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Monday, July 31, 2023

Book Signing And Reading, Kirk Judd & Edwina Pendarvis, Huntington, WV, July 28, 2023

 

On July 28, 2023, my wife Candice & I spent a long, rewarding day in Huntington, West Virginia, part of which I wrote about in this earlier blog post regarding our visit to the Huntington Museum of Art.  But our primary reason for visiting Huntington was to attend a joint book signing and reading by two of our friends at Cicada Books on 14th Street West.  The two friends are Edwina "Eddy" Pendarvis and Kirk Judd who have both been very active in the West Virginia literary scene for many years.  Both are excellent poets and Eddy has also produced several excellent works of nonfiction both in the field of Appalachian Studies and in her professional academic career in the field of education.  I have known Eddy for about 6 years and known about Kirk and his work for probably forty years although we had never met face to face before this reading.  Kirk and I had both participated in an online reading to promote the posthumous book "Milky Way Accent" by Bob Snyder, one of my early mentors and one of the best poets West Virginia has ever produced.  We have maintained an intermittent Facebook communication pattern ever since but this was our first meeting. 

Kirk and his wife, Eddy, Candice and I all arrived at the book store about an hour early for the reading and were able to converse awhile before others arrived for the event.  We talked about a wide ranging series of topics as most people do in such settings and at least hit the high spots concerning Appalachian Literature, poetry in general, the art museum, and God only knows what else which is the very kind of conversation which I enjoy.  The reading had a very sizeable attendance by the standards of such events in small venues and the room was soon filled with a wide variety of aficionados of literature.  We were able to meet and talk briefly with several others whom we had never known, most of whom were friends of either Eddy or Kirk and his wife.  

The reading began with Eddy reading some from both her historical body of poetic works and some short selections from her new nonfiction book "Another World: Ballet Lessons from Appalachia" which is available from the Jesse Stuart Foundation in Ashland, Kentucky. Although I can't say that I knew this book in its embryonic stage, I had been aware of it in a limited way as Eddy had worked on the manuscript and had eagerly anticipated its arrival in the world since I have enjoyed literally every word of Eddy's work I have ever read.  "Another World..." is based on interviews which Eddy completed with 24 women who took childhood ballet lessons in Appalachia and discusses various aspects of ballet and how it affected the lives of these women.  I am certain that the book is and will forever be a thorn in the sides of those perpetual detractors of Appalachia who live under the misconception that this is a region without both culture and cultured people.  It is an unusual topic for an Appalachian book and I admit that I have never seen another book about ballet in Appalachia.  Like myself, you may find this to be your introduction to the topic within the region.  I must say that this makes me justifiably proud as does any other occasion when I see those detractors set back on their heels.  But I must also say that for several years I had been aware that the father of the actor Richard Thomas, of "The Waltons" television fame, grew up to become a New York ballet dancer during his childhood in nearby Paintsville, Kentucky.  I will report more fully on the book after I have completed reading it.  

Eddy's poetry reading was and always has been a fulfilling experience.  Her imagery is crisp, both human and humane, and always reflective of her highly productive life as a successful Appalachian woman, professor, poet, and educator.  She read a limited number of her fine poems and both Candice and I thoroughly enjoyed hearing her once again.  

 

Kirk Judd's reading was somewhat longer than Eddy and came, in part, from a new book of poetry which he coauthored with three of his long term female poet friends, Susanna Connelly Holstein, Cheryl Denise, and Sherrell Runnion Wigal.  He says that the four of them frequently take a shared writing period together at a cabin retreat in West Virginia.  The book, "Porch Poems" and its title reflect their long lived practice of sitting, talking, and writing poetry on the very porch which is pictured on the cover of the book which is available from Sheila-Na-Gig Editions.  Kirk has a wonderful reading style which is as much performance as it is some more tame form of "reading poetry".  Both his vocal style and poetic rhythms are geared and polished over years of writing and reading in public to function best in this environment.  His work is the product of a lifetime of honing, fine tuning, and perfecting a style and a body of work which is best suited to such a delivery technique.  I have seen other lesser poets attempt to utilize such a delivery and rarely seen it succeed.  With Kirk Judd, the writer, the poetry, the delivery, and the pleasure therefrom are melded into exactly what such a style should be.  Kirk often performs his reading with the accompaniment of an old time fiddler and his earlier book, "My People Was Music", was published in its original edition with an accompanying CD of such an accompanied reading of some of the poetry.  The current second edition of that book is published with a computer code on the cover so the purchaser can access the recorded versions online.  

