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Coalfire, Al….My stories

Posted by Pete | Posted in Downloads, News | Posted on 27-07-2014

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There is no Wikipedia information on Coalfire, Pickens County,  Alabama….It is not included…So, you are gonna have to just trust me or the twenty-five or thirty or fifty other people who can talk about it…Now, there could be a few more than that, I just don’t know how many of us remain today…At one time there was a bunch of us. The population in the early 1900 was in the neighborhood of 800 or so…anyway, that’s what I was told..Three steam sawmills operated there with a spur rail line running over to them. When the good timber was harvested, the mills left and the little community just slowly died out. A bunch of my kin hung on…Mom and Dad, Granddad, Big Momma, Aunts, Uncles, Cousins (first, second, distant even some double first) and probably some kin I don’t even know about. Anyway, there are a lot of good folks still living there and even more that are FROM there. I have put together some of my stories that I hope you will read. And if you have a story you want me to consider using contact me at phhester6@aol.com and we will see if it can be arranged. You can also comment on any of the stories published here. Please refer to the story number so I can determine the one we are discussing. I have some more to add later…These stories also appeared on my facebook page.

Document coalfire stories 1 Watermelon Troubles

coalfire stories 2 Coalfire’s Almost Pro Baseball Player

Document coalfire stories 3 Uncle Shorty and His Railroad Crew

Document coalfire stories 4 Cousin Raymond Davidson

coalfire stories 5 Top Sawmill Hands

coalfire stories 6 Fishing and Coon Hunting

Document coalfire stories 7 World War Two Stuff

Document coalfire stories 8 Wrecking Uncle Dee’s Truck

Document coalfire stories 9 Big Momma and Being Saved

Coalfire stories 10 Bunny Bishop

Coalfire stories No. 11 Buggers Chasing Me

Coalfire story number 12 Fear of Heights

Document Coalfire Stories number 13 Pickens County Tornados

 

Comments (3)

There may not be Wikipedia info on Coal Fire, but there is lots and lots of info on Coal Fire that is accessible to Google. Be sure to google it with two words, not one. You will get all kinds of smart info like the Republican who said that “God gave us coal; we must light it on fire.” One day it will be on wikipedia too as soon as some enterprising gentleman (or lady) has the time to submit the topic.

You are the most qualified for the writing of the Coalfire history..

Thank you! You sound like my Mother who always urged me to write down the Coal Fire history while I thought that I knew so little. The most interesting stuff was done by the older bunch of whom I knew so little about and of whose stuff seemed to be stuff from another generation, like my father image brother, my earliest memory of whom was already a sophisticated school kid who pranced off to school on that big, yellow school bus every morning leaving me behind in the safe, secure arms of Momma. I couldn’t wait to see that big, yellow school bus return in the afternoon and to see my brother and father image prance off it with that big satchel of books looking so smart. How slow time seemed to pass because I couldn’t wait until the day when I could prance off to shool on that big, yellow school bus with a satchel load of books and new knowledge in my head. And then, when that day finally arrived, I found that my brother had advanced so far in the progress of life that he preferred not to ride that big, yellow school bus, finding other means to get to school, even walking via the railroad, hitching a ride with friends, and, later, even driving the school bus as a substitute driver. At least, I was finally able to act grown up by prancing off to board that big, yellow school bus, acting smart with a satchel load of huge books containing so much knowledge of the world. I often wished that I could take with me my World Book Encyclopedia, but they were just too heavy. I soon found that my brother out grew his father image for me as well as I out grew my need or desire for one. I supppose that is all in the process of growing up.

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