Hundreds of birds die in western Ky.

Hundreds of birds die in western Ky.

There are 81784 comments on the The Cincinnati Enquirer story from Jan 5, 2011, titled Hundreds of birds die in western Ky.. In it, The Cincinnati Enquirer reports that:

MURRAY, Ky. - State wildlife officials say "several hundred" dead birds were found near the Murray State University campus last week.

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Mississippi Man

Olive Branch, MS

#94924 Dec 17, 2013
When I first started visiting/vacationing down here I was in my very early twenties and ....vulnerable, shall we say? With the large family and friends that I'd met, we'd all sit around inside with (then) only kerosene lamps or outside around a fire and pretty soon the tales of the night would start. The older ones would tell stories of (haints) that rolled apples down the attic stairway at night, or of the ghost of the woman who was stabbed at the foot of the stairs and left a huge blood stain on the wooden floor (I saw a.......stain) or of the horrific ghostly white thing that jumped the wire fence as they were walking home late one night and then of a cow that they absolutely could not keep penned up in the lot at night when they found no way for it to be getting out! Well, I was younger then and I suppose they all noticed my yankee-kid, saucer-sized eyeballs and just kept on building up the tales. But how I did enjoy that simpler way of life and wish those folks were still here. At times,.........I "feel" they are!

“Nothing is as it appears to be”

Since: Dec 13

My Happy Place

#94925 Dec 17, 2013
Anne wrote:
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I ventured onto this post a few months ago and have really enjoyed visiting with everyone. We're all very different and are from many walks of life. You are certainly right in that Ancient Wolf keeps us anchored and is always a great example in how to handle trolls. Right now there seems to be a troll posting under my topix name so if anything offensive is said , please don't think it's me. I may tease someone a little but I don't ever intend to offend . There is no way I could ever read all 80,000 posts, Wow!, so I have no idea as to how many posters have come and gone over the years.
Feel free to stop by and join in! Have a wonderful evening!!
Thank you, Anne, for your warm welcome. I think I will venture by on occasion if you all don't mind. This is by far the nicest thread on topix.
ihn

Princeton, KY

#94926 Dec 17, 2013
Gin

“Nothing is as it appears to be”

Since: Dec 13

My Happy Place

#94927 Dec 17, 2013
Mississippi Man wrote:
When I first started visiting/vacationing down here I was in my very early twenties and ....vulnerable, shall we say? With the large family and friends that I'd met, we'd all sit around inside with (then) only kerosene lamps or outside around a fire and pretty soon the tales of the night would start. The older ones would tell stories of (haints) that rolled apples down the attic stairway at night, or of the ghost of the woman who was stabbed at the foot of the stairs and left a huge blood stain on the wooden floor (I saw a.......stain) or of the horrific ghostly white thing that jumped the wire fence as they were walking home late one night and then of a cow that they absolutely could not keep penned up in the lot at night when they found no way for it to be getting out! Well, I was younger then and I suppose they all noticed my yankee-kid, saucer-sized eyeballs and just kept on building up the tales. But how I did enjoy that simpler way of life and wish those folks were still here. At times,.........I "feel" they are!
I enjoyed your post, MM. I grew up with similar stories to the ones you spoke of. The haint tales were as much a part of our lives as eating beans and cornbread. I once asked my mother why no one ever saw ghosts like they did in her day. She said,'Honey, it's because people got too mean." The thought of that has always made me laugh.
Ancient Wolf

Lexington, KY

#94928 Dec 18, 2013
Dual Reality wrote:
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I enjoyed your post, MM. I grew up with similar stories to the ones you spoke of. The haint tales were as much a part of our lives as eating beans and cornbread. I once asked my mother why no one ever saw ghosts like they did in her day. She said,'Honey, it's because people got too mean." The thought of that has always made me laugh.
If you go to Savannah Georgia, many of the doors on houses are painted a light blue because it is thought that ghosts won't cross water and the ghosts think the door is a body of water. Savannah claims to be the most haunted city in the country and they even have lantern light walking tours at night to the areas supposedly occupied by the "haints" including the cemetary crypts where Sherman's troops supposedly threw out some of the decayed bodies so they could get in out of the cold. There is even one driving tour where you can ride around in about a 1960ish hearse. A most interesting city including where the Pirates traveling from Jamacia, stopped over at the seaport. The waterfront streets are made of cobblestones that were brought from England to be used as ballist aboard the empty sailing ships and then left and replaced with cotton going back. A good time to visit is over Saint Patrick's Day, it is a really big Irish town that throws one baudacious party that would almost compete with New Orleans "Mardi Gras" and who also claims to be the most haunted city..

