Category: Old Pictures

DARNELL FAMILY COLORIZED PHOTOS

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This photo of my grandmother Sallie Darnell was taken in about 1940 in front of their home on Coyle St. in Owingsville.  Mr. Jeff must have been at work at the bank.  In the background you can see three buildings still in use on Slate Ave. in Owingsville.

Apparently the photo was a specialty picture of some kind.  I’ve been told it started as a black and white, was colored in and then photographed again.

This picture was apparently taken the same day.  On the left is my mother, Doris Louise Darnell. Just guessing I think she was about 15. I think in the middle is my great grandmother Mrs. Rose A. Darnell, wife of Isaac R. Darnell.  She died in 1941. On the right is Donovan L. Darnell, my uncle. When I was a kid he jokingly called me Jack.  I’m proud to be named for him. ~ Don

Sleigh Riding

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Mr. Burl’s old sled.
It’s a Flexible Flyer and about 90 years old.  



This week, Don writes about the sleigh riding stories his father used to tell.  We wanted to get this up while the snow is still either on or fresh in our memories, and I would have done it sooner, but I’ve misplaced a bit of writing that Mr. Burl himself wrote about it.  When I do find it, I’ll update this post, but for now we’ll share what we remember him telling us.  

We often heard sleigh riding stories about Daddy and his friends. Even though he and his first cousin,R.W.,* were both hurt badly sledding, they absolutely loved it! The hill to Sharpsburg was in front of their houses and when they were kids it was not paved.  It was not only gravel, but also very crooked, and it wasn’t until the 80’s that the whiplash curve at the bottom was straightened and a new bridge was built over Prickley Ash stream. 

Because of the curve at the bottom, the boys would bail out before they got to it if possible. Many were injured because of the bail out and the barbed wire along the road. Daddy’s injuries caused him to miss six weeks of school. In his words, he “peeled the hide” off his shin all the way down to the ankle. A local doctor made a daily house call to check on him and to put Mercurochrome on it and change the bandages.

R.W. had a bad sleigh wreck as well.  He was badly injured and would eventually need surgery – surgery which he did not survive. His brother Dr. Owings Kincaid was there with him when he died at St. Joseph Infirmary in Louisville.

Daddy also loved telling about tying the sleds to some old car and being pulled around town. He always bragged that his sled was the only one to survive all the crashes. Our guess on its age is about 90 years old.  It was new about 1926 when Daddy was ten or so.  We still have the sled and it still goes fast! ~Don

A young R.W. with his father Reuben.
R.W.’s grave marker at the Owingsville Cemetery.
Owings Kincaid (back row on the far left) when he was a resident at Vanderbilt.  He would go on to have a very successful career at the Mayo Clinic.
Owings and Burl Kincaid, first cousins and life-long friends.  Both men (and R.W.) served in WWII.


Here is a link to Owings Kincaid’s obituary.  Somewhere we have correspondence between Mr. Burl and Owings (who remained close throughout their lives), and when we get to that we’ll share any items that might be of interest.

A Letter From Donovan Darnell, Dated 1933

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Donovan Darnell as a child.  He would grow up to serve in WWII, graduate from Morehead State, teach Industrial Arts in Greensboro, N.C. and, most importantly, start a beautiful family (even though they do sometimes root for the wrong team in basketball!).  
 
Happy 2015!  Our first post of this new year is an old letter written by Donovan Darnell.  “Uncle Don,” as we all called him, was not only the brother of Doris Darnell Kincaid (Don & Bill’s mother), but also a lifelong best friend of Mr. Burl.  In fact, Burl and Donovan were close friends long before Burl and Doris got involved romantically. Don Kincaid is named after Donovan Darnell, but “Uncle Don” disliked his name and called his nephew “Jack” for years.
 
In the following letter dated 1933, Donovan would have been 15 years old.  Miss Sallie, his mother, was sick and in some sort of treatment center (perhaps a sanatorium – Uncle Ruby also went to one and we’ll share his postcards later) and he has written his beloved mother, filling her in on what’s going on at their home on Coyle Street in Owingsville (see pictures of Coyle Street at end of this post).  Doris, by the way, would have been 7 years old and due to contracting polio when an infant, was left with lifelong health problems.  She always said her parents, especially her father, spoiled her because of that, and it was often left to her brother to discipline her.  
 