 The reading was a success both in terms of the pleasure the audience obviously received from both poets and based on the sizeable attendance in a small bookstore located in a somewhat seedy section of West Huntington,West Virginia.  All the books mentioned in this blog post from both authors are well worth purchasing by the student of Appalachian Literature.  I recommend the work of both authors without reservations not because they are my friends but because I respect both them and their work. 

Sunday, July 30, 2023

Minnie Adkins Exhibition, "Story Carvings", Huntington Museum Of Art, Friday, July 28, 2023

 

                                                       Photo By Huntington Museum of Art 

On Friday, July 28, 2023, my wife Candice & I traveled to the Huntington Museum of Art in Huntington, West Virginia, to see the fairly recent exhibition of the work of famed Kentucky folk artist Minnie Adkins which the museum has titled "Story Carvings".  The exhibition is composed of several hundred small, painted carvings which Minnie created to illustrate several books which she produced with writer Mike Norris.   The books involved were called "Sonny the Monkey", "Bright Blue Rooster", "Mommy Goose: Rhymes from the Mountain" and "Ring Around the Moon: Mommy Goose Rhymes". The muse um website states:  "This collection of carvings is a seamless blend of wood and words reflecting Appalachian culture and covering an enormous range of subjects—from humor to anger, coal mining to creativity, bullying to the might of words."  

                                                Roger Hicks & Minnie Adkins July 15, 2023
 

 I have known Minnie is a superficial way for several years and have written about her and her work on this blog most recently after attending the annual "Minnie Adkins Day" in her hometown of Sandy Hook, Kentucky, on July 15, 2023.  I have a great deal of respect for Minnie and her work, especially those larger pieces which are often seen in museum collections or the homes of well funded collectors.  But this exhibit is composed almost entirely of pieces which are less than 6" and were intended to be utilized in photographic tableaux for the books mentioned above.  They are wonderful work and, if  you know Minnie and her work, they are easily recognized as coming from her hands, paint brush, and pocket knife.  Minnie is now just past her 90th birthday but still going strong as she demonstrated at the recent Minnie Adkins Day.  I suspected that she might not be keeping the same heated pace she did in her earlier years but she still had a great deal of works on display for sale at that Minnie Adkins Day, still posed for photographs with every admirer who asked, and took time to speak to every person who came seeking a little of her time.  I regret that I was not present at the grand opening of this exhibition to see her in her natural element holding court in a museum in front of a crowd of art loving admirers.  

The museum also has a sizeable collection of American Folk Art in their permanent collection and much of it is also currently on display at this time in an adjoining gallery under the title Folk Art: Eclectic Expressions from the Collection.   The museum in their description of the general folk art exhibit quotes their Senior Curator/Exhibition Designer John Farley about that exhibition in this manner: “This exhibition reminds us that living creatively and expressively is not reserved for those with specialized artistic training or academic education, Making things with our hands, our hearts, and our minds is the province of all people." "It is an excellent exhibition, especially if the viewer is one seeking an overview of American Folk Art or folk art of the Southeastern United States.  The first piece most likely to catch a visitor's eye entering the gallery is a wonderful quilt of about 20 individual squares made by Minnie Adkins about 30 years ago.  The top corner squares on each side are of Minnie and her late husband Garland Adkins.  The remaining squares are fabric reproductions of many of Minnie's familar carvings of local animals, both domestic and feral.  Another remarkable piece in that exhibition is by Howard Finster, who was arguably one of the best known of all American Folk artists.  For me personally, a favorite piece and one I had never seen in person despite having represented the artist, Donny Tolson, for a time is called "Dan'l Boone Kilt A Bar".    

