Saturday, April 29, 2006

VISITORS


The newly weds, Stephanie and John came in early this monring at Billings Logan Field on Horizon Air. The flight was a few minutes late, but not much. They arrived at about 12:10 a.m. Pete and I met them and after the baggage arrived we came on home. It was a real good feeling to see the Grand Daughter, get a big hug and to meet John Huss. Turns out there is a connection I'd not heard about before - or missed. John grew up in Davenport, IA, and his father-in-law, son David, got his start in life in Davenport. Of course he didn't take his first breath until we had moved to Massachusetts for Seminary.

I was up early to get the batter ready for sour dough waffles for breakfast. After breakfast it was time to take the visitors down to Stephanie's other Grandpa - Grandpa Klein. From there they are to meet with various friends and then drive on over to Western Montana to visit her mother. I don't expect to see them until sometime Sunday afternoon. Annie is coming over to meet the newest family member and to share in getting supper. Pete has a beautiful London Broil which we will barbeque. He also managed to bring a big tub of marinade home from Jake's. Sounds delicious.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Remembrance of things past

April 26, 2006

When I woke up this morning I put on a robe which had been made by my Mother many years ago. It has my initials embroidered on it, and was quite comfortable for a cool morning. I’m to see my Internist later in the morning and did not want to get fully dressed until after a shave and shower. I said something to Pete about the robe and indicated that it had to be pretty old since his grandmother Taylor had made it. A grandmother none of our children ever knew since she died in 1946 and Betty and I were not married until 1949. Our first son, Ken, was born in 1950. An appropriate number of months after our marriage. I remembered that Mother had died in the Spring. A quick check of the genealogy file shows that it was on this day, April 26th, that she died. Sixty years ago today.

An interesting sidelight for those readers who might not know. Clarence and Lulu raised seven kids: one girl and 6 boys. Betty and I raised 7 kids: one girl and 6 boys. We were lucky to have faithful and committed parents, and my kids were lucky to have had their Mother who was the primary caregiver while the old man was busy making a living, and using every opportunity he found to get out of town on some business trip or Church related meeting. Of course, as the children got older and were able to be left on their own I took her with me as much as possible.

Saturday, April 22, 2006

School Days

Watching CBS News Friday night brought back some memories of my own. The story was of a 90 year old English teacher who had been teaching since certification in the same high school from which she graduated. She was now teaching the grandchildren of her former students. And I’m not sure, it may have been some great grandchildren as well. She was still teaching Shakespeare, but the her State office had declared that she should now retire from teaching.

I don’t know how old Miss Alice Freeman was when she retired, but she was the principal of Emmons Elementary school in Huntington, WV when I first started school. She had been in that job as far as I know from before my oldest brother, Norman, started School. He was eleven years older than my twin brother, John and me. The more interesting part is that she was my father’s Second Grade teacher, probably back in 1892 or 1893. I entered elementary school in the fall of 1930. Miss Alice was still Principal at Emmons in the early 1940’s when my Nephew, Clarence Moses, entered that school. Miss Alice retired in the Spring of the year before he was to enter. The story goes that having had the father and seven of his children it was to much to begin with the grandchildren. She was probably in her late 60’s by that time.

Another memory is of my own first day of school. There had been a rainy period and the school sat on ground that was above the street. Actually later in life we used the hill to slide down own our sleds when it was snowy. Anyhow, a group of us found a hill at the back of the school which was muddy and just slick enough to slide down. My memory is not of how muddy I may have gotten, but that Miss Alice found out what was going on and spanked us with a metal can (the kind cookies or candy may have come in), and sent us home to get a change of clothes.

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Shopping

A few weeks ago I had the TV on and was flipping channels when one of those “paid programs” came on with a guy selling something called “MyRotisserie”. It looked fascinating to this newly single male so I watched, got the web address and ordered one of them. They promptly replied to my order and regular checking showed that they did not charge my American Express until they had notified me that it was being shipped. I checked the FedEx number and found that it had arrived in Billings on April 11th. It was finally delivered on the 18th as promised. I confronted the delivery guy and he hotly denied that it had been here in town for a week before delivery. No matter. I finally used the thing tonight. 20 minutes is not long enough to cook sliced (french fry style) potatoes. They were edible, but probably need twice that long. There is a recipe book for meats, vegetables, fish, etc. but none for French Fries. I’ll be frying things now that I seem to have found out what all the parts are for.

