Going To Town
As my Grandma's grandparents died on a wagon train coming from Kentucky, she never knew them. Her daddy's mother died giving birth to him and then his father died two weeks later. Her father was raised sort of hit or miss by various relatives until he met Grandma's mother. Grandma was raised on a dairy farm around the Shady Grove area. She always said her father loved his family. My Grandpa grew up in Limestone but lived in Clarksville when he and Grandma met. Grandma said they would use a team of horses and a wagon to go visit Grandpa's people in Limestone. They had to stop overnight along the way. I have forgotten how far Limestone is from Clarksville but I do know it is two miles straight down into Limestone Valley. It is pretty once you get there. Thinking of traveling in a team and wagon brought to mind how it was that people from the community would come into town on Saturdays and gather behind the Fair Store. Although I never saw a horse around the Fair ...