It is a phenomenal carving of several separate pieces which have been fitted together to create a composite on a large, rounded wooden base of Daniel Boone in buckskins, knife in hand, in mortal combat with a large upright bear in a small grove of trees.  One of those trees even contains a small carved squirrel spectator.  The entire piece is about 2' x 12" x 16" roughly.  It is masterpiece of the woodcarver's art.  There are also numerous other pieces in this exhibition both of carvings and paintings.  This overall collection is well worth seeing any time you are in the area of Huntington, West Virginia.  The Minnie Adkins exhibition will be available until November 5, 2023.  The overall folk art exhibition will close on September 24, 2023. 


Thursday, July 20, 2023

A Wonderful, Early, Unintended Political Birthday Present!


 

Yesterday, July 19, 2023, we spent most of the day in the general area of Morehead, Kentucky, and got home late, about 5pm after I had hiked for an hour and ten minutes at the Minor E. Clark Fish Hatchery which sits just below the spillway of Cave Run Lake; then we went to Wal Mart and Kroger to stock up on groceries, etc. I had already had a good day for several reasons.  I had spent time with my wife, Candice, and I had hiked to the hatchery from the spillway area in the company of the man who supervises the transportation of the fish they raise there to about half the state of Kentucky.  We had a good talk and hike on his way to work and my way to hike.  He answered several of my perpetual questions about the operations of the hatchery including telling me that they raise a lot of gold fish to feed the muskellunge they breed for stocking lakes.  I had previously seen goldfish in some concrete holding tanks on the property but had never understood exactly why they had them there.  I had thought that since they are a form of carp they might have been keeping them to help keep tanks clean.  But actually, they are just another version of the fattening hog for the muskellunge.  Then I hiked on around several of the 84 growing ponds the hatchery uses to finish the fish they produce.  I saw a lot of bird during that time which I don't always see there because I am hiking constantly and not paying attention to the tree lines and sometimes flush birds before I can clearly identify them.   I saw a flock of about 24 Canada Geese, about 18 American Crows, 6 Killdeer which are actually one of my favorite birds, and I was able to identify my first Green Heron.  

Then when I got home, I found a small envelope in my mail box with the return address of Betty Lynn on it which I had known was coming in some form or other since Betty had told me on Facebook that she was sending me something she had found in her large collection of memorabilia from a long career at Berea College where she worked as a secretary for many years.  I opened the envelope and quickly realized that Betty knows me well and had chosen to give me a perfect birthday gift. It was a single sheet of aged, yellowed, frazzled paper with a poem written on it in blue mimeograph ink and the letterhead of Berea College on the other side.  It is a rhyming poem of 7 stanza each composed of 2 rhyming couplets by an unknown author who was most likely an employee of Berea College in the 1950's when it was written.  I will include it at the bottom of this blog post but let me say in advance it if funny and well located at this time in American History because it puts our current political problems in a good perspective and shows us that while the Republican party never had the best intentions in mind for the majority of our citizens they were surely not the absolute criminals in 1952 that they are today.  The man who is the primary topic of this poem was definitely not anywhere near the level of pond scum that TRAITOR Trump is and always has been.  


 

 

Here is the poem in its entirety: 

THE REPUBLICANS

The Republican's seed sprouted and grew, 

In the simple minds of quite a few.

Some are nuts about whom they like

And made up their minds to vote for Ike. 


They've promised a lot and they'll promise more

Let's look and see what they did before.

Twenty years have passed, and yet,

Those Hoover Days I'll  never forget.


When Hoover was in I lived on the farm.

A dollar bill looked as long as my arm.

I never saw a ten dollar bill, 

And, if Ike is elected, I doubt if I will.


When Hoover was in, things were really tight. 

The rabbits were scarce and the fish wouldn't bite.

The men too ragged to go anywhere,

And the women wore flour sack underwear.


Remember me when you cast your vote.

If you vote for Ike, you'll cut your throat.

Would you rather have a life of ease

Or water gravy and black-eyed peas?


Since nineteen hundred and thirty-two

The Republican party has been in a stew.

They've called the Democrats nasty names, 

But the banks stay open just the same.


If Ike is elected, I'll move to the farm.

I'll plant some taters behind the barn; 

I'll steal my neighbor's roasting ears, 

I'll try to get by for four more years.

