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Monday, July 30, 2018

FOOD PRESERVATION IN APPALACHIA

Canning, Skinning, Smoking, Pickling, Drying, Etc. 

My post about Hog Killing Time In Appalachia from November of 2013 has been one of my most frequently visited, read, and commented upon posts since I began this blog.  A recent review of the comments on that post has motivated me to write about food preservation in general in Central and Southern Appalachia.  Although I grew up in a small country store with access to a great deal of prepared foods, I also grew up in a family which still grew and preserved most of the food we ate in one way or another. My parents, maternal grandparents, and most of my aunts and uncles had survived the Great Depression and were extremely frugal with both money and any other assets they owned.  We hunted and fished opportunistically.  We would seize the chance to kill and eat a passing game animal and fished when the work around the house was done. We knew what a Hoover Box was and how to make and use one.  We never forgot the Hoover Days and always strove to never have to repeat them.  We had no intentions of living in a Hooverville.  My maternal great-grandfather Hence Hicks was murdered hoeing in a corn field in 1935, the height of the Great Depression, because he had $4,100 hidden in his hat band which he had scraped out of the ground with a hoe one dollar at a time. The last milk cow my maternal grandfather, Woots Hicks, ever owned he bought from my father as a springing heifer and paid Daddy with $90.00 of Roosevelt dimes which he and my grandmother, Susie Allen Hicks, had saved one dime at a time.

Woots and Susie Allen Hicks Photo by Roger D. Hicks


I have always known I was very lucky to have had that kind of childhood and I frequently tell people that I and most of the cousins with whom I grew up, by the time we were grown, could have successfully hunted, killed, dressed, and preserved nearly anything from a field mouse to a bull elephant if that opportunity had presented itself to us.  My parents and grandparents had grown up in the Appalachia of the early twentieth and late nineteenth centuries in a time and place where self sufficiency was the most important skill anyone could possess.  They had grown up, as had all of their ancestors and neighbors, in a world where nearly everyone caught, killed, raised, prepared, and preserved everything they ate as well as most of the items they wore.  As little as possible was wasted of any animal or plant they raised or acquired.  They used a variety of methods to preserve food for the long winters and lean times which might afflict them in the future.  They salted, smoked, dried, preserved, canned, pickled, and much later froze nearly all of their foodstuffs and they taught me most of those techniques. My wife and I recently bought and began using a Food Saver vacuum sealer to help us get longer shelf life from our frozen foods.  We don't garden anymore but we often buy in bulk, especially if items are on sale.  We also regularly buy organic, pasture raised chickens from a local Mennonite farmer and freeze them for the year.  We still make shucked beans every year from beans we buy by the bushel and freeze them after drying to prevent insect infestations. We also buy produce from a local Mennonite farmer and preserve some of that as it is available. We will never totally abandon our Appalachian ways; even though my wife is a native of Wisconsin, she has culturally assimilated quite well to Appalachia over the last 26 years.   

Mountain Smoke House by TNYesteryear.com


When I was growing up we raised large gardens, kept small herds of livestock of most varieties, and hunted and fished especially in an opportunistic manner which was intended to maximize our utilization of the resources which were available within several miles of our homes.  My father and maternal grandfather, Ballard and Woots Hicks both told me of having hunted wild hogs as boys and young men.  They also had worn clothes which were partially or wholly made from the hides, pelts, and wool of domestic and wild animals until the paved highways and railroads began to bring store bought food and clothing to the mountains.  Today, although I might not ever be considered a likely candidate to participate in such a thing, I sometimes see episodes of the popular "reality" television shows which put cast members in situations requiring self sufficiency and survival skills and find myself critiquing their performances and making negative comments about how poorly they hunt, fish, build fires, or find enough food to survive. 

Another Mountain Smoke House Photographer Unknown


I will discuss each method of food preservation with which I was familiar in childhood and I am betting that many of my readers of a similar age and time will know some of the same techniques I was taught.  I also hope these same people will still be practicing many of these techniques.  First I will discuss skinning, scaling, gutting, and preparing meat from a variety of animals both wild and domesticated. We fished and hunted small game on a regular basis in my childhood and fresh fish, turtles, squirrels, rabbits, ground hogs, raccoons, and other game animals, as they became available to us, were regularly seen on our tables.  When we were fortunate enough to catch or kill more than we could eat at one or two meals, we preserved that meat for leaner times.  Most fish were cleaned the same way by scaling, gutting, beheading, and frying within as short a time as possible. Today, I never eat fried foods and do not recommend that method to anyone due to the high levels of cholesterol it contains. We generally skinned catfish. There were times when we might be able to catch more fish than we could eat and when this happened we usually froze the extras since I was born in the 1950's when freezers were already popular.  Extremely large amounts, such as fish caught by gigging, on a trot line or in a trap, might be canned at times.  Canning is a particularly favorable method for dealing with bony fish such as suckers, which we usually caught by either gigging or snagging, since the double cooking of hot pack canning and later preparation tends to reduce small bones to an unnoticeable state.  These types of fish would be scaled, gutted, beheaded, and cut into sections before being placed in half gallon or gallon large mouth jars.  They were then cooked in a hot water bath process which would kill bacteria and preserve the partially cooked food for later complete preparation.  At times, we might also use gigging, graveling, or trot line fishing which could produce large quantities and varieties of fish, turtles, and frogs. In my youth in Eastern Kentucky, it was also not uncommon to know of people who were "dynamiting" fish with about a quarter stick of dynamite tied to a rock and thrown in a hole of water known to be heavily populated. I have also known of a few people who used old Army field telephones in small holes of water to obtain fish.  By dropping the wires from the telephone into the water and cranking it vigorously, you could sometimes generate enough electrical charge to obtain fish from a small hole of water. Also, I have seen a practice used at times for fish that I would never advise anyone to use, poisoning a hole of water with either commercial bagged and powdered garden insecticides such as Sevin Dust or crushed walnut hulls placed in the water at the top of small hole of water.  The possibility of poisoning yourself is far too great to ever do such a thing even in desperation. I am not condoning, approving, or admitting to these practices since all of them are illegal.  I am simply stating a fact that they were common in Eastern Kentucky in the 1950's and 1960's.

