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The Pope Lick Monster is a half-man, half-goat creature reputed to haunt the high railroad trestle that spans Pope Lick Creek near Fisherville, Kentucky, 15 or so miles from Louisville. (note: many people have died on the trestle, including May 26, 2019) There are reports going back to before World War Two about this monster, which was before Bigfoot sightings were recorded for this area.

In recent years, the Kentucky Bigfoot Research Association has numerous reports of bigfoot in the Fisherville area. Some people describe a Bigfoot with mange—possibly leading to early sightings referring to it as the Pope Lick Monster. All the deaths attributed to the Pope Lick Monster are a result of being on a railroad track with a train coming. The most serious confrontation with the Pope Lick Monster has been throwing stones at Boy Scouts. No local reports of Bigfoot concern violence.

Truth or fiction? I wouldn’t bet on either. You can bet on me writing about it.

http://www.kentuckybigfoot.com/new.htm

 

This is not part of the program but is from 1945 Baltimore. Librarians, notice how this draws kids of all colors. Why can’t we do this in 2019?

My story is Beware the Blue Lady, part of a Bookriders anthology.

Eleanor Roosevelt is talking with a Bookrider at West Liberty High School 05/24/1937. 1934-1943 WPA project to distribute books in eastern Kentucky on horseback.
My story is Beware the Blue Lady, part of a Bookriders anthology.

The Lone Bookrider!

This Bookrider is near Booneville, Owsley County in 1936. 1934-1943 WPA project to distribute books in eastern Kentucky on horseback.

My story is Beware the Blue Lady, part of a Bookriders anthology.

This lady is making a scrapbook of news items for distribution by Bookriders. 1934-1943 WPA project to distribute books (and scrapbooks) in eastern Kentucky on horseback.
My story is Beware the Blue Lady, part of a Bookriders anthology.

BURP!

Today is National Doughnut Day! When I was a baby (way back when), my parents owned a Krispy Kreme Doughnut Shop on the town square of Charlestown, Indiana (they were called Southern Kreme Doughnuts back then). I had a very prestigious position. I was the chief doughnut taster and tester. Alas and alack, a fire forced them into bankruptcy.

Krispy Kreme has Louisville, Kentucky origins, but that is another story. Excuse me while I celebrate with more doughnuts. BURP!

On June 6th, 1944 American, British, Canadian, French and other nations’ troops stormed the beaches of Normandy and attacked Nazi fortifications. Thousands died or were wounded. I don’t have the records, but I expect that by war’s end, most of these men and women would be dead or wounded. I didn’t realize it until this year, but not only did the solders wade the beaches, but a substantial percentage parachuted onto the beaches.

The Louisville Courier-Journal says that 450,000 American World War 2 vets are still alive. Many of them were in D-Day. Let us salute their bravery and sacrifice while they yet live.

 

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