Author Unknown, Berea College, 1952

While this might not be great poetry, it is above average political doggerel and it points out the very clear differences between the Republican Party of President Dwight D. Eisenhower and the Right Wing Radical Repugnican Party of TREASON, hatred, criminality, and disgust it has become since 1952.  While Eisenhower was not anywhere near the best, or even one of the best, presidents we ever had, he was a patriot, was a major player in winning World War II and was elected twice.  His most important achievement was beginning what became the interstate highway system which he envisioned while fighting across Europe against Adolf Hitler.  No, Eisenhower was not perfect.  But he was also not perfectly imperfect as TRAITOR Trump proves on a daily basis that he is.  While the country did not prosper as it should have during the administration of Eisenhower, it was never in mortal peril as it has been every day since TRAITOR Trump listened to his Russian master Vladimir Putin and consented to be the TREASONOUS beneficiary of as stolen US election.  While Eisenhower accomplished little in the White House other than the interstate highway system's birth, he never engaged in the kind of crime spree his vice president Richard Nixon did you just a few short years later. Dwight D. Eisenhower was a man of honor, a general of great military achievements, a man who could have been trusted to be in a room alone with a teenage girl.  TRAITOR Trump can not point to any actual achievements other than having become the greatest TRAITOR in the history of the world. America must realize that there is some truth in the little poem above.  But the most valuable thing in that poem is a chance to compare the last decent Republican in America to the worst TRAITOR in the history of the world, TRAITOR Trump.  We must learn from the comparison and we must send that TRAITOR to federal prison for his crimes against America, the American people, and the world.  



Sunday, July 16, 2023

Minnie Adkins Day, July 15, 2023, Sandy Hook, Kentucky

 
Roger D. Hicks & Minnie Adkins
My wife Candice & I traveled to Sandy Hook, Kentucky, in neighboring Elliott County for our second visit to Minnie Adkins Day, an annual one day event which is named for the great Kentucky folk artist Minnie Adkins, whom I have known casually for somewhere near twenty years.  We are  not close friends but whenever I encounter Minnie she always remembers me and refers to me as "the auctioneer".  Minnie Adkins Day is a combination folk art show and sale which draws somewhere in the neighborhood of 75-100 artists and probably close to 1,000 visitors, cum customers, on a good dry day.  Yesterday did not turn out to be a good dry day. Candice & I arrived at about 11am and stayed for about two hours before leaving to go on to Grayson, Kentucky, in neighboring Carter County for lunch at Tres Hermanos Nunez, a pretty fair Mexican restaurant chain in Eastern Kentucky and Southern Ohio.  We decided to leave the event just as we saw ominous clouds moving in from the west and were told by some artists who were watching their cell phones that the weather was headed our way from the Lexington area.  
 
But considering the short time we were there, we  had a most excellent day. I got to see Minnie, converse with her for a short while, (there is always a line to see Minnie, say a few words, and get a photo with her if you want one)  got the photo together which I had never done in our many encounters.  Just in front of me in line to see Minnie was a couple whom I did not recognize but I heard someone refer to the man as Randy Yohe which was a great serendipitous meeting.  Randy is now retired from WSAZ-3 TV in Huntington, West Virginia, and works for West Virginia Public Radio.  I had seen Randy in 1996 when he did a story about me when I was chosen as an Olympic Torch Bearer for the 1996 Summer Olympics in Atlanta.  I had carried the torch in Covington, Kentucky, and Randy and his camera person had filmed footage with me at Morehead State University, where I was a non-traditional student at the time, and in Covington where I carried the torch in a driving rain at 10pm.  I had liked Randy a lot at the time, followed his work in a limited way while he was still working at WSAZ, and lost track of him when he retired from there.  I introduced myself to Randy and his wife as soon as I had my brief time with Minnie and we reminisced about the Torch Run, caught up on what both of us had been doing in the past 27 years, made a plan for a possible meeting at another event I will be attending in West Virginia next year, and moved on.  
 
Then I checked in with my friend folk artist Brent Collinsworth who lives in nearby Wolfe County and is also a well respected Kentucky folk artist.  I have several pieces of Brent's work in my collection of folk art and we converse fairly regularly.  But it is always good to make contact with him anytime.   He had a few new pieces which I had not seen but, since I had bought a few from him not long ago during a visit to his home, I never bought any of his work yesterday. The crowd at Minnie Adkins Day is generally too large for old friends to converse with the artists except for a few brief words and I quickly moved on to other encounters with a couple of people I knew and a few I  had never met.  