Canning Jars Photo by "Make It Do"


We rarely got enough frogs, even by gigging, to need to preserve them.  But, on the rare occasions when we did, they would be skinned, cut up and frozen.  In an earlier time, they might have been smoked although I have never eaten smoked frogs.  We would also skin and save the front quarters of larger frogs which most people do not do today.  Turtles, especially by graveling or hand fishing, were more likely to be caught in large quantities and saved for later.  I have never liked cleaning turtles although I love to eat them.  There are several ways to clean turtles and while some of them might be easier than some of the others in my mind there is no really easy way to clean a turtle.  The way we liked best, and to my mind the easiest, is to boil a large container of water such as a five gallon bucket and simply drop the live turtle into the boiling water which kills it instantly and simultaneously loosens and cleans the skin and shell.  I realize full well that this method will cause the squeamish to become somewhat uncomfortable just as will the wringing of a chicken's neck or the breaking of a rabbit's neck by hand with the creature suspended by the hind feet.  But survival fishing and hunting is never for the squeamish anyway.  But the end result of putting a turtle in boiling water is a simpler, faster, easier cleaning process.  The dead turtle is then slit along the joint between the two halves of the shell and the guts are removed.  Due to the placement of turtles at the bottom of the food chain, we never ate turtle hearts or livers as we did with most other animals.  The head is also removed although I did work for several years with a man who also cooked and ate turtle heads. I will never forget the time I walked into his house and saw a large aluminum pot full of turtle boiling merrily along with a large snapping turtle head floating to the top just as I walked by. After the two halves of the shell are separated and the turtle is gutted, the four legs and tail are detached from the shell and skinned.  Along with the neck, these are the bulk of the meat of a turtle but there are also several tasty, meaty chunks of muscle which attach the individual parts of a turtle to its shell.  These must be removed with a sharp knife one piece at a time.  When I was young, we usually fried turtle, but it is also quite good in soups, stews, and stir fries. One of my favorite seasonal meals is the annual Wild Game Night at Natural Bridge State Park  in Slade, KY, where they usually serve an excellent snapping turtle soup which they prepare in a manner very similar to New England Clam Chowder. I cannot vouch for the soup actually being prepared from scratch in their kitchen.  The park could be buying it frozen in bulk from a restaurant wholesaler.  But it is good turtle soup.  Another more modern method of cleaning turtles involves cutting off the head and placing the nozzle of an air compressor in a hole in the skin and inflating the turtle until it separates from the shell.  But no matter how you kill the animal and separate the two halves of the shell, removing the meat from a large turtle is always a slow, time consuming process.  But the bright side of it all is that no matter how you dispatch and clean the animal, the food involved, with its wonderful and unique taste, is well worth the effort.  The most difficult way to clean a turtle is to simply use a very sharp knife to remove the head and separate the shell and is usually the most common method used by the novice.  The more turtles you clean the more willing you are going to become to find a faster, easier way to do the job.  The meaty, reptilian, and slightly fishy taste of a turtle is wonderful and well worth the work no matter how you clean and cook it. When turtle is properly cooked, you will get both a mild reptilian taste and a reminder of the swamp.  As I do every time I discuss eating turtles and frogs, I feel the need to dispel the common myth that they both "taste just like chicken".  I have said before in another post that anyone who believes this has either never eaten good turtle or frog which was well prepared, does not have the sense of taste to discriminate between simple, clean flavors,  or they have been in the habit of frying everything they eat in the same old, worn out grease.  Frogs taste just like frogs and turtle tastes just like turtle. Neither of them tastes remotely like anything else, especially chicken. The same holds true for alligator.  If you are frying either of them, use clean, new shortening and bread them with a combination of meal and a bit of flour, salt, and pepper, and perhaps garlic,  and you will find the real taste of turtle, frog, or alligator.  I have never caught or killed an alligator and don't expect to do so.  But more than twenty-five years ago, when I was working on the Vision Quest Wagon Trains, I knew a few Seminoles in South Florida who hunted alligators on the Brighton Reservation.