I went shopping at Costco and filled up the gas tank against the sons travel to St. Paul this week end for their nieces wedding. I’m hoping that the roads in Eastern Montana are clear by tomorrow afternoon after a pretty heavy spring blizzard. And I am glad that here in Billings we only got a little bit along with a nice moisture rich rain. .93 inches is a lot of rain for one day in these parts. But -- back to Costco. Some paper products, some household needs like laundry soap, and some groceries. The ready-made hamburgers were to much to resist. A dozen of them at about 6 oz each for about $1.25 each. There is a way to cook them in the Rotisserie, but I’ll probably use the George Forman. Pete will probably use a skillet.

Sunday, April 16, 2006

Easter Sunday


The week-end has gone pretty well in spite of the fact that Betty and I would have celebrated our 57 Wedding Anniversary on Friday. Beautiful yellow roses were on the altar at Church today in loving memory of that occasion. Hymns about death and resurrection are not easy to sing these days. I am assured by those who have been through this experience that it becomes easier as time goes by.

Annie and Bill came in yesterday. I took them out to Famous Dave's for supper and she and Pete are currently cooking Easter Dinner. Ham and whatever. We have usually gone out for breakfast or an Easter Buffet, but not this year.

While the roses were beautiful, and can be kept cool and used for at least a couple of more Sundays by our Decorations Chairman. She's an expert at that sort of thing. The other flower news is that the dozen or so tulips which had bloomed at the top of our driveway have been stolen by someone. It wasn't an animal since the plants are still in good shape it is just the bloom which have been neatly cut from the stem. At least Ann's Civic is still out front. There has been a rash of news about stolen Civic's in our part of town this past week.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

Full Moon

Last night as I was taking some trash out I noticed how bright and full the moon looked. When I came in the house I checked and found it would not be truly full until tonight. Then the idea come “of course, dummy. It will be full before Easter." That feast has been designated as being on the first Sunday after the first full moon following the vernal equinox. In the next 18 years Easter will occur any time from March 23d (2008) to April 24th (2013). In both 2009 and 2020 it will happen on my daughter’s birthday - April 12th, which happens also to be the birthdate of my youngest brother. Not until 2022 does Easter fall on the same date it did in 1949 the year Betty and I were married. We were both teachers at the time and got married on Maundy Thursday so we would have a few days off for our honeymoon in Cincinnati, OH. Our 57th Anniverary would have been tomorrow.

And to all a Happy Easter.

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Life Goes On!

Life goes on. Pete was up early this morning to report for his new part-time job with Albertson’s grocery. In addition to evenings waiting tables at Jake's he will be learning to Meat and Deli operations at one of the west end Albertson’s. Ken writes that he is in the process of buying a Condo in Helena. I’ ll see him next week when he comes down to Billings to leave with Pete for St. Paul where they will represent me and the rest of the family at granddaughter Stephanie’s wedding to John Huss. It is likely that Jimmy and his family will also be there. Annie’s Blog (http://bloggersall.blogspot.com/) tells us that while she has tenure with the Lame Deer school district she may very well be offered a job as librarian/English teacher back at Ashland where she started 25 or so years ago. It will be closer home and will involve less treacherous winter driving. Will and Karyn will celebrate their 20th wedding anniversary tomorrow(4/!2) and Willie will be home rather than at the office working on other people’s Income Taxes as he has just started a new job which will give them that privilege and joy. David will soon be a father-in-law for the second time. While Paul and Louise are pretty much in settled jobs life still poses its challenges.

I cleaned out some of the basement again today. It is amazing still to find the kinds of things my dear wife kept against the possibility of maybe using them someday. Since they haven’t been used and they simply remind me of my loss they are out of here. She is still everywhere in this house - she is simply not here for a hug.

The tulips are up and blooming as you can see below where David has added the picture I e-mailed him yesterday. Against the possibility that it might rain I did get some yard work done this morning. Namely spreading some fertilizer so that Pete will have some grass to cut later on. It is still a bit early to have the sprinkler system turned on. It will wait for about another month.

Monday, April 10, 2006

Betty's thoughts

4/10/2006 I found the following thoughts today whie cleaning out the garage and deciding which books could be thrown away. One was a diary which had not entries, but these words were written in Betty’s hand. I had inscribed a date on them as written in June 1957. This would be just after twins were born 3 months prematurly and survived less than 24 hours.