I also made a point to find another local Elliott County folk artist, Tim Lewis, whose specialty is carved and painted wooden birds.  I had seen one of Tim's birds in a visit to Brent's house a few months ago and, due to having had a flock of relatively rare evening grosbeaks at our house for about two months from early March to early May, I had decided to ask Tim is he would accept a commission to carve and paint me an evening grosbeak.  We worked out the gist of the details but I still need to send Tim some photos of the grosbeaks and pay him for the carving which I will do in a visit to his house in a few days.  Tim's work is fairly well known across Kentucky and the adjoining states and he has a few pieces in regional folk art museums.  

Then I had another very serendipitous meeting with someone I have known on Facebook only for quite a while. Candice had moved around on her own in her power wheelchair and was talking to two women at their booth. They are a mother and daughter from the Elliott County area and do work primarily using found objects. Candice had found a piece she wanted, a nesting hen made from a folding cardboard fried chicken box.  We decided to buy that piece and while I was writing the check for it to the mother, I asked what name I needed to put on the check and the daughter said, "Use mine, Misty Skaggs."  I turned and realized that she was my Facebook contact and said, "My name is Roger Hicks.  Does that mean anything to you?"  Of course it did since we share the same liberal politics in general and have often been found on the same side of Facebook discussions of the seriously destructive problems in the country which have been perpetrated over the last several years by TRAITOR Trump and the Right Wing Radical Repugnican party.  Misty's mother's name is Bonita Parsons and she was the creator of Candice's chicken.  Candice then decided to stay and spend some time talking with Misty and Bonita while I went around to see what else I could see and whom I might meet.  

Then, as I was walking across the field toward more artist's booths, I met a man walking toward the food booths who recognized me from last year at the event where Candice & I bought a piece from him which hangs in our dining area.  Scott McQueen is his name and he is retired from several years as a minister before retiring and becoming a folk artist.  He lives in Alabama and always comes to the Minnie Adkins Day events.  

Then I ran into Tom Clark from Lexington, Kentucky, who used to run a large gallery there and whom I had encountered at several auctions or folk art events.  He was selling a part of his large collection and we talked for a while about several artists and an art dealer we had known in the past. Someone had also heard Minnie refer to me as an auctioneer and pulled me aside to tell me that a young artist at another booth was in the process of becoming an auctioneer and would like to talk to me.  We conversed for a while and I told him what I could about my experiences in running an auction house, conducting several good estate auctions in several Kentucky counties, and one or two firmly held beliefs I have about how auctions should be run, how a good to great auction crew is put together and my favorite little bit of wisdom that "at every auction someone is in charge, either the crowd or the auctioneer and it should never be the crowd."  Then I realized that bad weather was moving in and hurried over to get Candice and leave.  We just got into the van when the rain started coming down and went to Grayson for lunch. Misty Skaggs communicated to me by Facebook today and told me that most of the artists and late staying customers got really wet in a driving rain after we left.  All together it was a great day!

 

 

Friday, July 7, 2023

The Ark Encounter, Right Wing Radical "Religion" And Tax Scams

 

Every year at about this time or a bit earlier, in spring, summer, and early fall, on Facebook travel based groups, especially those which are focused on Kentucky, Southern Ohio, and Southern Indiana, there are numerous questions from people from all over the USA and even the world about how to find, buy tickets for, and access other services around the location of The Ark Encounter in Northern Kentucky.  I always respond to those questions, and smilingly accept the fake outrage of the questioners, and advice the questioners about the unresolved tax shams which have been perpetrated by The Ark Encounter and its ownership against the state of Kentucky and Grant County.  Over the years since the idea of The Ark Encounter became reality in Northern Kentucky, the state and local governments bent over backward to award the management several million dollars worth of tax waivers, reductions, and outright gifts of tax abeyance.  There is an extensive and extensively documented history of The Ark Encounter and its ownership having failed to live up to, or even attempt to live up to, the promises they made the state and county in order to gain those millions of dollars of sweetheart tax deals.  Their avoidance of their responsibilities and promises has been nothing short of criminal.  