Smooth Soft Shell Turtle Photo By Wichita State University



Also, let me help you dispel your persistent belief in one of the great myths about turtles, that they are vicious and "will eat you alive".  Yes, turtles will bite but if you know how to catch and handle them they are relatively harmless no matter what size they are.  First and foremost, grasp a live, conscious turtle only by the tail.  When you grasp them by the tail, it is physically impossible for them to bite you.  Grab them by the tail, lift them off the ground or out of the water and hold them at arm's length from your body until you have a more permanent place to put them.  If you are hand fishing or graveling, when you stick your hand under the creek bank, rock, or sunken object and realize you have a turtle, the first thing you should do is quickly slide your fingers along its spine.  The bony projections on the spine of a hard shelled turtle will always point toward the tail.  Grab the tail and proceed as above.   Also, remember that soft shell turtles are almost never involved in biting.  You recognize them by their long, thin, nose, and soft, smooth, leathery shell.  They are nearly harmless.  Also, never forget that Alligator Snapping Turtles are on the endangered species list and should never be caught, harassed, harmed, killed, or eaten.  Go to a good wildlife identification guide in your state and learn whether Alligator Snapping Turtles are native to your waters, learn to recognize them and differentiate them from other species in your area, and NEVER harm an Alligator Snapping Turtle in any way.  Also be aware that the Spiny Soft Shell Turtle is also endangered and should never be harmed either.  Follow the same precautions about them that you do for the Alligator Snapping Turtle. 

Common Snapping Turtle Photo By State Of Michigan


I also have little tolerance for those people who discuss eating some form of wild game and then provide a way "to get the wild taste out" such as smoking, soaking in salt water, or making jerky or summer sausage.  In my mind, this is just a way for people who don't like wild game to still claim they eat wild game.  For me, the entire point of eating wild game is to find the unique wild game taste which is natural for each species, learn to enjoy it, and justify killing the animal without basically wasting its meat and life in order to appease a desire to appear to be "doing the wild thing".

Frogs are one of the easiest animals in the entire world to clean.  You simply pick up the frog and using your left hand fold it over so that the point where the hind legs join the back is up in the air.  Then you cut the hind legs off and find a point at the pelvis where you can slip a finger between the skin and flesh.  Then the skin will slide off the legs nearly as easy as popping a grape. Cut off the feet and you are done. For larger frogs, we usually also skinned and ate the front quarters which takes only a bit more work.  You cut off the head, remove the front legs and shoulders from the spine, skin it, and you are done.  There is less flesh on the front legs but on a large bullfrog there is far too much to waste.  I prefer my frogs fried much as I would a turtle. But I repeat I no eat fried foods due to the excessive amounts of cholesterol frying produces. Frogs are also good broiled, and cooked in soups. stir fries, and stews.  And, to repeat myself, they do not "taste just like chicken".  At times, I have also eaten frogs freshly caught, skinned, and simply broiled on a stick over an open fire within a few feet of the water in which they were caught. There is nothing better than a broiled frog which was alive ten minutes before it was eaten.

American Bullfrog Photo By MDC Discover Nature


Nearly all small game animals are cleaned the same way but might not be cooked exactly alike.  In nearly all cases, you skin the animal by beginning with a slit in the abdomen, peel off the skin while losing as little flesh as possible, cut off the feet and head, remove the viscera, retain the heart, liver, and perhaps the lungs if you are not too squeamish, and prepare the animal in the style you like best.  But there are a couple of exceptions to this general rule.  With squirrels, you never throw away the head.  It is the best part of the squirrel with the unique taste of the tongue and brain.  Just skin the animal and cut off the ears and nose, remove the eyes and cook the head with the rest of the animal. Some people even eat squirrel heads with the eyes intact but I have never done it.  I have generally not eaten heads from other small game animals but I am sure they are nearly as good as squirrel heads based on how many I have seen Andrew Zimmern eat on television. Squirrels are also sometimes cleaned in a faster, simpler way than other small game.  It is possible to cut the tail from the spine without removing it entirely.  You then place a foot on the tail, grasp the squirrel by the hind legs and pull.  This will generally result in removing the skin along the entire back and part of the sides.  The remaining skin can just be slid neatly off the belly and legs with a small cut here and there. I prefer squirrels cooked in a pressure cooker since they have little to no fat and can become tough if they are not cooked properly.  Then I like to make cream gravy over them and serve them with fresh new peas and biscuits which is a wonderful meal.

Grey Squirrel Photo By Geneblitz


 Ground hogs have musky glands under their armpits which need to be removed which will give the meat a strong, musky taste if they are left intact. I prefer ground hog baked with salt, pepper, and a bit of sage. But younger ones can be fried with success. Another beauty of ground hogs is that they are purely vegetarian and the meat is exceptionally clean in comparison to other animals which sometimes scavenge or even kill smaller animals for food. My mother, when my father had stopped hunting and I was too young to hunt, used to actually pay other older local boys for ground hogs because she loved them so well.  It is also interesting that her parents for several years had a pet ground hog in their home on Rock Fork.  He actually stayed with them for several years and would leave in the fall to go a short distance to hibernate and would suddenly reappear when the ground began to warm up in the spring.