Owingsville, Ky
April 30, 1933
 
Dear Mother:
          I hope you are feeling much better by this time.  We certainly have missed you since you have been gone and are anxious for you to get well so that you can come home.
         How is Aunt Rosa?*
         We are all well at home now.  Doris had a sick spell last week and missed three days of school but she is allright now.  She said if she could have an ice cream cone all the time she would not get sick. Mamma** has not been feeling so awfully good.  Daddy and I are allright though.
         Mrs Tanner is feeling better and today she is sitting out in the yard. Martha is awfully cute. The other day she walked over to Mrs. Palmer’s*** back porch and knocked on the door.
         I went to the union play Friday night and it was certainly good.  I wish you could have seen it.
        They have already started working on the cess pool in the chicken lot. The kitchen sink and basement both lead into it.
         They are still working on the new house Mr. Denton is going to build. They almost have the foundation ready.
         Daddy took Mrs. McCarty home again Saturday afternoon.  We wanted Doris to take a nap before she went but she said she didn’t want to. About an hour before daddy came home we brought Doris in for her to lay down a little while. Mamma said it was to late for her to take a nap and didn’t want her to lay down. In a  little bit she laid down and went to sleep herself. 
         Doris stayed at home the day daddy came in.  He came in at 11 o’clock. At dinner I saw Miss Inez. She said she knew Doris was glad to see daddy come home for she would tell about both of you being gone and the big tears would roll down her cheeks.
         Everybody I see nearly asks me when I have heard from you, how you are and when we are expecting you to come home.
         It is time for dinner now so I must say
        Goodbye,
        Donovan
P.S. Tell Aunt Rosa hello for all of us.
 
*Rosa Jones
**The letter is written to his mother – we’re not sure who “Mamma” is, although our guess is his grandmother.
***Mrs. Palmer lived in the house on Coyle Street right by the Baptist Church.
 
We don’t know who the other people are or where Mr. Denton’s house would have been.  Please leave a comment or let one of us know if you have information you want to share.
 

 

Donovan, Sallie, and Jefferson Darnell, 
standing on the Coyle St. sidewalk with
 Ida Jones’s house behind them. The Jones house is no longer there.

 

Sallie Darnell on Coyle Street in Owingsville, KY.  Note the old car in the background, pointing towards Slate Avenue. 
Family Drugs is currently located in the building on the left.

 

Sallie Darnell (in center) with two unknown women.  If you know who they are, please leave a comment or send us an email.

 

Cousins Donovan Darnell and Darnell Snedegar on a day trip to White Oak.  They were driven by Jeff Darnell (Donovan’s son) to a
   cemetery located on the back of what was once the family farm.  

 

Jefferson Lee Darnell (Mr. Jeff to most everybody) with Sallie and one of the children. Jeff Darnell was a banker and  also evidently a big softie when it came to sick little girls! He built several houses on Coyle Street and was mayor of Owingsville in the 50’s.

Jefferson Darnell’s driving goggles.  “Mr. Jeff” left home for Colorado at one point, aiming to start a business there, but ended up coming back home.  These goggles now belong to his great-grandson Jacob Kincaid, who has left home for China.  He didn’t wear the goggles!

 

Old Pictures

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Some old pictures you might like.  Please feel free to leave a comment, especially if you have information that might be of benefit to others doing historical or genealogical work!
May, Reuben, Sr., Jane, and Burl Sr. (Kincaid family), in front of what is now Marcelle Doggett’s home on East High Street in Owingsville.  You can see U.S. 60 on the far left and the steps and sidewalk in the background are still there.

 

Elliott Darnell, common Bath County ancestor of many.  Don and Bill Kincaid’s great, great grandfather. Born in 1810, married to Sarah Conyers, father of Thomas, Mildred, Josiah, John, Ruth, William, Isaac, Mary, and Martha.

 

Reuben W. Kincaid, Sr. in front of his store in Owingsville, Ky.  This store was located (I think) where the New Hope Clinic is now.  Lots of older folks remember getting ice cream from Uncle Ruby’s store.

 

Doris Darnell (Kincaid) and an unindentified woman in front of what was the old Owingsville school.

 

Jeff, Sallie, Doris, and Donovan Darnell and other women (in the photo on the right) who are unidentified.

 

Helen Craycraft Goodpaster, Ginger Karrick Kincaid (me), and Sherri Spencer Pergrem in Preston, Ky., 1968.

 

Old Owingsville Receipts

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The weather finally prettied up a bit, so I was able to haul in another box of goodies from our storage building.  What a treat to find these old receipts from the early 1900’s.  I like the one from the telephone company the most.  
A 1910 telephone receipt – can you imagine? 

 

Shrout, Piper & Shrout burial receipt.
I can’t make out the last number in the year, but it’s from the 1910’s.
Owingsville Cemetery receipt.  I like how they used the words “Cemetery Sexton.”
I don’t know if that is still used or not but I don’t think I’ve ever heard it around here.

 

A receipt from the coal yard in Owingsville.  The Dawson family owned the coal yard which was located about where the health department is now.  You can see its location on the old maps of Owingsville that I’ve linked to here on the blog.

 

Kimbraugh & Son receipt from 1911, I’m assuming from their drug store.