On July 21, 2017, the Louisville Courier Journal ran a story under this headline, "Ark Park Violates Agreement, gets over $18million in state tax breaks suspended". The story clearly describes the underhanded actions of the owners which caused the state of Kentucky to lose that $18Million.  One may assume that the newspaper editorship feels strongly about the misdeeds they have documented so thoroughly based on the fact that they leave this article up for free access when they almost always insist on subscriptions from viewers in order to read their stories.  

Four days later, on July 25, 2017, the national magazine "Forbes" also ran a major story about the tax affair which contains a very succinct and accurate description of how the scam worked: 

"...Ark Encounter LLC transferred the property where the Ark is parked for now to Crosswater Canyon Inc for a nominal sum.  Since the  tourism cabinet had made its deal with Ark Encounter LLC, it suspended the tax incentive.  So Crosswater transferred the property back to Ark Encounter LLC." Forbes, July 25, 2017)

Nearly three years later on February 24, 2020, across the river in Ohio. "The Cincinnati Enquirer" ran a story under the beautifully constructed headline "Opinion: Ham fleeced a town that gave him his Ark Encounter". David MacMillan, the author of that story has this to say about his credentials for questioning the scam, "As a former Kentucky creationist turned science advocate, I’m honored to be one of the voices in the film (We Believe In Dinosaurs) critical of the Ark Encounter. I’ve written at length about my past with Answers in Genesis and about the struggle of leaving science denial."  Obviously, Mr. MacMillan knows his subject matter well, having once believed their lies.   

On July 16, 2017, (yes, it was a busy week for journalists covering the story) the Kentucky School Boards Association opinion of the deal was covered by Linda Blackford who wrote about the $10  (ten dollars) property transfer by Ham and associates which stiffed the state and county of their millions.  This is obviously a story which will not, and should not ever die. Like thousands of other Kentucky citizens, I hate a tax cheat and that is exactly what The Ark Encounter and its management are and are likely to forever be.  Literally no one I know in Kentucky is naive enough to believe that The Ark Enconter's management and staff are ever likely to be struck by a sudden, unforeseen desire to actually practice the "Christianity" they espouse without any prior proof and repent, pay the money back, and move on to become good citizens.  

Recently, I literally blundered into the book whose cover is portrayed at the top of  this page, "Saving Darwin" by Karl W. Giberson, who is a former professor of physics at Nazarene College and Director of the Forum on Faith and Science at Gordon College. Currently, Dr. Giberson is a faculty member at Stonehill College where he serves as the Scholar-in-Residence in science and religion.  He is the author of roughly a dozen books most of which discuss the subject matter of the intersection of science and religion.  The author of the foreword to "Saving Darwin" which prompted this blog post is Dr. Francis S. Collins, M. D., Ph.D, the former Director of The National Institutes of Health in Bethesda, Maryland, and has this to say in that foreword: 

"...a "creation museum" has opened just outside Cincinnati, depicting humans frolicking with dinosaurs, despite overwhelming scientific evidence that they were separated in history by sixty million years. What's going on here?  How can  the most advanced technological country in the world also be home to such antiscientific thinking?" (Saving Darwin, pp. v)

I had purchased this book without any prior knowledge of the interior arguments it presents but I was so pleasantly surprised to find the above writing by such a distinguished scientist as Dr. Francis S. Collins that I knew I had to write about the book, and this quotation specifically, in this blog. During his tenure at NIH, Dr. Francis S. Collins was the Director of the Human Genome Project.  Let me say clearly that I am not a scientist and I have never met Dr. Francis S. Collins or Dr. Karl W. Giberson.  But I do have a Master of Education Degree in Human Development from Lindsey Wilson College and I have spent many days at the National Institutes of Health with my wife in the early and mid-1990's  during a five year period at the height of the Human Genome Project while she was a research subject due to having a rare genetic anomaly.  I have met numerous individuals at NIH who were deeply involved in the Human Genome Project. I am not just a naive Kentuckian who is simply outraged by the actions of the management of The Ark Encounter. I am a reasonably well educated person with more than ordinary knowledge of some of work which Dr. Francis led at NIH.  I consider it a very serendipitous event that I strayed into this book and this quote from Dr. Francis.  

