Hello again ,everyone! Well, folks, you can forget about needing your long handles, as it has finally become summer with a plus, at least in this little corner of the Ohio Valley area.
I am so tired of hearing on the blasted television that it is so hot. Well I am glad it is hot, as in about three short months, they will be singing a different song, called it is so cold.
As I start this column it is pitch black and it is after six in the morning. Just a few days ago, it was getting dawn at this time of the morning.
I love while I sit at my computer of the early predawn watching the hillside frame the early morning sky. If I am on the deck out back I can watch the sun come up.
Some schools are already back in session, and some in the Ohio areas have closed after a week because of the outbreak of the virus.
Can you believe we are in the middle of August? I can almost hear the words of a favorite Christmas song echoing in my head by Bill Monroe. “Christmas time is coming, and I know I am going home.”
How I long during the winter months, to be in the mountains for just one time to see the snow on the mountains of eastern Kentucky that will always be home in my heart.This will possibly never come true for me, as I won’t drive that far in the winter.
Years ago my brother Richie Hall and my sisterin law Wanda would make sure I got pictures of the snow.
I’ve had a couple people make the suggestion to find a male companion to drive when I want to travel. Oh that is funny, as I have all the companionship I need, thanks to a car with a radio and a CD player.
Oh it was nice when Daphne Korner was kind enough to do the driving during a time that was difficult for me, during my cousin’s untimely departure. We also traveled just for pleasure.
If memory serves me right, I recall driving myself when my brothers, Wallace Lee, Richie, Jerry Hall, and my sister, Loretta Hall Church, passed away.
I will say one thing, spend time in a close enclosure and you will get to know a person, the real person.
I have also found you never really know anyone! However I am what you see is what you get. Yes I have two sides. I will do anything I can to help anyone, be it family friends or an acquaintance, but please don’t push me too far or underestimate me because I am petite by treating me bad, or I will come out like Dr. Jekyll- Mr. Hyde.
I have been fortunate in my lifetime to have a few wonderful friends. Sometimes friendship withers like the weather, hot, cold and in between. Oh well, life goes on.
That is why I am thankful God made me with the strong will, the determination and to love being who I am, and as much as I enjoy people, I really don’t mind being alone.
I will say again I really enjoyed being at Osborne Bros. Festival, except watching a few getting up to dance made me very envious. Again, the memories kept flooding through of times that I have literally wore the heels off a new pair of shoes from dancing on concrete.
I’ve kicked my shoes off and danced barefoot on the wooden board that was placed for people to dance on. The board would be so hot from the sun, I had to get my shoes on because the bottom of my feet were feeling as if they were getting blistered.
Again, I was so proud to be able to see Jack Adams doing such an awesome job picking his banjo with Sunrise Ridge and with Larry Efaw & The Bluegrass Mountaineers.
Jack sure entered a different world since being with Larry Efaw, as he has traveled more in the few months to so many places that I would love to see.
I missed seeing a guy that used to go to all the festivals, that was known for dancing. He was known as Long Legs, and believe me, he could do some high stepping. His name was David; I have forgotten his last name.
Some time ago when Steve Gulley and his band were doing a show, Long Legs stole the show with his dancing.
I am looking forward to Blackey Days in October, unless it gets cancelled due to the rise in this COVID, coronavirus, pandemic or whatever the correct name is. I call it miserable and torture.
My son Keith Ballard finally decided to get his first vaccination. I suggested it some time ago, but he wasn’t interested, so I didn’t nag. Keith had a doctor’s appointment for a check-up. When he came home, I noticed a Band- Aid. Being nosy, I inquired did he have to get a shot, and he replied he got the vaccination.
I wish others would do the same so we all could get back to a more normal, or semi-way of trying to live something of normal lives.
Again, I am being selfish, as I want to be able to attend Carcassonne Community Center square dance, even though I have to sit and enjoy watching others dance.
Campbell’s Branch Community Center is having music on Friday nights. That is a good thing as they serve food, so you can enjoy music and food, at least some people can.
Oh well, I haven’t starved to death, and I am not letting little things get the best of me, as I am still able to go.
I need to at least go visit Mike and Marcia Caudill to enjoy their company and get a crusted marshmallow, although I think I will go visit and skip the marshmallow roast at least for a little while.
Johnny and Ann Calihan and the family could sure use prayers. There’s a lot going on right now. I really don’t want to disclose too much for the privacy of the family.
I do know that Johnny is enjoying this warm weather as he can sit on the porch watching the clouds and seeing the birds fly, and an occasional plane will come into view.
Johnny and Ann moved to their present location about 50 years ago. The trees across the street were just young saplings, now they are so tall and perfect shaped, especially one oak tree.
I enjoy listening to Johnny reminisce about growing up in Paces Branch, what I used to refer as Paradise Valley. Ann and I spend a lot of time talking about bygone things. We can get tickled at the slightest thing, and laugh until we cry.
I know you probably get tired of reading about this special family. To be frank I have a dysfunctional family so Ann and Johnny have become family to me.
Besides Ann did hold me in her arms when she was 15 years old. I was about eight or nine months old.
Vickie Power and I fi- nally got Hayward Day his overdue paper. Hayward, it was wonderful to visit you. I hope you get to feeling better.
The Letcher County Picnic is cancelled this year, again with the virus and the Calihans having health issues along with others. It is best not to try to have it.
Hello to Bill and Mary Halcomb, and their daughter Bev. I have neglected to write about them. Several months ago Bill and Mary were involved in a very severe accident in the same area where I had my accident in Jackson in 2019. Bill and Mary are lucky they survived. They are both doing fair at the present time.
Hello Buddy and Bernice Grubb. Buddy is having serious health issues; please remember him in your prayers.
Mike, it was great to talk to you. Remember I may be collecting those hugs before long. I am glad you enjoy my column.
Hello Les and Pat Wagner. I bet you are enjoying your garden about now.
Pricie Rogan, I know Tommy really enjoyed your visits even though they are such a short time to spend after driving that distance.
Tommy Tindell, you just keep throwing darts at my picture. That will put a smile on your face. I hope to be able to visit you soon.
I have a lot to do, so until next time.