Except as a child, I worry more about the living than about the dead. I do recall the wide-eyed campfire tale of "Who's Got My Big Toe"? LOL... I am on the first step, now the 2nd step, now I am at your door, now I am at your bed...NOW I GOTCHA.. he he he
Ancient Wolf

Lexington, KY

#94929 Dec 18, 2013
Before the proofreaders catch it, I know that Jamaica is not spelled Jamacia. LOL Some interesting reading regarding Pirates (Savannah brings that to mind) is about Bartholemew Roberts (better known as Black Bart) and Anne Bonny, one of the most famous women pirates.

“Nothing is as it appears to be”

Since: Dec 13

My Happy Place

#94932 Dec 18, 2013
Ancient Wolf wrote:
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If you go to Savannah Georgia, many of the doors on houses are painted a light blue because it is thought that ghosts won't cross water and the ghosts think the door is a body of water. Savannah claims to be the most haunted city in the country and they even have lantern light walking tours at night to the areas supposedly occupied by the "haints" including the cemetary crypts where Sherman's troops supposedly threw out some of the decayed bodies so they could get in out of the cold. There is even one driving tour where you can ride around in about a 1960ish hearse. A most interesting city including where the Pirates traveling from Jamacia, stopped over at the seaport. The waterfront streets are made of cobblestones that were brought from England to be used as ballist aboard the empty sailing ships and then left and replaced with cotton going back. A good time to visit is over Saint Patrick's Day, it is a really big Irish town that throws one baudacious party that would almost compete with New Orleans "Mardi Gras" and who also claims to be the most haunted city..
Except as a child, I worry more about the living than about the dead. I do recall the wide-eyed campfire tale of "Who's Got My Big Toe"? LOL... I am on the first step, now the 2nd step, now I am at your door, now I am at your bed...NOW I GOTCHA.. he he he
Who knew ghosts could be so easily fooled?! LOL I have never been to Savannah, it sounds like a fascinating place. I don't seek out ghost tours as such, but I do enjoy visiting and reading about historical places. I also enjoy places with cobblestone streets. They are so beautiful and quaint.
An interesting thing about those ballasts. They have helped map out sea travel due to their unique designs and identifying markings. I learned that on either History or Discovery.

I did one of those online surveys to see where I would be most suited to live according to my personality type. I was surprised the results were Georgia. I may have to pay them a visit and find out for myself.:-)

I remember the Big Toe tale exactly as you described it. Isn't that funny? I would be afraid to let my feet dangle off the bed at night. LOL Those are some happy memories though. Growing up in a large family, there was always lots of pranks and teasing going on in between (or during) chores - just so long as we didn't take it too far or get caught at it. LOL With those good Scotch-Irish roots, we couldn't help but have fun! It was in us and had to come out - still does.:-)
Thanks for giving me a some good warm memories and laughter on this cold, winter day, AW. Stay warm and have a wonderful day!
Ancient Wolf

Lexington, KY

#94933 Dec 18, 2013
@Dual Reality.. I am also Scotch-Irish blended with Cherokee. I have traced my ancestors back to 1711 and found that the oldest I can trace came to Virginia from Ireland and died in 1743 at the age of 32 even prior to the American Revolution. My folks had 5 children living in a house with 4 rooms and a path. It now has 6 rooms and a bath and after being gone nearly 50 years, I bought it back. The path now goes to the chicken house instead of the outhouse. LOL

As for Savannah, nearby is the museum for "The Mighty Eighth Air Force" of WW2 which was originated from the Georgia National Guard. The actor, Jimmy Stewart was a pilot with the Mighty 8th.