No one on earth should ever ignore the wisdom in that quote or brush it off as an attack by an unqualified detractor of The Ark Encounter.  Every year since The Ark Encounter began to cheat the taxpayers of Kentucky, I have watched their actions with increasing loss of whatever minimal respect I might have ever had for them.  I have steadily tried to educate their gullible and misled patrons about their tax cheating and the fallacies which are inherent in everything they do and say.  I will continue to do that so long as those taxes go on unreturned and so long as their lies about human origins are being spread. I will write further on this blog about this story as I finish reading the book.  I will also suggest, as I always have, that their naive patrons go instead, or at least go also, to The Big Bone Lick State Historic Site in Union, Kentucky, which is a state park of long standing located just a thirty minute drive from The Ark Encounter.  Big Bone Lick was a major research site due to the site having been the scene at which numerous dinosaur fossils were discovered.  The state website describes Big Bone Lick in this manner: 

"Big Bone Lick is the perfect place to get hands-on lessons in history, science, and environmental education. Engage your class, youth group, home school group, or scout troop through a field trip to the park. Your group will experience fun programs and exploration in an outdoor setting. Park Interpreters can also bring programs to your classroom, school, or organization to enrich any curriculum. Programs can be presented to adults as well. Field trips and outreach programs may have a small fee. For more information and scheduling, please contact the park at (859) 384-3522."  (Kentucky State Parks)

If you must go to The Ark Encounter, please be open minded and give yourself an opportunity to learn the truth about science and evolution at Big Bone Lick in Union, Kentucky.  

Thursday, July 6, 2023

Goose Creek Salt Works And Pioneer Village-Manchester, Kentucky

 

        
Jesse Cotton Cabin at Goose Creek, Photo by Kentucky Tourism

Today, July 6, 2023, my wife and I traveled to Manchester, Kentucky, primarily for two reasons: 1) to take a sizeable but short road trip and to buy Chow Chow from a Mennonite owned produce store in downtown Manchester.  I walk or do some other form of exercise every day of the year and when we are out of the house and the weather is decent I usually find a place to walk, a park, a sports venue, or some other setting.  Today, we wandered into the Goose Creek Salt Works and Pioneer Village just outside the heart of downtown Manchester.  We used to have a friend who lived in Burning Springs just north of Manchester but he has been dead for several years and we hadn't been back in Clay County for quite some time.  The site has a lot of historical value in the local area and in the history of the settlement of Kentucky.  There are about 4 log buildings on the site: two houses including the cabin in the photo above, another cabin, and two barns.  There is also a recently constructed stage with a couple of dressing or storage rooms which I assume is used for a variety of community events.  One of the cabins, the one above, can only be seen from the outside. The other cabin and the two barns are all accessible but have nothing in them.  One of the barns has a large livestock feed trough made from a hollow tree which is placed with the ends between the cracks in the logs.  But it is nearly six feet off the top of the ground and would have been inaccessible to any livestock except poultry or goats.  Perhaps it is placed that high to discourage possible thievery.  It is impossible to determine if it is of recent construction or authentic.  Sadly, a lot of cinder blocks have been used in setting the buildings up and they don't appear to be fully authentic for that reason.  There is a good two piece history of the salt works and setlement of the area with water proof text and photographic reproductions under a sheltering roof.  There are also two bronze plaques on the cabin above.  That is the entire Pioneer Village but it is worth seeing.

There is also a nice paved walking trail which runs along Goose Creek downstream beginning at the cabins with a sizeable grassy area which I assume is used for seating and perhaps picnicking during events.  The walking path becomes gravel a mile or more downstream from the cabins but it is nice and most of it can be accessed by a wheelchair.  But motorized vehicles are not allowed on the trail.  There is also a boat ramp and large picnic shelter downstream from the Pioneer Village which is accessible from the street.  But most of the trail is shaded by trees at least on the creek side and the lower portion is actually covered on both sides with birds and small game to be seen at times.  I encountered about a half dozen people while I was walking and my wife, who is in a wheelchair, stayed at the Pioneer Village reading while I walked and felt quite safe since the area is visible from nearby houses.  Happily, those houses don't literally adjoin the Pioneer Village.  If you are in Manchester and just want to eat lunch in a quiet spot or want to walk or see some history, it is worth the time.  You an also access Goose Creek in a couple of spots for fishing and I actually encountered one man who had ridden a bicycle to fish the creek.  I will probably walk there again if I am ever in Manchester which is as good a recommendation as I can give most places I visit for exercise. 

