Comments on: Golden Ash: If you blink, you’ll miss it

By: lonnie r. burkhart jr

lonnie r. burkhart jr — Thu, 22 Jul 2010 19:06:53 +0000

Well I was suprised to see this information on Goldenash here in Harlan.
I was raised up as a child in Goldenash for about the first 13 years of my life. There were many families living there during those years. There was a church, an old school ,and several rowes of houses and lots of childern
living there. The river was just about as full of fish as you could imagine.
The first house we lived in was a 3 room,and I can still remember mom and dad putting news paper soaked in something on the inside walls to help keep it warm for winter.we had a grate in each room for heat in the winter. We later moved in one of the houses that still stands there now.It
has an old truck bed out in the yard even to this day that my dad brought home from work to make me a play house. What good times.
Goldenash holds some fond memories for me,and a place I always wanted to move back to when I got ready to settle down.
I remember when the water would freeze up in the winter my mother would send me down the rail road to kitts to get her a bucket of water ,but usally I would have spilt most of it by the time I got home and she would send me back for another.
We moved to Goldenash around 1952 and moved from there in the mid 60′s.
lonnie

By: emilyneiman

emilyneiman — Thu, 03 Sep 2009 02:54:16 +0000

Indeed, and as I had not realized

By: AlexAxe

AlexAxe — Wed, 02 Sep 2009 05:52:03 +0000

Hi there,
Amazing! Not clear for me, how offen you updating your http://www.projectdateline.com.
AlexAxe

By: Pamella Fee

Pamella Fee — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 04:39:06 +0000

Its close to my heart,was raised there,My Mother and Father and 8-kids.Miss the place.When I was small seemed like a big place.Went back a few years ago
and like you say can miss it if you don’t watch close and fast. I remember the lightning bugs we had a lot of fun catching them. Takes me back to the good old days.

By: JR FAGG

JR FAGG — Sat, 21 Mar 2009 03:29:19 +0000

My grandfather was one of the last miners to leave the Cloverfork mines in June of 1958. I was born in a house in Golden Ash. I remember a big rock in the front yard were my cousins and I play as childern. We made a trip back to Harlan in 1960 and visited with Jack Whitfield. He gave my grandfather a set of whiskey tumblers. Strange the things you remember.