Louisville – Roots 101 African American Museum
“If I do forget, if I do not faithfully remember those bleeding children of sorrow this day, “may my right hand forget her cunning, and may my tongue cleave to the roof of my...
by Rebecca Hanchett · Published February 11, 2022 · Last modified February 18, 2022
“If I do forget, if I do not faithfully remember those bleeding children of sorrow this day, “may my right hand forget her cunning, and may my tongue cleave to the roof of my...
My grandparents were Kentucky farmers. They raised Black Angus cattle, hogs, and grew burley tobacco, just like thousands of others across the Commonwealth. You’ll still find burley growing in most regions statewide year after...
by Rebecca Hanchett · Published September 12, 2020 · Last modified April 6, 2021
Civil War cannonballs turn up in the darndest places. People have found them lodged in bedroom doors (see the blog on Perryville), washed up on beaches, and have even uncovered them while digging...
Someone told me once that my dad was born on a kitchen table. I’ve always thought that was a joke since Dad, like me, shined at disassembling a decent meal. My grandmother made it...