It has been a few weeks now since I jumped back into this try at blogging. I don’t think I have quite gotta handle on what I am trying to say yet. I am not even sure why I feel the need to throw this out into the ether. If you are along for the ride, bear with me and mind the bumps.
I started a post the other day and haven’t finished it to my satisfaction, so this isn’t it, but in that meandering try at prose I mentioned a book I grew up with here in Texas. Since this is the day of the internet and Google, I did a search for the title I remembered. Found it almost immediately at Biblio.com, someone had it for sale…short story long, I ordered it and will be reliving my early years over the next couple of weeks reading “Texas Sketchbook, A Collection of Historical Stories From The Humble Way”.
Just to keep with the idea behind the title of this Blog, here’s a bit about Boone, NC I came across today:
‘Boone, the most elevated county seat east of the Rocky mountains, is 3,222 feet above the sea. Its population numbers 200, and lives along a street rising
and falling with the hills. No majestic mountains rise around it, consequently there is less of the attractive that distinguish most mountain county seats. Near the stream which flows on one side of the town, Daniel Boone, the famous hunter, is said to have camped while on a hunting tour. It is from this camping tradition that the village took its name.’ (1883, Zeigler, p. 267)
‘When we had ridden into its single street, which wanders over gentle hills, and landed at the most promising of the taverns, the Friend informed his comrade that Boone was 3,250 feet above Albemarle Sound, and believed by its inhabitants to be the highest village east of the Rocky Mountains. The Professor said that it might be so, but it was a God-forsaken place. Its inhabitants numbered perhaps 250, a few of them colored. It had a gaunt, shaky courthouse and jail, a store or two, and two taverns. The two taverns are needed to accommodate the judges and lawyers and their clients during the session of the court. The court is the only excitement, the only amusement…(continued to p.39)’ (1889, Warner, Charles D. p. 36)
The site isn’t all up but there is some great historical references…Western North Carolina Heritage. Go have some fun with history.