Sherman did not destroy Savannah on his march to the sea and sent A. Lincoln a telegram that he gave him Savannah as an 1865 Christmas present. His troops camped out and rested for 6 weeks in the cemetary that I referenced and their horses knocked over some stones and were not necessarily put back in the correct place. BTW if you look at a picture of William Tecumseh Sherman, I am torn between whether he resembles a younger Clint Eastwood or Merle Haggard.
Anne

Paris, TN

#94934 Dec 18, 2013
Dual Reality wrote:
<quoted text>
I enjoyed your post, MM. I grew up with similar stories to the ones you spoke of. The haint tales were as much a part of our lives as eating beans and cornbread. I once asked my mother why no one ever saw ghosts like they did in her day. She said,'Honey, it's because people got too mean." The thought of that has always made me laugh.
As a kid my older cousin told us some of the same stories. One about a golden arm?? And something about the heartbeat under the floor. I can't seem to remember details though. Outside my bedroom windows were hundreds of acres of state woods and the wildlife was quite noisy at night. Hoots, screams and yipping. It could be quite unnerving. Especially the screams!

“Nothing is as it appears to be”

Since: Dec 13

My Happy Place

#94935 Dec 18, 2013
Ancient Wolf wrote:
@Dual Reality.. I am also Scotch-Irish blended with Cherokee. I have traced my ancestors back to 1711 and found that the oldest I can trace came to Virginia from Ireland and died in 1743 at the age of 32 even prior to the American Revolution. My folks had 5 children living in a house with 4 rooms and a path. It now has 6 rooms and a bath and after being gone nearly 50 years, I bought it back. The path now goes to the chicken house instead of the outhouse. LOL
As for Savannah, nearby is the museum for "The Mighty Eighth Air Force" of WW2 which was originated from the Georgia National Guard. The actor, Jimmy Stewart was a pilot with the Mighty 8th.
Sherman did not destroy Savannah on his march to the sea and sent A. Lincoln a telegram that he gave him Savannah as an 1865 Christmas present. His troops camped out and rested for 6 weeks in the cemetary that I referenced and their horses knocked over some stones and were not necessarily put back in the correct place. BTW if you look at a picture of William Tecumseh Sherman, I am torn between whether he resembles a younger Clint Eastwood or Merle Haggard.
Ancient Wolf wrote:
@Dual Reality.. I am also Scotch-Irish blended with Cherokee. I have traced my ancestors back to 1711 and found that the oldest I can trace came to Virginia from Ireland and died in 1743 at the age of 32 even prior to the American Revolution. My folks had 5 children living in a house with 4 rooms and a path. It now has 6 rooms and a bath and after being gone nearly 50 years, I bought it back. The path now goes to the chicken house instead of the outhouse. LOL
As for Savannah, nearby is the museum for "The Mighty Eighth Air Force" of WW2 which was originated from the Georgia National Guard. The actor, Jimmy Stewart was a pilot with the Mighty 8th.
Sherman did not destroy Savannah on his march to the sea and sent A. Lincoln a telegram that he gave him Savannah as an 1865 Christmas present. His troops camped out and rested for 6 weeks in the cemetary that I referenced and their horses knocked over some stones and were not necessarily put back in the correct place. BTW if you look at a picture of William Tecumseh Sherman, I am torn between whether he resembles a younger Clint Eastwood or Merle Haggard.
How interesting, Ancient Wolf, we could be kin.:-) I can trace the Irish side of my family back to 1590 Ireland. The other side was always said to be Cherokee, but I have no proof of that. I spent years searching to find the ancestors on the supposed Indian side but came up empty handed. It has always seemed strange to me that I could trace the Irish side back over 400 years to Ireland and Scotland, but I can't find the other side right here where I live. But the evidence can be seen in my family with the high cheekbones, dark eyes, etc.. And I don't think I need evidence to prove who I am. I have always somehow known. If it counts for anything, I feel more at home out in the middle of the woods somewhere than I could ever be in a city.

I think it's wonderful that you live in your family home and I'm sure you don't mind that the little path no longer leads to the outhouse. LOL My family home has been gone for many years now. It only exists now in memory, but that's ok, the home wouldn't bring any of the folks back who are gone.

That's a fascinating bit of Savannah history you gave me. I enjoyed it very much. Thank you. I searched and found a picture of Sherman and I immediately cracked up laughing. You are so right! If Clint Eastwood and Merle Haggard had a son, that's exactly what he would look like. LOL!