“We give friendship, love, we are helpful; we laugh with others and are happy. But when God’s plan of things enters our life in what to me are the most dramatic ways, how do we feel? Friends & relations rejoice and who is prouder than poppa at the birth of a child? Momma wonders about the miracle in which she has just had the leading role. Those of us who have been privileged to have children know that if we choose we can escape from most of the unpleasantness. Tho’ I wonder if we haven’t really cheated our-selves of the full impact when we choose to escape from God’s plan for this part of our life. But, no matter, how many of us remember heartache, sorrow and loneliness which we experience? We seem to be wrung of all emotions and human feeling. Doubts and fears arise. This is God’s plan also. In there not somewhere in his plan an intangible something He gives us after the miracle has passed? One miracle brings us untold happiness, the other untold sorrow, but both are God’s plan. If we ask him He gives to us as much faith and courage to accept them both gracefully. Not that we are not to sorrow , but not as they who have no hope. Help us not to forget the experiences with a sweet sorrow. Help us to remember those expressions of faith and courage which we expressed. Help us to bear under the words of encouragement that we have planned to say to others. Help us when the miracles of God are most manifest in our lives.”


Can you wonder how I loved her so much? And here she gives me the right to sorrow.

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Anniversaries

Blogging will not be easy this week. Betty and I would have been married 57 years come Friday the 14th. I find that even in singing of heaven in the various hymns of Easter that my tears well up and I'd just as soon not put myself through that. She meant so much to me, as I'm sure she did to many who read this. While I may be convinced that she is at peace with Father God and Brother Jesus I can only pray for the comfort of the Holy Spirit while I come to terms with her absence. It ain't easy.

Friday, April 07, 2006

Musings

I’ve had Rocky Mountain College on my mind recently. For one thing I missed a meeting of the Executive Committee of the Institute for Peace Studies last week. It completely slipped my mind, although we did have a funeral of a long time member of the Church that afternoon. There was plenty of time after that to get to the meeting. The Administrator was not happy since she had to take minutes. I’d best not let that happen again. Then, on Monday of this week I saw in one of the funeral homes listing the name of the woman who was my first assistant in the office when I came to work at RMC in August of 1961. She worked the Admissions Office and was later moved to the Office of the President. She worked for at least 3 of our Presidents before taking retirement. Sylvia was an important part of the life of Rocky for many years. Yesterday the City Administrator of Billings finally announced her choice for Police Chief. It was Rich St. John who is a Rocky Grad, and one whom I have know quite well over the years since his graduation. It then occurred to me that the United States Marshall for Montana, Dwight McKay, is also a Rocky Grad, and one who I had in Psych class and have had occasional contact with since his graduation. Then, today in the entertainment section of the Billings Gazette a current student was highlighted as a country music singer who has been on the stage since she was 10 years old having won some kind of contest in Dickinson, ND. She is going to China this year for some sort of gathering. I am rather proud that I played a part in the education of two of our “finest”, and that Rocky is alive and well at this point in her history. As the words of the Alma Mater say:
“Rocky Mountain we all love you
Alma Mater of the West.”

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Spring Rain


It happened. We did get rain as the TV weather guys announced. As I sat by my front window late afternoon yesterday There were threatening clouds to the south. I’ve often been surprised that such phenomena does not necessarily mean that it is going to rain. It almost always meant rain as I was growing up in West Virginia. This time, it did, and according to the weather channel we got .14 inches yesterday. This will make a total this year of 3.09 for the year in Billings. My relatives in the East and in Texas will not think that is very much, but to the farmers in this area it is a “Godsend”. The best part is that there has been very little wind and the moisture has had a good chance to sink in. We have had a fairly warm spring and as I went to the mail box this morning I noticed that my tulips are now in full bloom. I guess one could say in this case that April showers bring April flowers. The grass is beginning to turn green and there is a brave leaf on one of the lilac limbs which did not get cut off during the big trim in December. I can only hope that the apple tree will hold up blossoming until the danger of frost is past. Last year it was in full bloom when a late frost came along and pretty much did in the apple crop for 2005.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Tech boobie

The Chronicles of Narnia hit the stores today for the first time. I had a couple of gift cards from dear daughter which I’ve been saving against that time. Mid-morning I left the house and went to Hastings to use them. When I got there and looked around, there it was. A sealed package with the goods inside. At that point I realized I had gotten the cards out to look them over to see if there was any penalty since I’d had them since Christmas. None. But they were still on the computer desk at home. A quick drive home and back and I had the goods. When Pete came home his first question was something to effect that you can’t play this on your TV. It’s for a PSP (or something like that). It probably wasn’t even the movie. I had just seen “Narnia” on the rack and assumed it was what I was looking for. So much for my technology IQ! Fortunatly I hadn’t opened the goods so I took it back, the sales lady (girl) asked if she could help and I explained what had happened and that I wanted a CD. The next question was - “Music or movie” and then - “Wide screen or full screen?” I got the full screen and now am waiiting for the spirit to move as to the right time to sit down and watch it. Pete has already seen in at the theater so I don't have to wait for him.

