Whitesburg KY

Square dance planned at Carcassonne Comm. Ctr.

Hello everyone. How is the weather in your little corner of the world?

We reached some very warm days with temperatures reaching in the high 70’s and a low of 20, with biting, cold winds and sleet or what is known as hominy snow.

While reading an article in a magazine once again memories came cascading like a waterfall. It is really ironic how things come back after half a century.

Growing up in the mountains of eastern Kentucky, it was about 10 miles from Roxana to Whitesburg. Grandma Rosa Hall moved to Caudilltown when I was very young, and oh, how I missed Grandma.

One time when I was complaining about missing Grandma, my mom said to me, why don’t you just go stay with her? Even at such a young age that was a wrong thing to say to a rebellious young girl.

I started out walking up the road from Roxana. I had no idea where Whitesburg was, nor Caudilltown but somehow I found it.

Back then it was a common thing if a car stopped and someone offered you a ride, even though you didn’t know the people, you just got in, never thinking of the danger. Danger was a word that I definitely didn’t have in my limited vocabulary. Mom didn’t even know I was gone.

That started the first of many trips that continued for the next two years or so. Mom just assumed I was at Grandma’s. I know Mother loved me, yet you might say I raised myself in lots of ways.

I have a couple of downfalls, one is caring too much for people, especially someone less fortunate. I am always trying to take care of someone. I hate to hear someone making fun of others, the clothes they wear, or because they don’t have teeth.

Of course the other one is a temper, as I don’t obey the rule and think twice before speaking. I speak and don’t think. I say what is on my mind. If it pops in my brain it comes out my mouth.

What you see is what you get, like it or not. I don’t see any use to lie when the truth is much more simpler.

Have you been enjoying the early spring weather? I couldn’t believe my eyes when the pictures of the beautiful flowers of spring started showing up on Facebook. I have found in lots of ways that pictures are worth a thousand words.

You may not be able to believe everything you hear and only half what you see, but I observed with my own eyes the vision of flowering bushes yesterday that doesn’t usually bloom until May.

Whew I believe I jumped on a fast moving freight train for the past couple of weeks.

Years ago when I had a lot on my heart and mind, I was able to use music, dancing, and work to escape. As everyone knows I’ve been ill for the last two years, and have had to almost give up living, only existing.

A fire has been lit under my feet, and through my medication I’ve found some relief. Since then I have been burning a candle at both ends, so to speak, for the past couple of weeks.

Last night I think the new found energy has finally started to burn down.

This has been a hectic week, actually started last Friday night as a friend and I ventured to Coon Hunters Bluegrass Music Assoc.

After about an hour’s nap, I thought I was refueled enough to go to Coon Hunters Bluegrass Music to enjoy a night out. Vintage Ramblers were playing there, so off my friend and I went, regardless of the weather predictions.

Vintage Ramblers is a very good group of musicians. I had never heard them as a band, but I had heard Charlie Hoskins perform before. Gil Benson the fiddle player is very good, and Johnny Wax the banjo player is hard to beat.

I am sorry I didn’t get the mandolin player’s name nor the bass player.

For those in this area, if you see the band Vintage Ramblers and you want some good solid bluegrass music, you are in for a great evening of entertainment. My only complaint is I was too tired to enjoy it fully.

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I recently spent a day with my daughter Anna Nottingham and her family. Katelyn’s class of Beechwood Marching Band held a recital that was beautiful.

My granddaughter Sarah Nottingham works part time at Staples, so we stopped by to see Sarah for a few minutes and to exchange cars with Sarah.

Sarah joined us at Katelyn’s recital after she got off work, then afterwards Anna and the family took me to see Sarah’s condo which isn’t far from N.K.U. where Sarah attends, and Staple’s, where Sarah is employed.

It was a wonderful day, except I wasn’t feeling very good. I sneezed the lifelong day, but Scott, Anna and the kids were sick too, so I fit right in.

Jessica is involved with a school project that feeds the homeless. Jessica, among other students, stands outside to hand out food, etc., to the homeless and people are in a hard place.

My heart fills with pride for my granddaughters. Five-year-old little britches Kyle is just a boy, but he is really growing.

I haven’t spent much time with my little sidekick Bennie Wiederhold for a while. Bennie is at the age that all he is interested in is the iPad, a tablet or a video game. I get aggravated with my daughter Angie for not taking him outside more.

While Anna and I were out a week or so ago, I honestly couldn’t believe my eyes. Daffodils, along with forsythia were in bloom, and in several yards there were pink flowering trees, and even a couple of magnolia trees in bloom, and it was snowing. I never recall all these blossoms in February in my entire life.

Years ago I do recall a snow in April when the forsythia was blooming and the snow was so heavy it broke the delicate stems down.

Carcassonne Community Center will be having its first square dance on March 11 at 7 p.m. Sunrise Ridge will be the band, for all of you who want a great evening please support this event.

My sympathy goes out to Mike and Marcia Caudill, as Mike’s aunt passed away. Mike and Marcia have really been busy with company and getting the community center ready for events.

I really can’t understand why that place called Carcassonne Community Center means so much to me. As I’ve mentioned before, I don’t know anyone there except Mike and Marcia, but still I love the uniqueness of the building, and the feeling of warmth I got when I first went there with my sister-in-law Wanda Hall. The feeling and the pull is still there for me.

I may not be able to attend this square dance but my heart and soul will be there.

Last week’s column I didn’t make the mistake, as I said hello to Valerie Ison, and her son Beau Crawford, it was something called ‘spell check,’ which sometimes happens.

Ricky Caudill posted a couple of beautiful videos on the computer of the mountains above his place. All I had to do was close my eyes and I was there as it was the place where he took me for a four-wheel ride the first and only time I rode with him.

The clock is chasing me, so until next time.

Rose Ballard, 9110 Lawrenceburg Rd., Harrison, Ohio 45030.

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