“Nothing is as it appears to be”

Since: Dec 13

My Happy Place

#94936 Dec 18, 2013
Anne wrote:
<quoted text>
As a kid my older cousin told us some of the same stories. One about a golden arm?? And something about the heartbeat under the floor. I can't seem to remember details though. Outside my bedroom windows were hundreds of acres of state woods and the wildlife was quite noisy at night. Hoots, screams and yipping. It could be quite unnerving. Especially the screams!
I remember those stories, Anne. The heartbeat under the floor came from Edgar Allan Poe's, short story, The Tell Tale Heart. I was a big Poe fan when I was growing up. I read everything he wrote. The golden arm story must be eons old. I know Mark Twain used that one, but it was around long before. Both stories sure were scary though when I was a child. Of course older brothers were real pros at frightening us younger ones. LOL The screams you mentioned hearing at night were probably screech owls. They can make your hair stand on end for sure. It must have been particularly unnerving to hear such a sound when you were a child.
Mississippi Man

Olive Branch, MS

#94937 Dec 18, 2013
Anne wrote:
<quoted text>..... Especially the screams!
OOooohh yeahhhhhh! Gotta tell this one...the scream. Well, as a very young boy we were all having somewhat of a family get-together in the back yard out in the central Illinois country. Keep in mind that about a 1/2 mile to the west of our house there was a graveyard known as Mitchell Cemetery, still is. About three hundred yards beyond the graveyard was a very tall, vacant, weathered, broken windowed, two-story house.(I'll tell that true tale next Halloween!). Now, we were all sit'n around outside in the evening and the sun was going down over the trees in the woods. All of a sudden "we all" heard this horrifying, hideous, dreadful screaming of a woman......and the older folks looked boldly at each other. Dad got up, hurried to the house and come out with his shotgun telling us kids to all stay put. Several men went off to the woods but came back with nothing. Of course, now I'm satisfied that it must have been a screech owl but it was all so well true and portrayed in a young 'uns mind. But come to think of it,...it wasn't only the kids that were rattled..........did they not find anything.......at all..?
Mississippi Man

Olive Branch, MS

#94938 Dec 18, 2013
@ Dual..........hey, welcome to our little society. Now I'm not the new kid on the block anymore. Very glad to have you ......and just do as I do. Just write down about anything (?....well,...) that comes to your mind. It seems to keep us all steered away from the.....unforgiven. I've thought at times if the others are wondering....."where's that yo-yo come'n from?"

@ Wolf.......not correcting you or nothing but not so long ago late into the night I happen-chance across a story about a pirate named, I think, Black Beard. You said Black Bart.....and there was one of them "Black Bart's" too, out in the mountains of California that used to hold-up and rob stage coaches on foot and leave a short, original poem at each spot. Maybe there was a pirate of each. Anyhow, this "Beard" did rule the seas and had the politicians of the Carolina's and Georgia in his pocket...$$$$! However, he only ruled for two years when the Queen of England put a bounty on his head. His sailors came at him secretly one at a time but soon one whacked off his head. Now whether or not he got the reward..........
Misty eyed

Louisa, KY

#94939 Dec 18, 2013
Mississippi Man wrote:
<quoted text>
OOooohh yeahhhhhh! Gotta tell this one...the scream. Well, as a very young boy we were all having somewhat of a family get-together in the back yard out in the central Illinois country. Keep in mind that about a 1/2 mile to the west of our house there was a graveyard known as Mitchell Cemetery, still is. About three hundred yards beyond the graveyard was a very tall, vacant, weathered, broken windowed, two-story house.(I'll tell that true tale next Halloween!). Now, we were all sit'n around outside in the evening and the sun was going down over the trees in the woods. All of a sudden "we all" heard this horrifying, hideous, dreadful screaming of a woman......and the older folks looked boldly at each other. Dad got up, hurried to the house and come out with his shotgun telling us kids to all stay put. Several men went off to the woods but came back with nothing. Of course, now I'm satisfied that it must have been a screech owl but it was all so well true and portrayed in a young 'uns mind. But come to think of it,...it wasn't only the kids that were rattled..........did they not find anything.......at all..?
Tales of the banshee. Sure, heard of those. The night might Irish/ Cherokee great grandma passed screeching could be heard through the hills. Loud and wailing. Old Irish/ Scotch tale...
Misty eyed