Monday, April 03, 2006

Health Insurance

By mid-February I recognized that my monthly health insurance premium had not been taken from my Medicare allotment, and had not been charged to my credit card. A contact with the home office assured me that I was still insured and that due to the foul ups at the Government level the fee should come out of my March Social Security. Didn't happen! It didn't happen today either. I talked with John Morrison at the Democrat dinner Saturday night and he gave me a number to call if there was further need to straighten things out. I called and then called New West again. This time the gal who anwered me told me that I could change the option of taking things from Social Security to charging it to my American Express. Now I can check that account come mid-month and see that the $328 due has been credited. At any rate I am still insured and have no fear of seeing my Internist come the middle of April.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

Eclipse

Pete commented yesterday after hearing some TV report on yesterday's eclipse of the sun across Africa, etc that we couldn't drive north to Roundup and see this one. Several years ago I took him and Paul out of school and we drove that route so that they could experience a full eclipse. I had seen a few in my lifetime, and this was not be be missed even tho' school was in session. I continue to be amazed at the silence which occurred when the final phase of the eclipse took place. There were many people at the place at the time. Every noise stopped. Even the sounds of animals and birds were silenced. It was a remarkable experience. Some might say Holy.

Bill and Ann drove further north in Montana that day and we have a picture of the corona which Bill took and give us, I believe at Christmas that year. The picture was taken 2/26/1979

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Long Distance

The Technology columnist in the local paper has written recently about is wife’s use of her TracPhone. This is a cell phone service where one buy units as needed. Cards for this service can be bought at various stores including Radio Shack and Wal-Mart. A couple of years ago daughter Ann gave me a Nokia with minutes available. Later I added 300 units so that I could use the phone on a cross country trip. I had used a phone from a motel in Bismarck once to report on son Jim’s surgery and it cost the proverbial arm and leg. Calls on the TracPhone cost around 33 cents per unit. One unit local and two units long distance. I called Portland last night from my basement office and the connection was very good.

The reason for this Blog is to report my recent experience in loading new units. I get an e-mail from TracPhone occasionally offering a deal to add units. One needs to do this in order to preserve one’s call number - not that I expect people to call me using that number. It MAY come in handy someday. Anyway I went through the procedure from my G4 dial-up as previously, but nothing was added to the Nokia. I decided to give it another go, but was told that the Promotional Code granting additional free units had already been used. I did a few more operations, but still no more units.

I regularly check my credit card accounts and found that TracPhone had charged me twice at $99.99 for units not received. I e-mailed them twice at about 5-7 day intervals and got no response. Yesterday I called their 800 number and got a very pleasant lady with the typical accent (thing India) who said that her name was Cynthia. She walked me through the process (time consuming) and lo and behold there are the additional units. She then transferred me to their credit card section and I talked with another lady who said her name was Lisa. She asked a few questions, assured me that the second charge would be removed and gave me a confirmation number. I have to say that I was pleased with the response I got with the phone call, but I still wonder if they every answer their e-mail.

Enough already. I’ll talk more about the flat world we live in later.

That Phone # by the way is: 208-3279. Not that it is turned on with any regularity.

Monday, March 27, 2006

The threat of death

I was just reading in USA Today about a time a film-star, singer was threaten with death before a concert in Central Park. Of course the news is full of the Iraqi who converted to Christianity and who has been threaten with execution on the one hand and now that he is released he had been condemned by the Islamic Clergy and has to be protected.

