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DAY TRIP: Going to Anymore, Kentucky

By Linda Waggener

Right now I can't be bothered, I've got to go back to the town of Anymore, the delightful place I first visited with my Grandmother Addie Turner Leftwich. From her vantage point at 80-something, she frequented the town of Anymore, usually with a deep sigh.

Anymore, you can't get a durn thing done. Anymore, you simply can not find help.

It was of a Thursday at lunch where the Watson girls bake and cook that I last visited Anymore.

Mr. Avalee Huddleston at the next table over remembered with the Watson boys, Steve and Mike, "Anymore they don't, but back then people knew how to work..."



He recalled his "Aunt Mamie Hadley walking up those Sand Lick hills (in the Melson Ridge community) with a basket in the crook of one arm and chickens under the other - a tall, strong woman who knew hard work."

He said, "Why, Anymore you can't get people to hit a lick - but people worked back then".

He remembered being sent to stay with his Aunt Mamie when he was 6 or 8 and all her boys had been sent to war. He said he'd never met anyone stronger than that woman. How'd she stand the weight of those heavy baskets in the crook of her elbow, that would have had to hurt, he said.

One of the things he learned while working by her side was harvesting Ginseng. He offered to take us hunting - the woods in those parts are soon going to be ready for gathering that profitable, healing root.

"We'll just walk up and down the sides of those Sand Lick hills," he said, "and spot the Sang -- and then look all around it for Rattle Snakes."

He waved his arms wide indicating the area that should be carefully scanned before reaching down to touch the plant.

There were no takers for the Sang hunt among the crowd at lunch this day. After all we were sitting in Anymore, Kentucky where not a one of us knew how to hit a lick.

He recalled that hard work in Anymore, Kentucky included delivering mail on horseback.

Steve remembered their Uncle Roy Bunch delivered mail on his horse from Glens Fork to Melson Ridge to Crocus in Adair County, and to Bryan in Russell County -- no matter the weather.

"That's right," Mr. Huddleston agreed, "he'd even deliver chickens on horseback, "reins in one hand and the box of chicks held against his side by the other, you turned nothing down. You knew how to work."

Once it was so cold Uncle Roy's boots froze to the saddle stirrups.

Watson said one of their family's winter memories was when it was so cold Uncle Roy had to ask Aunt Ella to bring a pot of coffee out and pour it over his boots to get them loose from the iced stirrups before he could get off and go in the house.

Where is Anymore, Kentucky? Wherever you are sitting right now, it's right around there.


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DAY TRIP: Anymore, Kentucky - it's right nearby



2022-03-16 - Columbia, KY - Photo by Linda Waggener, ColumbiaMagazine.com.
The subject on the table was remembering when work was work and how anymore people don't really know what it is. Steve Watson said one of their family's winter memories was when it was so cold as Uncle Roy delivered his mail over the ridges on horseback, he had to ask Aunt Ella to bring a pot of coffee out and pour it over his boots to get them loose from the iced stirrups before he could get off and go in the house.

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