Log cabins were not far out of the memory of my immediate ancestors. Granny Ewen (maidan name Morton) would often remind "us grandkids", that she grew up in a log cabin. This would often come after our 'high horses' got a bit too galloping about. Anyhow, here is a picture of her of her very own growing-up log cabin taken around 1950.
Now, several of the great-great-grandchildren are shown sitting on the grass in front of the many memories that were contained within.
One day just past her 90th year, it came to me to ask Granny what she thought was the most amazing event she had observed among her years. Her immediate response was "...the lightbulb." Say what! Never did I ever think about the lightbulb! Always had one, always been one ... flip a switch and there it was. Of course, Thomas Alva Edison would certainly have his own thoughts. Well, here is a picture of light before the lightbulb that now sits on my mantel today. The coal-oil lamp (Kerosene) that was used to help light the way in this old Morton cabin.
Out of darkness and into the light!
P.S. The Mortan family story can be found in "The History and Genealogy of the Morton Families of Powel County, Kentucky", compiled and written by Lynn Douglas Morton, 1993. The Morton's had a few things to say about that "Bluegrass Music". See post of November 3, 2011, titled Pickin' and Grinnin'.
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