Groundhog Photo by Pestworld.org



Opossums should not  be killed immediately upon capture if possible.  Since they are a bottom tier scavenger and will eat carrion they should be caged and fed fresh fruit, preferably persimmons, for a few days to clean out their system before killing, skinning, and eating. But if you do not have persimmons handy, you can use apples, pears, or any fruit available. Sweet potatoes also work well for cleaning out an opossum. This will result in much better tasting meat. Most opossums are also quite fatty and greasy.  They are best baked over a rack to allow drainage of as much of the fat as possible.  Most of the people I knew as a child baked opossum seasoned with salt, pepper, and sage and baked it alongside sweet potatoes which they say improved the meal.  Raccoons are often the largest small game animal available in Appalachia and a good sized raccoon can sometimes weigh thirty pounds or more.  This means you might have enough meat to freeze half for later.  They are also wonderful baked, barbecued, or stewed.  Rabbits are generally the easiest of the small game animals to clean.  You can simply pick the animal up in one hand along the skin of the back, cut a hole in the skin large enough to insert a couple of fingers, and pull in each direction toward the head and tail.  The entire skin will slide off as easy as pie.  Remove the head, feet, tail, and guts and bingo, the rabbit is ready to wash and prepare. Rabbit hearts and livers are also quite tasty. I love the iron rich taste of nearly all organ meats. Rabbit is probably the cleanest tasting, least gamey meat in the woods and many people who will not touch raccoon, muskrat, or opossum love rabbit.  It can be prepared fried, broiled, boiled, used in soups, stews, or nearly any way you might cook chicken.  But please remember, it does not "taste just like chicken".  With rabbits and squirrels, it is also often possible to get more than you can eat depending on the bag limits in your state.  In that case, clean, quarter, wash, and freeze the extra in meal sized quantities.  You can do the same with any other small game animal if you have more than you can eat on the day you kill them.  Muskrat is wonderful food and my family never ate them.  In my late twenties, I was a Thoroughbred horse farm foreman in Lexington and worked with a maintenance foreman named Harvey "Bull" Jackson who finally exposed me to muskrat.  It can be prepared in most ways you would prepare groundhog or raccoon and it is wonderfully clean, tasty meat. Muskrats are pure vegetarians and this contributes to the clean taste of the meat. One of my most treasured memories is of the Sunday morning Harvey Jackson and I were working and he brought in muskrat he had killed the night before and had his wife, Ruth, prepare for our breakfast in a tack room before we went out to work.  Always remember that muskrats must be cleaned without breaking the musk glands near the anus.  They must be removed without puncturing and will seriously ruin the flavor if left on the animal.  I have seen recipes from Michigan in which muskrats are baked with sauerkraut.  It is not appetizing to me at all even though I like sauerkraut in other ways, but you might try that if you do not like them baked, fried, boiled, or stewed.
  
I have never eaten guinea, goose, porcupine, or armadillo but I have been told by others that all three are good eating.  I live in an area where a few people keep guineas and sooner or later I will buy one and try it.  It might be a little more difficult to find goose but I will get there.  As for porcupine and armadillo, the finding might be even more difficult since neither of them is available in Eastern Kentucky.  I have seen armadillos on a regular basis in the deep south in Georgia, Alabama, Texas, and Florida but I never met anyone who regularly ate them.  It is also wise to remember that the armadillo is the only animal species that can transmit leprosy to humans.  But modern scientific advances have made leprosy easily curable.  So enjoy your armadillo at the next opportunity.  The only porcupine I have ever seen in the woods was in Pennsylvania at a state park called Pit Hole City.

Pit Hole City, a former oil drilling boom town which had completely disappeared over time, was being developed into a park at the time I saw the porcupine.  Candice and I had not been dating very long at that time and we went there to hike and have a picnic.  The woods were quiet and peaceful and we both lay down in the leaves and went to sleep.  Suddenly we were awakened by a rather heavy rustling in the leaves behind our heads.  We had gone to sleep within three feet of a game trail and a large porcupine came sauntering through within a couple of feet of our head.  It ran up a nearby tree when we awoke and jumped up.  I have always thought we were lucky that neither of us made physical contact with the animal when we awoke.  Someday, I hope to find a porcupine in a situation where I can eat it since I have read in numerous places that they are very good eating.

I have also never eaten beaver but they have returned to Eastern Kentucky over the last few years and I have a friend who traps them regularly during trapping season.  He has promised to save a carcass for me after he has salvaged the hide which he sells as a source of income.  I have read that old trappers loved the beaver tail and often lived primarily on those during trapping seasons.  I can't wait to try beaver.  Another word to the wise, if you do decide to eat beaver, remember they also have large musk glands near the anus and those should never be broken during the skinning process.  

These are a few of the wild foods I love best and I hope you love them too.  Always obey the game laws, respect bag limits and seasons, never kill anything you don't intend to eat, and never allow yourself to refuse to try a new food source just because you have never had it.  Bon appetit!  

