Kentucky Folk Tales - My First Trip To Rowan County KY.  

My First Trip To Beautiful Rowan County Kentucky
Carlis B. Wilson


 

Rowan County Kentucky

Nestled in the Appalachians, Is Morehead The Home of MSU.

My first trip to beautiful Rowan County Kentucky was in 1953. I had met a lovely lady in the city of Indianapolis, Indiana.
After we dated for some time we made a trip to Morehead to her parents’ home, which was the start of many trips later to Rowan County KY.

She was born and reared on Pattys Lick about two miles off SR 32 near Elliottville KY She and her siblings attended the Hogtown School at Elliottville. The old home place was located in the foothills of the Daniel Boon National Forest, near her grandparents; aunts and uncles home places were located.

Morehead the place of our wedding, after the honeymoon we returned to Indianapolis, Indiana, where all of our children were born. It was always a delight to return to Rowan County for a visit with family and friends.
The old home place is now gone, the small farm is only timber today, although the family had been moved
from there many years.

Her father Mr. Elmer built a new home near Morehead where he lived many years before his death.
He was a noted Carpenter who built a number of houses along SR 32 from Morehead to the Brinnger Road.
In the days that the Hogtown School was built he helped lay the stone on the exterior of the school building.

Mr. Elmer could also find water for people that needed to drill a new well, they would come from all parts
of the counties to seek his help. He looked at it as a gift and never charged for his service, they must come
and get him and bring him back home for he did not own an automobile,
They say he owned cars and drove in his early days. We have two old pictures of him and family members
and friend with old cars of the twenties.

Now that our grandchildren are older we some time take them to the old home place and show them where their grandmother lived when she was their age.

Things have changes on Pattys Lick, surfaced road, water and new homes, but memories still linger of how it was back in the early fifties.

_Carlis B. Wilson


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