( grew up in Bluebird holler ,, knott,co. S.E. Kentucky,, with a lot of cousins uncles and aunts ,, oh yes there was seven of us children our dad was a coal mine, That was when they had to dig for the coal with pickaxes the roads were to bumpy (countryroads) to skate on and we only had one pair of skates so when one of the old coal camp houses got empty we used it to roller skate in two of us would each put on a skate and go round and round in the four room house,, with one foott up in the air. In the winter time when it snowed we didnt have ice skates, or a place for them living in the hills of Kentucky so we would get a wash tub lid the old ringer kind and slide off the hill we also got a few scrapes,brusies and broken arms, We had a feast of fun everyday ,,, And DEPRESSION,,, was the word for what the poor people were going through,,, like we had no money for fancy grocerys we grew everything in the garden and canned it in the fall so we always had plenty to eat in the winter,,, we tapped the maple trees for syrup , spring time we had the hills full of fresh greens we would go with our granny and pick a bag full for supper , in the summer time we also liked to catch june bugs and tie thier legs to a long string to let them fly way up into the air Gee what Memories having fun remembering thanks for the space,, COUNTRY WOMAN
Kathleen (Turner) Mchugh