"Under The Bridge" by Emily Steiner--Book Review

Steiner, Emily. Under The Bridge ( North East, PA, Haines Printing 2018)



Emily Steiner is a young Mennonite woman living in my home county of Morgan County Kentucky,  This is her first book and was printed by Haines Printing in North East, PA, and self-published by Ms. Steiner.  I did not know Ms. Steiner or her family as I do many of the Mennonites in this county until after I had read her book.  Shortly after reading this book, I was walking in Old Mill Park in my hometown of West Liberty, KY, and saw a young Mennonite woman carrying a laptop computer adn dressed in the typical Mennonite fashion of ankle length dress and head covering.  I asked, "Are you Emily Steiner?" which was a good assumption since she matched the photo in the book and it is not customary for Mennonites to work on computers.  She told me she was Emily Steiner and we struck up a conversation which lasted about thirty minutes and was entirely about literature, her writing, her next book now in progress, and many of the writers I have personally known.   Ms. Steiner work briefly as a school teacher in the local Mennonite School.  She has lived most her entire life in Morgan County. She is currently working two part time jobs and working on her third novel, which will be the second book in this series.  This book is the first in that series of books about a young Appalachian woman named Lilly Burchett.  It is labeled on the cover as Historical Christian Fiction.  But in reality, it is presented as a historical novel about a young native Appalachian woman with no connection to the Mennonite religion but does describe her and her family as church goers to a church without mention of the denomination.  

The story is set in Harlan County Kentucky in the period from circa 1918-1922 or so.  The story is also labeled on the cover as "Well researched and rich with detail; the author's first-hand knowledge of life in rural Kentucky shines through in the vivid and sensitive telling of this classic tale of love, loss, hope, and dreams."  It is an attempt to portray the native Appalachians of Harlan County from a period a century distant by a writer who lives a very different lifestyle not only from those natives of the early twentieth century but also quite different from the local native Appalachians of today in this community.  I bought the book at a local bulk food store which is run by another unmarried Mennonite woman whose extended family I know quite well.  Until I saw the book on a counter, I had no idea that any Mennonite in the area was writing fiction. However, Rod & Staff Publishing, one of the largest Mennonite publishers in the country is located in the county in Crockett, KY, and Ms. Steiner's father works there in the editorial department. Since no conservative Mennonite author or publisher uses the internet or modern marketing practices, you cannot find further information about the books of Ms. Steiner on the internet.  The printer, Haines Printing Company, does maintain a minimally informative website about their services but does not directly market this book or any other they might have printed. Their ownership may or may not be Mennonite. Ms. Steiner is directly marketing the book via her personal phone number and address.  I will provide that address at the end of this review.  

Despite the information listed on the back cover claiming first-hand knowledge and positive research, the book misses the facts on numerous occasions in dealing with Appalachian life in the early twentieth century.   However, based on my numerous contacts with the local Mennonite community and my overwhelmingly positive opinion of the Mennonite people in the area, I am willing to say that I do not believe any of these errors were committed with negative intentions. Since that first accidental meeting in the park, Emily Steiner and I have talked face to face three more times, once at the last day of school at the Faith Hills Mennonite Church School and twice at her part time employment in a Mennonite owned fabric and sewing store.  We also converse fairly regularly via e-mail which, due to the Mennonite religious beliefs and mores, is on an e-mail address which actually belongs to her brother who is a local construction contractor.  The book does perpetuate several of the prevalent myths about Appalachian people of the early twentieth century and of Appalachian people and culture in general. However, since Emily Steiner and I have known each other, I have provided her with some guidance about Appalachian Culture and Literature and given her a long list of mainstream Appalachian books which she is reading diligently and working to make the next novel much more culturally accurate. 

The protagonist in the story is Lilly Burchett, a thirteen year old Appalachian girl who is a member of a large family living in "a cabin" in a hollow near a coal camp and a coal mine in which her father, Bernie Burchett, works. Lilly is described as having "...calloused feet that rarely felt shoes" on the first page and so begins the trail of myths and errors about Appalachia and Appalachian life.  The family is composed of the parents, Lilly, and several other of her siblings.  The story begins in early 1918 as World War I is ending and the surviving soldiers are returning from the battlefields.  Lilly is nearing the time when, as she has already been told by her mother, "...'a woman's place is getting married and raising a family'...and then having babies, having them one after another as fast as all the other mountain women."  Lilly is described as a good student in some areas but not in math.  She wants to grow up to leave the mountains and become a writer.  The title of the story arises from the fact that Lilly frequently stops to think, write, and hide her writings under a bridge over the creek on her way home from school where she dreams about the future. I suspect that several aspects of the character are fictionalized versions of thoughts which Ms. Steiner has had growing up as a young, intelligent woman in a strictly conservative Mennonite family and community. To some degree, she has corroborated that belief and disputed it in others.  Another former Mennonite school teacher in the community who actually taught the same year Ms. Steiner did, whom I have known since childhood, has also stated that he agrees with my assessment that many of the cultural errors in the story are rooted not in any prejudice on the part of Emily Steiner but in the fact that the average young Mennonite woman has little contact with the greater non-Mennonite community.  The character of Lilly is much more fully developed than the other characters in the story.  The writing is above average for a first book but not exceptional by any means. But it shows a great deal of talent and is good enough that I am willing to spend time helping Emily Steiner improve both her knowledge of Appalachian Culture and her base of knowledge about writing and literature in general.  The book is readable and for the naive individual who knows little or nothing about Appalachia of the early twentieth century it could be assumed to be accurate in its depictions of the area and its people.  Therein lies the potential damage to be done by this book and all other books like it which are written about Appalachia without sufficient knowledge of the people and culture. 

