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Post by BuckSkin on Jul 30, 2022 1:26:55 GMT
The Old Country Store
Wednesday_10-June-2020
This old store building is on the West side of US Hwy 127.
Immediately North of Jumpoff Road and South of Holt Road.
Southbound on US Hwy 127
Between KY Hwy 55 and Wolf Creek Dam
Russell County - Kentucky
Photo Taken through the glass of a Moving Vehicle
Not that many years ago, you could stop in here and get a liver-cheese on crackers sandwich, a moon pie, and an ice-cold Royal Crown Cola.
You could fill your tank with gasoline, get a dozen night-crawlers or minnows, and a new mantle for your Coleman lantern.
In the late 1970s/early 1980s, there were no less than five such country stores within a mile of this one; sadly, now, they are all boarded up.
See those bars in the windows; that is a direct result of dozen kid families with no jobs nor future for them other than poverty.
Notice the stack of wood blocks holding the storm-door shut on the mobile-home; that will work when they are not home; I guess when they are inside they have a shoe-string to hook over a bent nail.
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Post by BuckSkin on Jul 31, 2022 23:47:39 GMT
This old abandoned country store is on the South side of KY Hwy 100, just West of the junction of Hwy 100 and Ky Hwy 1421.
Westbound KY Hwy 100 - Allen County
Wednesday_10-June-2020
Photo Taken from a Moving Vehicle
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Post by BuckSkin on May 7, 2023 23:28:03 GMT
US Hwy 127 South - Dunnville - Casey County - Kentucky
Traveling Southbound
Wednesday_03-November-2021
Photo Taken through the glass of a Moving Vehicle
Peggy Tarter's Grocery
On the West side of US127 in Downtown Dunnville.
You could pass in the wee hours of the night and all the rest of Dunnville would be pitch black save for Peggy; there would be a lamp on and she would be sitting behind the counter in her easy chair, reading a paperback novel; you could stop in and get a few dollars worth of gas, a big orange dope cold enough to bust your teeth, a bologna and cheese on those big square crackers, and a Moon Pie; she was the only place in miles that was open 24 hours a day; and, it was full service too; she would lay aside her book and go outside and pump your gas.
Except for a couple hours on Tuesday; Tuesday was bank day.
They had a bank in Dunnville, right across the road from her store; but, she did her banking in Russell Springs, at the old Lester Bernard First National Bank on Main Street, passing right by the big fancy new one at the big junction, the one with the elevator.
Her car, an old white 1968 Buick Skylark that she bought brand-new and now nearly eaten away by rust, would sit beside the old store building and not be started until Tuesday when she would lock up the store, fire it up, and head to Russell Springs.
Within minutes, you would think somebody had died and it was a funeral procession; there would be thirty cars backed up behind her, traveling at the breakneck speed of around 28mph.
Following her, you would get a splitting headache, smelling the barely burnt 10w-30 Quaker State; you might get a few oil specks on your windshield but I guarantee you won't get any bugs.
You could set your clock by her; coming and going, she would pass by the mailbox at exactly the same time every Tuesday.
I wish I had that old car; I'd pour some oil in it every Tuesday and make her round just for old time sake.
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Post by jackscrap on May 7, 2023 23:41:27 GMT
Sounds like she left her stamp on that neck of the woods, and please tell me what's in a moon pie?
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Post by hmca on May 7, 2023 23:57:59 GMT
I appreciate the story you added to your picture, BuckSkin. It’s simple posts like this with the accompanying story that I find most interesting. You have a talent for depicting what your life has been like through the years living in Kentucky with details and respect for the people you have known.
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Post by BuckSkin on May 8, 2023 1:42:44 GMT
please tell me what's in a moon pie? The genuine real original Moon Pie was made by the Bremner's Cookie Factory in Louisville, Kentucky, a division of Ralston-Purina, also Louisville based. For many years, there was a huge set of Ralston-Purina silos/grain elevators so close to Interstate 65 (The Kentucky Turnpike) that you could almost touch them. Bremner's Moon Pie was a sandwich of two big "cookies" with a marshmallow-like creme between and the whole thing coated with a candy-like icing. When I was a kid, there were four flavors; chocolate, vanilla, banana, one other that slips my mind at the moment. The originals were about six-inch diameter and an inch thick. The politically corrected up fakes that are available today fail in comparison. |
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Post by jackscrap on May 8, 2023 3:00:17 GMT
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Post by BuckSkin on Feb 15, 2024 4:51:44 GMT
please tell me what's in a moon pie? The genuine real original Moon Pie was made by the Bremner's Cookie Factory in Louisville, Kentucky, a division of Ralston-Purina, also Louisville based. For many years, there was a huge set of Ralston-Purina silos/grain elevators so close to Interstate 65 (The Kentucky Turnpike) that you could almost touch them. Bremner's Moon Pie was a sandwich of two big "cookies" with a marshmallow-like creme between and the whole thing coated with a candy-like icing. When I was a kid, there were four flavors; chocolate, vanilla, banana, one other that slips my mind at the moment. The originals were about six-inch diameter and an inch thick. The politically corrected up fakes that are available today fail in comparison. |
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Post by BuckSkin on Feb 15, 2024 5:55:21 GMT
Sunday_05-August-2018Merrimac General StoreSapp Branch in the foreground.
