Where I Grew Up – is Hidden Away

400px-KylewisThis is the first post in a series of post about where I grew up, I hope you enjoy them. I was born on March 18, 1971, in Portsmouth, OH. according to my birth certificate.

Apparently, I was placed up for adoption seeing how – I was adopted. I do not have a clue as to who is my “real” mom and dad nor do I want to know. I am just thankful that they put me up for adoption instead of aborting me.

The only mom and dad I ever knew adopted me when I was three months old. I was adopted into a big family, I have five siblings. My new family lived on a huge 500-acre farm in the small community Quick’s Run of Lewis County, Kentucky. We lived in a Hidden and very old house it was over 100 years old, it originally was a one or two room log cabin the old logs were visible if you removed the paneling in the living room.

 

my home
This is the farm I grew up on the image is from VintageAerial.com 

 

It was back in a time when you didn’t need to lock the doors, the front door to my house didn’t even have a door knob (true story)! The door opened into a hallway off to the left was a bedroom, straight to the back was another bedroom, and to the immediate right was the door to the living room. As soon as you entered the front door there was also a set of stairs leading up to the attic and two more bedrooms. If you entered the living room and went on back through another doorway it led into the middle room with a bathroom off to the right and the kitchen straight back. There were two more unfinished rooms that were blocked off.

As soon as you entered the front door there was also a set of stairs leading up to the attic and two more bedrooms. If you entered the living room and went on back through another doorway it led into the middle room with a bathroom off to the right and the kitchen straight back. There were two more unfinished rooms that were blocked off.

The house was also haunted by Kissick the Ghost. I am not sure of the full story on this but I have heard footsteps on the stairs when no one was on the stairs. There is a graveyard on this old farm and there was a headstone with the name Kissick I presume to be the ghost.

This was a typical farm we raised the usual animals beef cattle and hogs. We raised corn, hay, and tobacco. Also, we owned a building and lot that was used as a country store. It started off as a calf barn but was turned into a country store and was first operated by Ernest Polley, he lived in the store and had a German Shepard dog. After Ernest gave the store up we bought the remaining stock and then we ran the little store.

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