The errors in depiction of Appalachian Culture, life, and language continue throughout the book and range from simple errors in language to full blown but unintentional misrepresentations.  Later in that first chapter in a description of the local school teacher's opposition to the coal mining companies she has a minor character state "He don't like the mines because he had two brothers killed in a collapse."  No one in Eastern Kentucky would have used the word "collapse" to describe a roof fall.  The generally used word all over Appalachian coal mining country was then and still remains "roof fall" or could have been a use of the word "kettle bottom" to describe a particular type of roof fall.  It is also interesting that in a book about a coal mining town in Harlan County in 1918 there is no mention of the ongoing effort to unionize the mines.  The United Mine Workers of America was organized in 1890.  Kentucky coal production reached a million tons in 1879 and a major producer at that time was already Harlan County and both the United Mine Workers of America and the International Workers of The World (The Wobblies) were attempting to organize miners in Harlan County by about 1905 or 1910.  Ms. Steiner is currently working on the second book of the series with a working title of "Under Fire", the manuscript of which I have read and offered suggestions about improving it both from a cultural and a writing viewpoint.  Ms. Steniner's intentions are to write a book which does address the union efforts in Harlan County Kentucky but to promote the Mennonite views of non-violence and, therefore, to not promote unionism.  She and I have mutually agreed to amicably disagree on that position and to remain friends. 

Chapter Five of "Under The Bridge" begins with a particularly telling paragraph in terms of its depiction of life in Eastern Kentucky in 1918 as Lilly begins working as a housekeeper for the wife of the local mine manager.  "...Lilly grew accustomed to turning a knob for water, dragging heavy rugs up and down stairs, and cooking multitudes of things beyond cornbread, beans, and fried potatoes."  It is quite interesting that this was written by a young woman who grew up in a family, religious community, and subculture which depends strongly on gardening as a major means of sustenance and who knows quite well that anyone who raises a garden in Appalachia eats far more than "cornbread, beans, and fried potatoes".

Later in the book as Lilly is working as a housekeeper in the home of the mine superintendent and meets a couple who are friends of her employer and his wife and is offered the opportunity to return with them to Louisville to live in their home and further her education.  Because of her father Bernie's objections, Lilly turns down that opportunity and begins anticipating life as a young married woman in the footsteps of all the other women in her life.  It is interesting that across many areas in Appalachia such as Knott, Jackson, and surrounding counties in Kentucky,  and several counties in North Carolina schools were being founded such as The Caney Creek Community Center and the Annville Institute which were assisting numerous students in admission to and attendance at colleges outside the region.  Ms. Steiner seems to have not known about any of this history at the time she wrote "Under The Bridge".  But she is working diligently to remedy the shortcomings in her knowledge of Appalachia and Appalachian Culture and Literature.  "Under The Bridge" can be bought directly from Emily Steiner by calling or writing her at Emil Steiner, 155 Memorial Gardens Road, West Liberty, KY, 41472, or by calling her at 606-495-8090.  The price is $10.00.  The book can also be found at Caney Grocery in Cannel City, KY, at the intersection of KY 1000 and KY 191 between Cannel City and West Liberty.  Despite the negative comments in this review, the book is worth reading and buying.  Her second book, "What Money Can't Buy", a purely Mennonite novel is now released and available at Rod and Staff Publishing in Crockett, KY. 


Sunday, July 29, 2018

The Murder Of Hence Hicks




 
 
Hence Hicks was born on January 9, 1875, in Knott or Floyd County Kentucky and was murdered while working in a field on his farm on Ball Creek in Knott County on February 7, 1935. The Knott County Sheriff at the time, Henry Sturgill, quickly arrested six men.  Two of them, Estill Conley and Elisha Bolen, were eventually convicted of the ambush murder and sentenced to life in prison.  This writer has done extensive research in the morgue of the Floyd County Times at the library of the Big Sandy Community and Technical College in Prestonsburg, Kentucky, and in the office of the Circuit Court Clerk of Knott County in Hindman, Kentucky.  The staff of both institutions deserve the utmost in appreciation for their professionalism and assistance in this project.  The Floyd County Times is the only extant newspaper which was covering Knott County at the time of the murder and trials of the two perpetrators.  The records available do an excellent job of covering the basic details of the murder investigation, and court proceedings other than the fact that this writer could not locate a record of the actual testimony before the grand jury or the circuit court jury.  The newspaper records are located in the Floyd County Times between March 1, 1935, and August 1, 1935.  A later effort will be made to obtain Kentucky Department of Corrections records for the perpetrators although this writer holds considerable doubt that they can be located or released to a non-family member of the inmates even if they are found. It is currently unknown to this writer if a Freedom Of Information Act Request could elicit the records from the Department of Corrections.  But it is worth a try and would be very interesting to know if either of the perpetrators actually served their full sentence. 
Hence Hicks Tombstone Photo by Saving Records For Our Future On Find A Grave
According to the newspaper records, the Knott County Sheriff Henry Sturgill almost immediately arrested six men primarily because they suddenly had money and had previously had none.  "The report received here says that Estill Conley had until the day following discovery of Hicks' body been prevented by lack of money from marrying a Fitzpatrick girl, but soon thereafter gave a friend money to go to Hindman and procure a marriage license. Floyd County Times, March 8, 1935." The newspaper and verbal stories this writer heard during his childhood from both his parents, Ballard and Mellie Hicks, and his maternal grandparents, Woots and Susie Hicks, all agree that Hence Hicks had hidden in his hatband a sum of money which all sources agree was $4,100 dollars.  That was a phenomenal sum of money for an elderly farmer in Knott County to have had in early 1935 in the heart of the great depression.  Franklin D. Roosevelt had only been inaugurated as President on March 4, 1933, and the work of economic recovery was still in its relatively early stages.  The newspaper describes Hence Hicks in very positive terms in every story about the case.  He is variously described as  having accrued the money "...from hard labor and strict frugality..." To put it bluntly, Hence Hicks had managed to scratch $4,100 out of the hard, rocky ground of Knott County during the Great Depression and to own his own farm.  The newspaper further describes Hence Hicks as "...a peaceable citizen and held the respect of all who knew him."