Tuesday, July 4, 2023

July 4, 2023, A Holiday With Hope For America, And A Great Deal Of Danger!

 

Today, July 4, 2023, is the second most important July 4th in the history of this country running just behind the first July 4th in our history, July 4, 1776.  That first July 4th is the most important in our history because it heralded the birth of democracy in America when the Second Continental Congress unanimously adopted the Declaration of Independence, announcing the colonies' separation from Great Britain. Since that time in 1776, loyal American citizens have been fighting to institute, defend, and preserve that unequaled level of democracy which has always set the United States of America from other less democratic, more volatile, less universally democratic countries in the world.  


 

But this July 4, 2023, is the second most important Independence Day in our history because our democracy and all of our constitutionally guaranteed freedoms, both individual and collective, have been facing the most dangerous attack in their history ever since June 15, 2015, the day TRAITOR Trump announced his totally unjustified belief that he was fit to be the leader of the free world.  Since that June day in 2015, both TRAITOR Trump and his misled, gullible, destructive, dangerous, and TREASONOUS followers both inside and outside the Right Wing Radical Repugnican party have been attacking both our individual and collective democratic freedoms and expresssing their willingness to no longer defend democracies which are under attack all over the world but most importantly they want to abandon the defense of Ukraine and their fledgling democracy.  Yet, this July 4, 2023, is also a day of great hope and expectation because TRAITOR Trump has now been held financially responsible for only one of his more than 25 sexual attacks on female victims and has now been indicted for a small portion of his crimes against the United States.  TRAITOR Trump is also facing highly probable and even more serious indictments for his crimes against the government of this country which culminated in the January 6, 2021, attack on the US Capitol which he incited his TREASONOUS followers to commit and for his widespread attempts, along with numerous other co-conspirators, to overturn the results of the 2020 presidential election.  If TRAITOR Trump and his many co-conspirators are indicted, convicted, sentenced, and imprisoned for this long list of crimes against America and American Democracy, we will have literally saved both individual and collective constitutional rights in this country.  If TRAITOR Trump and his many co-conspirators go  on unpunished, unconvicted, and unsentenced, we will go on to lose nearly every democratic freedom which the constitution guarantees.  He has made on attempt to hide  his contempt for constitutional guarantees, voting rights, individual freedoms, rule of law, and the very documents which built this democracy.  


 

TRAITOR Trump must be indicted for all his many crimes.  He must be convicted of all those crimes and he must be sentenced and imprisoned for those crimes if this country and our democracy are to survive.  If we wish to continue to be free people in a free country, these things must happen.  We must preserve our democracy and the first step toward preserving that democracy in the lifelong imprisonment of TRAITOR Trump and as many of his co-conspirators as the law enforcement and judicial communities can indict, convict, and sentence for their crimes in support of the greater crimes of TRAITOR Trump.  



Watching June Bugs Hatch And Leave The Ground

 

Someone I know in Knott County just posted on Facebook about having a large number of June Bugs in his yard after not seeing any/many for quite a while and reminded me of this little event I saw almost thirty years ago.  It involved a new hatch of June bugs leaving the ground. I was at the home of a local preacher, Gene Eason, who has long since left this area and retired. I was walking around in the yard and noticed a June bug walking up a leaf of grass. It sat there a minute, spread its wings out and shook them a couple of time and I realized they were wet. Then it flew off. A few seconds later another came up the leaf of grass and I realized there was a small hole in the ground below the grass they were climbing. I stood there and watched as several more came out of the ground, dried their wings, and flew away. It was the first time I realized that June bugs lay their eggs in the ground in late summer or fall and they hatch in spring or early summer, leave the ground, and fly away. What I told my friend in Knott County was that he has probably had a big  hatch in his yard.

In Eastern Kentucky, nearly all of us grew up catching June Bugs and tying a sewing string to one of their legs and flying them around when we were children.  It's not really a 21st Century kind of approved way to deal with nature but it was fun as a child.