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You’re a Grand Ole Flag

By George M. Cohan

You’re a grand old flag
You’re a high-flying flag
And forever in peace may you wave
You’re the emblem of
The land I love
The home of the free and the brave
Ev’ry heart beats true
Under red, white and blue
Where there’s never a boast or brag
But should old acquaintance be forgot
Keep your eye on the grand old flag

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Rabbits and hares—never the twain shall meet.

Rabbit hunters in the USA are hare hunters. They are 2 different creatures.

Hares have 48 chromosomes—rabbits have 44.

Hares live in the Old and New World—rabbits are Old World.

Hares live in above ground nests, seldom in groups—rabbits live in burrows or warrens, in groups.

Hares are bigger and faster—some rabbits are domesticated.

If this is clear, let me confuse you—jackrabbits are native to the New World and are actually hares. Some hares are really rabbits—simply count chromosomes.

Just to clarify—rabbits were once called coneys—the words for hares, rabbits, bunnies, and coneys have an unknown origin—maybe that’s why they are confused with each other.

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Traveling down the Ohio River in the 19th century—shantyboats/flatboats. Just a log raft with a shanty, but they were common back then. No dining rooms or night travel. Good ole days?

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Belmont Stakes: June 11

Here are my picks—but what do I know?

WIN—Mo Donegal—I have to go with trainer Todd Pletcher

PLACE—Rich Strike—Derby Winner, not convinced he can go a mile and half

SHOW—Nest—Another Todd Pletcher horse, but a filly in a long race

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Out of the ashes: The Karankawa dwelt on the Texas coast. Hunted by early Texans, they were declared extinct about 1860, so the story goes. In reality, they hid among Mexican-Americans until recent years. The Karankawa were a confederacy of tribes—one group made their presence public—the Karankawa Kadla—the implication is that other groups in Texas exist. They are not related to area Indians—2 theories: 1) they are very old settlers who may predate other Indians. 2) They are related to the Carib Indians of South America who settled some of the Caribbean (the Karankawa used extremely long bows reminiscent of South America).

M’tchawa” (How are you?)

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Serendipity: Bob Wills “King of Western Swing” took punches and got stronger. Early in his career he was with a country group Lightcrust Doughboys that played on radio—when the flour company dropped them, Bob formed the Texas Playboys and added blues and jazz to play at dances. He hired an announced who was a skilled trumpeter. Thinking Bob hired him for the band, he rehearsed with them. Bob found out and loved it, adding more horns until they could play Big Band music.

WW2 came and Bob and most of his band joined the army. In 1943, he received a medical discharge, and formed a new band, but with few horns, adding electric guitars, the band most people remember. He influenced early rock and roll stars like Chuck Berry and Fats Domino. Though time took a toll on him, one of my favorite Bob Wills songs was “Lily Dale,” released in 1956 as a B-side single, one of his last singles I believe. (1905-1975)


/Western swing pioneers The Light Crust Doughboys, featuring (l to r): Milton Brown, Durwood Brown, Truett Kinzey, Bob Wills, and Herman Arnspiger, 1931. Credit: Crossroads of Music Archive and Southwest Collection, Texas Tech University

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Henderson Kentucky is an Ohio River town with a rich musical heritage; space permits mention of 2 people.

W. C Handy “Father of the Blues” (1873-1958) married a Henderson lady and lived here in the 1890s. He was a composer and band leader, most famous for the “St. Louis Blues.”

Grandpa Jones (1913-1998) was born on a farm near Henderson. Though best known as a Hee-haw comedian, he was an accomplished musician and songwriter, his most famous song, “Eight More Miles to Louisville.” I saw him in person at his 75th Show business anniversary in Louisville.

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Salute

D-Day: June 6, 1944 about 150,000 Allied troops stormed the Normandy beaches. Thousands died, men whose bravery astounds me. This includes soldiers from the USA, Canada, Great Britain, France and a half dozen more nations. Say a prayer for them. I will never forget them.

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Scuffletown Cherokee

About 1800, Jonathan Thomas Scott aka Scott Fox, 3rd son of Cornstalk, Shawnee chief, married Mary Polly Cooper, a Cherokee. They opened a tavern on the Ohio River just up from the mouth of the Green River, Henderson County, Kentucky. A Cherokee village was there—the Cherokee played stickball (lacrosse), the whites thought they were scuffling, hence the name.

About 1870, James Martin led a party of Cherokee from Fort Smith, Arkansas to Scuffletown, where they had kinsmen. Scuffletown Cherokee are trying to get federal recognition, they go by the name Kentucky Southern Cherokee.

After the 1937 flood, Scuffletown was abandoned. It is now Scuffletown Bottoms, a wildlife refuge.

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June with the Yuchi:

June—Blackberry-ripe month—shpa shOnA Zafa—shpah shohnay zayfah

Blackberries good they-taste—shpa gOthl@ z@^–shpah gohthlan zan

I love blackberries and used to grow them—even made my own cobblers.

AkAlA—thanks–aykaylay

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