Several years ago when I was on the Billings School Board I moved to take the name "Christmas Holiday" out of the Calendar. I believe that I've told that story in my blog on Fiddler on the Roof. At any rate the town was in an uproar. People accused me of taking Christ out of public life, etc., etc. AND I got a letter through the US Mail threatening my life. I took said letter to the Billings Police Department and then acknowledge it and assured me that this sort of thing seldom had any real meaning. As far as I know there was not followup on their part as to who had written the letter. And nothing did come of it. What got me to thinking about this episode again was that fact that the last two Sundays I've gone by Billings Senior High School on my way to Church there have been many cars in the parking lot as if something was going on and the people there were not in Church. I know that at least on one of the Sundays the lot was filled to capacity and a wrestling program was going on. Not to many years ago the School in Billings were even careful about scheduling events on Wednesday nights because many of the Churches had traditional Wednesday night activities. So much for public outrage over a simple change in a calendar to give credence to the fact that Billings is a multi-ethnic, multi-faith based community.

The threat of death

I was just reading in USA Today about a time a film-star, singer was threaten with death before a concert in Central Park. Of course the news is full of the Iraqi who converted to Christianity and who has been threaten with execution on the one hand and now that he is released he had been condemned by the Islamic Clergy and has to be protected.

Several years ago when I was on the Billings School Board I moved to take the name "Christmas Holiday" out of the Calendar. I believe that I've told that story in my blog on Fiddler on the Roof. At any rate the town was in an uproar. People accused me of taking Christ out of public life, etc., etc. AND I got a letter through the US Mail threatening my life. I took said letter to the Billings Police Department and then acknowledge it and assured me that this sort of thing seldom had any real meaning. As far as I know there was not followup on their part as to who had written the letter. And nothing did come of it. What got me to thinking about this episode again was that fact that the last two Sundays I've gone by Billings Senior High School on my way to Church there have been many cars in the parking lot as if something was going on and the people there were not in Church. I know that at least on one of the Sundays the lot was filled to capacity and a wrestling program was going on. Not to many years ago the School in Billings were even careful about scheduling events on Wednesday nights because many of the Churches had traditional Wednesday night activities. So much for public outrage over a simple change in a calendar to give credence to the fact that Billings is a multi-ethnic, multi-faith based community.

Saturday, March 25, 2006

Lewis and Clark

Interesting morning and early afternoon. I had breakfast this morning with brother John and his family. John mentioned several weeks ago tht we ought to go to Pompey's Pillar and have our pictures taken wearing our Marshall University hats. I mentioned it again today and the decision was made that this was the day. John drove us out - about 40-45 miles from Billings. The gate at entrance was shut so we walked back in. It could be 3/4s of a mile. Maybe a bit less, but it's been so long since I've been for a long walk it seemed that far. Then to get to the signature which Clark carved into the rock we had to ascend a long multi-level staircase. We did that and had pictures taken in front of the glassed in signature. I got a picture of the signature which can be read if blown up enough. Then there was another series of steps and ramps to the top of the pillar. John and I went that route and saw the whole valley which Clark would have seen and he deterrmined their futher route to the Missouri River to meet up with the rest of the party. It is one magnificant valley and well worth the climb. The only "pain" I felt was to the knees. The heart behaved itself.

The picture will, hopefully, be published in the Marshall alumni news at some point. I graduated a couple of years ahead of John since I was discharged early from the Air Force in WW II. I graduated in 1946 and was the first grad to receive a diploma from the hands of the new President, Stewart H. Smith. This resulted from a mix up between the Registrar's Office and the Dean's Office when an Incomplete which was made up and not recorded prevented me from participating in the Spring Commencement. When Dr. Smith heard of this he promply invited me into his Office and presented me with my diploma with due ceremony. I then went on to take a Master's Degree in Psychology and was invitedto stay and teach in the Department the Fall of 1947. But that is another story.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

A day in the life of . . . .

As I sat in front of the TV last night I began to wonder what I had accomplished during the past few hours. What is a day like in the life of an 81 year old widower?

I got up around 7:30 a.m., dressed, went to the kitchen and took my pre-breakfast pills. Then it was a half-hour spent reading the comics and looking at the obituary page. At this age one does have a tendency to check on one’s friends. Then it was time to get breakfast (a bowl of shredded wheat with banana and coffee), and finish reading the paper. By this time one can check to see how the financial markets are doing, check the weather channel, and then get some cleaning up done. Like, run the sweeper. Nothing like a little exercise. I Then remembered that there was laundry to be done. I went to the basement, made my bed and did two loads of laundry. My usual pattern is to make sure that I am around when the dryer stops so that the clothes can be folded and put away with a minimum of wrinkles. Ironing is not my thing so most of the shirts, etc. are permanent press. Since the computer is in the basement there is time to check a couple of out-of-town newspapers, e-mail, and some financial records. Then it is time to get my lunch and take a short nap. The mail came with the latest copy of my news magazine so time is spent reading that, then checking the market close. That is 2 p.m. local time. Time fritters away. I check my mutual funds at 4 pm and then watch Lou Dobbs for a while. By this time it is time to begin thinking about supper. In the past Betty took care of that while I watched the local and national news programs. We sat down for supper in front of the TV and watched Jeopardy together. Last night I watched the news and during commercial breaks prepared a broccoli soup from a mix. When it was nearly done I added some frozen broccoli spears. A couple of large bowls of that and some ice cream and a cookie filled me up. The rest of the evening was spent watching the aforementioned TV. Actually I usually skip Tuesday night TV until Boston Legal comes on.