Louisa, KY

#94940 Dec 18, 2013
So far, we have traced are roots to the Ulster Scots. Poor record keeping methinks. The Irish settled in North Carolina. They moved into an area called Cherokee and Gladys,Ky. History is most certainly interesting. The music as well. Gramps used to play " Pretty Polly" on his banjo. Boy, some fine picking and singin'. They worked hard as well. Gardening and plowing for miles using those mules.
Anne

Paris, TN

#94941 Dec 18, 2013
Dual Reality& AW, I would love to take time and do family research. My sister has done some research and found where one great-great came from Germany but that's about the sum of our knowledge. Then i also know another came from Ireland. So I guess we could be potato famine refugees like so many are. Where did you guys have the most success in finding information? I've wondered about all the information the Mormans have in Salt Lake but haven't taken the time to check it out. Then too it may all be at the tips of my fingers online, well, I'm sure it is.. Lol, but any suggestions would be appreciated .
Anne

Paris, TN

#94942 Dec 18, 2013
Hello. Misty! Seems like I'm the only one not in tune with my ancestors :-(
My grandfathers mother passed when he was a very young 7(?) with 3 younger siblings and several older brothers. The two least ones past the next winter simply because the dad just couldn't care for them properly. So sad. I really don't remember any of grandpas family ever being mentioned except for a sister. It's like the family fell apart/exploded without a mother.

Mississippi Man: you've got that right! The topics range all over the place! Just toss out a subject and its surprising how it can take off in about any direction. I've enjoyed reading and learning about things I never dreamed of searching out on my own.

“Nothing is as it appears to be”

Since: Dec 13

My Happy Place

#94943 Dec 18, 2013
Mississippi Man wrote:
@ Dual..........hey, welcome to our little society. Now I'm not the new kid on the block anymore. Very glad to have you ......and just do as I do. Just write down about anything (?....well,...) that comes to your mind. It seems to keep us all steered away from the.....unforgiven. I've thought at times if the others are wondering....."where's that yo-yo come'n from?"??
Thanks for the warm welcome, Mississippi Man. I am enjoying the conversation here. It feels like a touch of home.

“Nothing is as it appears to be”

Since: Dec 13

My Happy Place

#94944 Dec 18, 2013
Anne wrote:
Dual Reality& AW, I would love to take time and do family research. My sister has done some research and found where one great-great came from Germany but that's about the sum of our knowledge. Then i also know another came from Ireland. So I guess we could be potato famine refugees like so many are. Where did you guys have the most success in finding information? I've wondered about all the information the Mormans have in Salt Lake but haven't taken the time to check it out. Then too it may all be at the tips of my fingers online, well, I'm sure it is.. Lol, but any suggestions would be appreciated .
Anne, my research has been off and on through the years. I started out spending hours in libraries looking at old census records on micro film. At times I traveled to places where I knew my ancestors lived and searched through whatever local archives were available. I would sometimes find information such as deeds and other legal documents in court houses, old newspaper clippings in libraries and the local historical societies. I visited lots of cemeteries, too. It was like treasure hunting and I had a lot of fun doing it. I might search for a long time and find nothing, but when I found one nugget of information it would keep me going again for a long time. As soon as I got my first computer I immediately subscribed to Ancestry.com and that opened up a whole other world of records. I will warn you, it can be very addicting, but at least it's an addiction that isn't harmful to your health.:-)
Anne

Paris, TN

#94945 Dec 19, 2013
Dual Reality wrote:
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Anne, my research has been off and on through the years. I started out spending hours in libraries looking at old census records on micro film. At times I traveled to places where I knew my ancestors lived and searched through whatever local archives were available. I would sometimes find information such as deeds and other legal documents in court houses, old newspaper clippings in libraries and the local historical societies. I visited lots of cemeteries, too. It was like treasure hunting and I had a lot of fun doing it. I might search for a long time and find nothing, but when I found one nugget of information it would keep me going again for a long time. As soon as I got my first computer I immediately subscribed to Ancestry.com and that opened up a whole other world of records. I will warn you, it can be very addicting, but at least it's an addiction that isn't harmful to your health.:-)
The ancestry.com . Is the app I put on my iPhone and i do love my iPhone but the acreen is simply too small for that type of research. Yesterday I "reclaimed " my laptop (grandson had taken ir over) and had it cleaned up so the possibilities are there. I had piddled with this on a small scale and know a little but Maybe after the holidays I can start on this. And yes, I've heard it's addicting. Lol

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