Thanks Jack, but it's already on my fav's list. Most of the people in that story are related to me. I picked corn by hand behind a team of mules one year on the Murriel and Angel farms when the lake was coming up and George Rayfield coudn't get a combine in there. Andrew Chitwood was my ancestors brother. Pitched camp during many a deer season beside the foundation of the Angel home. My wife and I had a picnic lunch at Murriel Spring three weeks ago. You should lookup the Stalcup family history. The Whitecottons, Penningtons and Hatfields can all trace their line back to a Peter Stalcup in Delaware. Peter was there while it was still under Dutch rule. Their name should have been Anderson I believe. The Stalcup name was started, or so the legend goes, due to his habit of wearing his steel armour. Jack when I was going to high school in Ellington I would have to go home and milk the cows and slop the hogs on a farm less than mile over the hill from the Mays place before I could leave to go to a ballgame. Many times when I was young I would go horse back to Paint Rock and then to Scaggs hollow in the same day.

Jim Morris