When I stopped to think about it the day wasn’t all that different from most days in the past few years. For a long time now Betty and I have gotten our own breakfasts and lunches, and done our own laundry. It just worked out that way. And it certainly was no big deal. I (along with my siblings) grew up doing laundry and house keeping. We had a wise mother who made sure that her sons would be “good” husbands.

Monday, March 20, 2006

History lesson - don't be bored!

History often takes a strange twist. I have recently finished reading “Team of Rivals” which relates the history of Abraham Lincoln’s succession as President of the U.S. and of the Civil War. The following is excerpted from a document entitled “The Tragic Fate of Guyandotte”. This area was a part of Huntington, WV as I was growing up. It’s history is that of a separate community with secession tendencies as a part of Virginia. The raid spoken of below was not a major battle of the War, but it certainly has an interesting history in my own family. The Colonel John Clarkson who led the raid was a Great Uncle of my wife, Harriet Elizabeth Clarkson of Ceredo, WV. The Baptist Church which was burned by Union troops was pastored by my Great Grandfather and my mother’s father, Grandpa Petit, sued the federal Government long after the war and got recompense for the damage. How interesting! My wife’s relative is a Confederate Army officer and his action results in blatant destruction by Union soldiers of a Church which has a long history in my own family. And neither of us had any knowledge of this until many years after our marriage. Not that it would have mattered.

“Although Confederate cavalry raids were frequent and discouraging to Union supporters. One such raid, carried out on November 10, 1861, targeted the town of Guyandotte, Virginia, which served as the hostile host of a Union recruit camp. While successful, this action precipitated the burning of the town by Union troops and sympathizers in one of the Civil War's early acts of retaliatory destruction. These events foreshadowed the increasingly harsh nature of the Civil War, reflecting the hardships suffered by the soldiers of both sides, as well as the civilian population and local communities. Guyandotte's fate was a result of the residents' suspected collaboration with the Confederate raiders and the town's established reputation as a "hot bed of secession."

“In 1857, Eli Thayer, a United States congressman from Massachusetts, unveiled his plans for founding a colony in the region. After a brief visit to the area in May 1857, Thayer selected a site ten miles west of Guyandotte for his fledgling community, which he named Ceredo.

“Regional tension was exacerbated as a result of John Brown's raid on Harpers Ferry, which strengthened support for secession in Guyandotte. Although few of the town's citizens were slave holders, they protested against Northern sympathy for Brown and vowed "to repel at all hazards" any further encroachment upon their right as Virginians to own slaves.

“In the first week of November (1861), Confederate General John B. Floyd ordered a cavalry force to "proceed in the direction of the Ohio River, and to strike the enemy a blow. . . ." The raid was led by Colonel John Clarkson, whose force numbered about seven hundred horsemen from the Fifth and Eighth Virginia Cavalry regiments. . . The Confederate cavalry charged into town at full speed, capturing several Union sympathizers before crossing the Mud River and moving toward Guyandotte.

“As the triumphant Confederates withdrew from Guyandotte with their prisoners in tow, the steamer SS Boston appeared, moving slowly up the Ohio River. Aboard were approximately two hundred Union soldiers from the Fifth Virginia Infantry, who had advanced from their camp in Ceredo after learning of the attack.

“The business section of Guyandotte was completely gutted, purportedly to prevent the Confederates from returning for supplies. The Buffington Mill was burned, as was the Forest Hotel. Even churches were not immune from the torch. The Guyandotte Baptist Church was burned after two unsuccessful attempts when Union soldiers tore off the shutters and stuffed them with straw before setting them alight in the church belfry.

“In 1909, the Guyandotte Baptist Church was awarded $2,500 by the United States government for wartime damage.”