The newspaper story of March 8, 1935, discussed the murder in both graphic and extensive detail.  "A 22 caliber rifle bullet had been fired into the back of his head, the missile passing through his brain and emerging above his forehead.  Authorities believe he did not see his slayer.  The murder aroused considerable feeling in Knott County, it is reported, and an investigation was immediately begun by officers.  When five or six men were found in possession of money, a circumstance strange to them, they were nabbed as suspects...Circuit Judge John W. Caudill here said that a detective should be placed at work on the case which has many babbling(sp) aspects and Knott County officials are expected to follow his suggestion"

 

The photo above is of the Chaffins Family Cemetery in Rock Fork near Garret, Kentucky, just off Kentucky Route 80 where Hence Hicks is buried in the upper right corner of the graveyard.  His wife and one of his sons are buried in the same spot with similar obelisk tombstones. 
 

 The March 1, 1935, edition of the Floyd County Times was actually the first print mention of the murder.  It states that Estill Conley and Elisha Bolen were denied bond and that one of the other four who had been arrested was released under $5,000 bond which was a relatively large amount of bond money at that time.  All the other suspects had been released and none other than Conley and Bolen were ever tried.  The March 1, 1935, story also states that a grand jury investigation would begin the following Monday.  That story continues to say that Hence Hicks had been a former resident of Garrett in Floyd County.

The Knott County Circuit Court records state that on March 26, 1935, the case was called for trial.  Attorneys for both defendants entered motions that the cases be separated and Judge Caudill sustained that motion.  The Commonwealth Attorney O. C. Hall elected to try Estill Conley first and a jury was seated composed of the following men: John Back, Bob Everage, Lester Day, Victor Allen, Joe Richie, Bill Day, Alex Hale, John Sparkman, Punch Everage, and Monroe Thomas "...which exhausted the regular panel.  It is ordered by the court that Henry Sturgill, Sheriff of Knott County, summons enough persons to complete the jury.  Thereupon came Henry Sturgill, Sheriff of Knott County and turned into court the following: John Watts and Charley Perkins, which completed the jury, who was accepted by the parties, empaneled sworn to well and truly try the issue and a true verdict render according to the law and evidence."  The Court Reporter was listed as Hassie Hicks without any comment as to whether or not that officer of the court was or was not related to the victim.  The indictment was read by the Commonwealth Attorney O. C. Hall and court was adjourned for lunch.  Some unspecified evidence was introduced by the Commonwealth and the trial was adjourned until the following morning.  At 7o'clock (presumably 7pm), the jury was given the case.  On March 29, 1935, the trial was concluded and the jury returned a verdict against Estill Conley of guilty of murder and set the sentence as life in the State Reformatory.

"The April 5, 1935, edition of the Floyd County Times reported that on the previous Friday Conley had been convicted, sentenced to life in prison, and "removed to the Clark County Jail at Winchester for safe keeping."  The paper reported that the Commonwealth Attorney O. C. Hall presented evidence that "...two sets of tracks led from the place where Conley and Bolen were working splitting rails to the spot on the Hicks farm where the aged farmers body was found, and that these tracks returned to the scene of their work.  It was also shown that Conley, before the slaying of Hicks a man known as near penniless, had on the day following the discovery of Hicks' body a sum of money.  Semi-expert testimony claimed that the 22 caliber bullet taken from Hicks' head was fired from a rifle found in the home of Silas Conley, the defendant's father.  The defense offered no testimony." 

There are two highly interesting points made in the above cited testimony which would most likely not stand up to perusal by a jury in today's world.  First, the evidence cited about the tracks is not discussed with respect to weather conditions on the day of the murder.  Was it muddy, rainy, or snowy on that day in the first week of February 1935?  And, secondly, what on earth is semi-expert testimony?  Was there actually enough science anywhere in America for an expert in 1935 to testify to a match between a bullet and a gun?  Hence was this writer's maternal great-grandfather and it is my sincere wish that the men who actually killed him were convicted of the crime, that none of the other four who were originally arrested but never prosecuted were not culpable in the murder, and that all guilty parties were afforded a fair trial under the legal rules and case law of the time.  But those two aspects of the reported testimony would, in most modern day courtrooms, indicate some degree of reasonable doubt.  But at the same time, the reports this writer heard during his childhood were always related in terms of the certainty that the parties eventually found guilty of the murder were actually the correct perpetrators and were justly arrested, tried, convicted, and sentenced.

