The Old Kentucky Home, Part 1

Rick and I have just returned from a trip to Kentucky and Indiana to attend a family reunion and explore a bit of family history.  Rick’s dad Russell, one of my favorite people, was born in a tiny little place in Kentucky and he moved with his family to a small town in Indiana when he was a teen.  All of Russell’s children and most of his grandchildren were able to make the trip with him to re-visit the places of his youth.  We flew from Washington, California and Texas and met up at the Louisville airport.  Our first event was a family reunion in Scottsburg, Indiana where many members of his family still live.  As you can see, no one went hungry.


Rick’s cousin Linda was the coordinator of the reunion for people from five different states and all ages.  She did a wonderful job of handling all the details.  It was great to visit and catch up with family we don’t get to see very often; in some cases it had been many years.  Here are Rodger (Russell’s youngest brother) and nephew Nick.

It was a nice opportunity for our children to meet some members of the family they had not had a chance to meet before.  We got to meet some new members of the family too.  Here are cousin Missy and her grandson – I am sorry to say I don’t remember this little cutie’s name.

Russell was able to spend some time with his only sister Lucille; as well as visit with many of his cousins and nieces and nephews.  Part of the extended family live in Ohio and they drove to Scottsburg for the reunion.

Brother-in-law Daryl and cousin-in-law Darrell with Rick.  Those three just look like they are up to something don’t they?

After the reunion we went to the town square – I think every town should be required to have a square – where the war memorial is.  Alex and Russell looked at the etchings on the granite blocks dedicated to those who served.


Russell and his brother Rodger both served in the military in the Air Force; Russell during the Korean War and Rodger during the Vietnam War.  Both of their names are listed as having served on the town’s memorial.

The next day we were ready to continue our trip in Kentucky.  While we were gathering in the hotel lobby and checking out, something had everyone’s attention.  Must be a very important issue to command such rapt concentration, right?

Not.  Can you believe they are all watching NASCAR – how sad is that?

Next stop was a wonderful restaurant in Louisville where we sat on the deck overlooking the Ohio River and had lunch.  It was a great view of the bridges linking Indiana and Kentucky and the river.  I believe the big thing floating under the bridge is a series of coal barges attached together being pushed by a tug boat – but I really know nothing about boats or barges, so maybe not.

After lunch, we continued on our journey through Lexington, famous for its horse country and beautiful scenery, and rightfully so.  Rolling green hills, miles of board fences (which made me think of whoever had to dig all those fence post holes), huge barns and expensive looking horses.  I believe the horses are thoroughbreds like the kind they race in the Kentucky Derby (we could see Churchill Downs from the airplane), but I really know nothing about horses either, so maybe not.  They were pretty to look at.

 The barns were not red; I thought it was probably a law that barns in the midwest must be painted red, but these were almost all a shade of brown/black, as were many of the fences.

This concludes the first two days of the trip, the next two days will be covered in part 2.

3 comments on “The Old Kentucky Home, Part 1

  1. Bob says:

    Those are some great pictures. It’s great to see Russell back home again, he looks very happy.

  2. tj says:

    Wow. I am glad that you got to take this trip.

  3. ml says:

    Gtrat pictures – I finally got my computer working again(don’t ask) and showed them to Russ – he loved them. lETTER FOLLOWS

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