I am standing on the bridge where Sapp Branch passes under the road.
Robinson Creek is barely discernible at upper-right; the bridge over Robinson Creek almost touches the Sapp Branch bridge and the two streams converge as soon as they cross under the road.
There are four sizable streams that all pour into Robinson Creek within sight of where I am standing; by the time Robinson Creek joins Green River, just a few short miles from here, Robinson Creek is almost as big as Green River itself. Notice the unique shape of the facade or false front. That high-wheeled contraption is a horse-drawn Pan Scraper; it does the same job as the big multi-enginned Euclid earth-moving scrapers; it is to earth what a #5 Stanley Jack Plane is to wood. That is a 1971 Ford LTD, 4-door Pillared Hardtop; you could go to the Grand Canyon in a car like that; if she were sitting beside one of these brand-new plastic wondercars with five big hunnert-dollar bills and a two-year free gas card taped to the dash of the new car, and I had my choice between the two, I would immediately pick the big LTD and never look back. Alas, the store was closed on the day I was there; who ever heard of a General Merchandise Store being closed on a Sunday; hopefully, they will be open the next time and I can go inside and get myself a nickel's worth of Pickle Dog, some Saltine Crackers, a big glass bottle of Squirt cold enough to bust your teeth, and a Clark candy bar.
This is not the only store in Merrimac.
Merrimac - Taylor County - Kentucky
I hope you enjoy them.
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Post by pontiac1940 on Feb 15, 2024 6:02:12 GMT
That is a 1971 Ford LTD, 4-door Pillared Hardtop; you could go to the Grand Canyon in a car like that; if she were sitting beside one of these brand-new plastic wondercars with five big hunnert-dollar bills and a two-year free gas card taped to the dash of the new car, and I had my choice between the two, I would immediately pick the big LTD and never look back. You description made me smile. Some of those old "boats" were a dream to ride in. I could never afford one but rode in a few. |
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Post by Chris on Feb 15, 2024 12:24:16 GMT
That is a 1971 Ford LTD, 4-door Pillared Hardtop; you could go to the Grand Canyon in a car like that; if she were sitting beside one of these brand-new plastic wondercars with five big hunnert-dollar bills and a two-year free gas card taped to the dash of the new car, and I had my choice between the two, I would immediately pick the big LTD and never look back. You description made me smile. Some of those old "boats" were a dream to ride in. I could never afford one but rode in a few. They don't make them with integrity the way they used to. In the old days cars were made of really heavy gauge steel. Now they just buckle if you lean or breathe on them. Kind regards Chris |
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Post by BuckSkin on Nov 17, 2024 23:12:12 GMT
John Wolford Roy Store
Later to become the Denny Ray Thomas Store
Royville - Russell Springs - Russell County - Kentucky
Photo Taken 1950
South side of West KY80 - Next West of Royville Church
I was in this store many times as a small boy when Denny Ray Thomas owned it.
In this store, I have drank many a bottle of ice cold Big Red, cold enough to bust your teeth; I have eaten countless Liver Cheese sandwiches, mountains of Moon Pies, and numerous ice-cream Drumsticks, and enough Popsicles to frame a barn with the sticks.
This picture was in an antique store in a stack of framed photos --- not for sale --- the guy that owned it was fine with me photographing it.
I photographed the framed photo without taking it out of the frame.
I then doctored it up in Elements as best I could.
The sky was a mess and I finally decided the best solution was to replace it.
I apologize for the small size; it is the best I could do with the equipment I had at hand.
I saw this store every time I came and went from home and this is the only photo of it I have ever came across.
Alas, the ground it sat on is now under a blacktop street.
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