burying him. They shot him just above where the road comes over Newberry Hill and were burying him in the upper end of the little bottom now washed away just at the foot of the road coming over the hill. Begley, Callahan, Gibson, and another man were there. They asked them what they were doing with that man. They said they were burying him, and he had better look out or they would serve him the same way. He told them that they had better make a sure shot at him.

He crossed the hill and went up the creek to Manchester. Gibson went to the top of the hill to waylay and kill him, but he confessed afterward that his heart failed him. Gibson turned state’s evidence and saved his life. Be- gley and Callahan were hanged.

He went onto Manchester, got the posse, and came back to Red Bird to arrest the murderers. They went to Wilson, who lived just below the mouth of Hector’s. He was afraid to keep them. Grandfather said, “I know where we can stay, we can stay where the murderers stay.” They went on……

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I was born in Lee County, Kentucky, on July 3, 1816. My father was Archibald McGuire. His father lost his life in the Revolutionary War. When last seen he was waist deep in James River during a battle. His widow came to Boonesboro after…..

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One of the popular features found in The Kentucky Explorer each month is genealogy, often published in the form of letters, queries, photographs, and stories. Several serial features, such as Kentucky Genealogy Help Line, Genealogy From The Long Ago, Strictly Kentucky Genealogy, and Kentucky Kinfolk are dedicated solely to this purpose and continue from month to month.

Seek photos and info. on my grandfather, Madison O’Banyon (Bandy) Powell (b. 8/1876), had my father, Madison Gilbert Powell, b. 1919; or any other families from Estill, Jackson, and Jefferson Cos., Ky. Any help appreciated.

Kay Sparks 3150 Johnson Fork West Harrison, IN 47060

Seek info. on Campbell Carson Hoskins, b. 1845, son of John Know Polk Hoskins (m. 9/24/1856, Harlan Co., Ky.) and Minerva Baker, b. 1830; and Emily Evans, b. 1848, dau. of William Hezeki- ah Evans, 1802-1862 (m. 11/3/1820, Knox Co., Ky.) and Margaret Pegga Turnbull, 1806-1870; had my grandfather, William M. Hoskins, b. 1865; purchased land in Pineville, Bell Co., Ky., late 1880s. Any info. appreciated.

Betty Walker 6516 E. Halifax Drive Mesa, AZ 85205 480/766-0151 betty2451@cox.net

Seek info. on the Calhoun and Kegley families of Ky. My g. g. grandparents were Joseph Calhoun and Nancy Kegley Calhoun. My great-grandparents were Eli Harrison Calhoun and Fodora Tackett Calhoun (dau. of Mary Ann Bentley.) Any info. appreciated.

James M. Calhoun P. O. Box 195 Olive Hill, KY 41164

Seek info. on descendants of my g. grandparents, James Fleming Jordan and Mary Coontz Kitchen, Firebrick, Lewis Co., Ky., had children: Joseph Jordan, b. 9/1881; James E. Jordan, born 1/1884; Andrew Jordan, b. 7/1886; and Delphia Alifair Jordan Click, my grandmother, b. 7/1886. Any info. appreciated.

Louella C. Ash 5467 Timpson Road Caledonia, OH 43314

Graham- Slemons

The Phelps Family Of Madison County, Kentucky

Thomas W . Bullitt

Sweet Potato Pie
Light Rolls
Hot Chocolate
Chicken Salad
Cranberry Pies
Turkey Stuffing
Jam Cake
Ice Cream
Dressed Eggs



Every reader of The Kentucky Explorer, no doubt, has a special memory. Why not write it down and share it here in this column? Help preserve the story of our vanishing past for today and tomorrow. We need memories and photographs from every part of Kentucky and beyond.

The following was written by Irene Skeens Orrick.

In the sleeping/living room of the log house, the light from the coal-oil lamp was dim at 5:00 a.m. that Christmas, but I could see her sitting there in her pink dress and fur-trimmed cap. She was in the little red rocker by the fire- place. I flung back the quilt, scrambled out of the warm sunk-down place in the featherbed and scarcely noticed the cold of the floor on my bare feet, as I ran to grab her up. I reached for the new doll but stopped abruptly. There it was in the ashes on the hearth right beside her chair, the evidence! I had never been told there was a Santa Claus, but I had never been told there wasn’t. Now there was the proof, a track in the ashes. As Daddy stood by, pleased at my excite- ment with the doll, I pointed to the track, exultant, “Look, Santa left his track in the ashes!”

Ever honest, Daddy welled, “Well, no. I reckon I musta stepped thar when I was a-buildin’ up the far.”

Shucks, who had time to grieve for a Santa one had never been certain of anyway? At seven years old, I didn’t bother to reason further how the doll was mysteriously there. She smelled just like new dolls were supposed to; I sniffed her pretty face. The doll was my only gift, but I was as rich as Sheba’s queen. In the slowly warming room, I further reveled in the richness of orange and banana fragrances that wafted around, blending with the smell of just-kindled wood on the grate. We had oranges only at Christmastime, so their exotic fragrance was special. In strong tones, the pungency of the decorated cedar tree, cut and brought in the day before, mixed in.

Sometime around the middle of December the tobacco crop had been bulked, stripped, and pressed. Then a few days before Christmas, Daddy had hired one of the few men around Stark, Elliott County, Kentucky, who owned a truck to haul it to the Maysville (Mason County) market. While he was in Maysville to sell the tobacco, he had….

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Stories of the good old days will never end. I am glad, because they have provided many great memories for me. I was born in the old clapboard house, shown in the picture above, behind Ethel and Elmer. The road was named Bullock Road because my dad, Elmer Bullock; my oldest brother, Elmer, Jr.; and my second brother, Delmas Bullock, owned the third joining farm on the road. The farms were located in the Estesburg community, about ten miles north of Somerset, Pulaski County, Kentucky. There were only four houses on the road in the late 1940s. The dirt road quickly turned into mud holes after a hard rain. A blacktop road is now traveled to over 40 dwellings along its sides.

I am concerned that the younger generations will never get to experience the peace and intrepidness of our past culture.

This was a time when we could sleep with the windows up at night and the doors unlocked. The only fastening device our house door had was a wooden button.

Faith, hard work, and honesty shaped our lives. Yes, it was hard, but……

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