During the course of the court proceedings, Judge Caudill did choose to rule in favor of the defendants and separate the proceedings against the two.  He also ordered that the defendants be transferred out of the Knott County Jail due to concerns for their safety.  On March 30, 1935, the court record reflects that Judge Caudill ruled "that Estill Conley is now confined in the Knott County Jail on a charge of murder, and it further appearing to the court that there is danger of mob violence for the the defendant to remain in said jail, and it also appearing that the said jail is insecure and not a safe jail in which to keep prisoners, it is now ordered that the said Estill Conley be transferred to the Clark County Jail in Winchester, Kentucky, for safe keeping and the jailer of Clark County, Ky, is ordered and directed to receive said prisoner and to keep him until further orders of this court." 

 To that degree, it can be said that the defendants were afforded a fair trial with the exception that their defense attorneys did not present evidence in favor of their possible innocence.

When Elisha Bolen's trial began in July 1935, the Floyd County Times reported on July 19, 1935, that Estill Conley, 22, testified against his co-defendant and "...threw a bombshell into the defense of his accomplice, Elisha Bolen, 19, when called as a witness...Conley told what is purported to be the full story of the aged farmer's assassination, naming Bolen as the man who fired a rifle bullet into the farmer's head.  Bolen, too was given a life penitentiary term.  Circuit Judge John W. Caudill passed sentence on the two Wednesday.  Bolen suggested that the two take a .22 caliber rifle across the hill to the Hicks farm on Ball Fork and trade it to Hicks, Conley said.  Conley's story continued, "Let's kill the old ____ and take his money."  Thereupon Bolen from behind a large rock nearby fired a bullet through Hicks' head, ran to the body, removed Hicks' money, and gave Conley $43, the confession stated. It was said that the fact that had not Conley, whom the jury held to be equally guilty, already been given a penitentiary sentence, both would have been condemned to the death.  Two jurors held out for the chair."   

The jury in the Elisha Bolen case was made up of Kin Gibson, Bud Noble, Wiley Jent, Bud Madden, Orville Amburgey, Maryland Amburgey, Sam Terry, Lawrence Williams, Roosevelt Honeycutt, Preston Terry (who is the paternal grandfather of this writer's cousin/brother Jack Terry with whom this writer grew up), Lula Allen (the only woman mentioned in the entire proceedings), and Jerry Combs.  The Sheriff Henry Sturgill further summoned Henry Blair and George B. Combs to complete the jury.  Once more after the conviction, Judge Caudill ordered that the convicted inmates be removed from the Knott County Jail because "...said defendants are in danger of being removed from the Knott County Jail by mob violence."  The defense of Elisha Bolen attempted to mount a defense for their client which proved fruitless.  Elisha Bolen was also convicted of murder and sentenced to life in the Kentucky State Reformatory.

Working on locating the documentation of this murder of this writer's maternal great-grandfather Hence Hicks has been highly interesting, and educational.  It is a shame that the actual testimony is not found in the records available.  But after 83 years, it is a miracle that the records available could be found at all.  This has been a rewarding experience and this writer feels closer to Hence Hicks despite having visited his grave on several occasions.  Further work will be done to locate more records and if possible this story will be updated in the future.  

The March 8, 1935, edition of the Floyd County Times contained some further information which might be helpful to those who are researching the Hicks genealogy.  The story states that the body of Hence Hicks was taken to Rock Fork near Garrett, KY, and burial took place on the Sunday after the murder in the Chafins Cemetery.  The funeral was preached by Reverend Marion Chafins and Reverend Melvin Allen.  Survivors are listed as "his widow" and several children, two brothers, Green and Alex Hicks of Garrett, KY, and a sister, Mrs. John Click, of Alphoretta.  The cemetery is located near Garrett, KY, on Rock Fork just off the four lane of KY Highway 80 beside the Rock Fork Freewill Baptist Church.   The grave is in the left rear corner of the cemetery not far from the fence and marked by the obelisk tombstone in the photo above.  There are a total of 20 Hicks' buried in that cemetery with marked graves.  It was the belief of this writer at the time this blog post was actually written that at least two other Hicks', the two children of Woots and Susie Hicks, who died in childhood, might have been buried in this cemetery in unmarked graves. Further research has proven that to be untrue. Their names were Edgar Hicks and Ella Hicks and they are buried in the Collins Cemetery #1 on Kentucky Route 7 south of Wayland at what was historically known as Collins Branch but, due to E911 has now been named Muddy Branch Road.  That cemetery is located on a knoll across Beaver Creek and across the railroad tracks about a half mile to a mile north of the Knott County line.  There are also several other members of the extended family buried in that cemetery including Rachel Moore Collins, the first wife of Hence Hicks and the grandmother of the two children.
 
The Louisville Courier Journal of September 30, 1936 reported that the Kentucky Court of Appeals ruled on an appeal of Elisha Bolen's life sentence and upheld the conviction and sentence.  Thanks to Joe Clark of the Carter County, Kentucky Genealogy group on Facebook for doing some digging and posting a clipping from that paper about the ruling.  



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