Bonnie Strassell - Owen County Historical Society

  • Local heroes come in all shapes and sizes

    They come in all shapes and sizes. Some receive national attention while others just exhibit an inner strength that makes a difference in someone’s life. They are known as heroes, and their actions inspire others and make an indelible imprint upon the pages of history.
    Some heroes are everyday folks who overcome a tragedy or survive a calamity, and whose determination leads them to triumph over tribulation.

  • Kentucky towns have acquired unusual names

     Names are significant, whether they are individual or family names or whether they are names of rivers, creeks, communities or towns.
    As settlers made their way into Kentucky, they erected forts and stations for protection against Indian attacks. These wooden stockades were given the names of their founders. Daniel Boone oversaw the building of Fort Boonesborough, James Harrod established Fort Harrod and Logan’s Fort was named for Benjamin Logan.

  • In ‘grandmammy’s’ time, every season offered a special reason to celebrate life

    Every family has keepsakes. Some are tangible items such as books, furniture, pictures or glassware, and these heirlooms have passed down through the generations.
    Perhaps, though, more valuable than these treasured objects are genealogies, traditions and family stories that linger in our memories and create an enduring link to the past.

  • Inventor received little credit for brilliancy

    It’s the little-known stories of everyday folks that create entertaining chapters of history. Kentucky claims many of these stories, and though some Kentuckians became famous, the accomplishments of many others were unknown outside their local area.
    Although Marconi claimed to have invented the radio, Nathan B. Stublefield, a farmer, fruit grower and electrician from Murray, Ky., was the first to invent this piece of technology that changed the world.

  • Lusby’s Mill past rife with colorful characters

    Assac Cobb is believed to have been the first white child born in Owen County. He was the eighth child of Samuel Cobb and his second wife, who were among the first settlers in Lusby’s Mill. Samuel Cobb fought in the Revolutionary War, and his first wife and two daughters were scalped and killed by Indians in South Carolina. In the late 1790s, the Cobbs and three other families settled on the banks of Eagle Creek behind present-day Mussel Shoals Church.

  • Owen County life once centered around the church

    Church suppers have deep roots in American tradition. The practice of gathering for a shared meal after Sunday morning worship originated in European countries that had a deep Christian heritage, and the custom continued as the first immigrants settled in America.
    There are historic documents which relate stories of squires in Medieval Europe rewarding their serfs on Sunday with a roasted meal which was placed in the oven before families headed to church and eaten upon their return home.

  • What happened to those Thanksgivings at grandma’s?

    We live in a time when Thanksgiving Day finds many families waiting in long lines at a restaurant to crowd around a table, and amid the surrounding deafening endeavor to catch up on family news.
    What happened to those Thanksgivings at grandma’s, who considered it a privilege to cook the traditional Thanksgiving dinner for a large extended family? It was a special day set aside for the gathering of family and friends to share turkey, laughter and traditions, and for giving thanks to God for his blessings.

  • Owen County rife with bird of the season

     The little girl hunkered down amid the tall grasses and was cautioned by her companion to remain motionless. The child and her friend Ida, a tenant farmer’s wife, had followed the wild hen turkey across the fields along the Kentucky River bottom in Monterey. Ida had taken Margaret Alice Karsner under her wing when Alice’s mother passed away, and on this particular day, the duo was following the hen to her nest.

  • Memories of ‘the good ole days’ often reveal stark realities

    The sentence usually began with “I remember when...”, and then the speaker would launch into a story of the past, sometimes served with embellishments that had tiptoed in over the years and became a permanent fixture of the narrative.
    However, many stories which passed down through the generations gave hard facts and revealed the stark realities of often difficult times in the “good ole days.”

  • Vision of cemetery preservation growing

    It sits alongside Squiresville Road on Gary Minch’s farm, but over the years, weeds and tangled vines have proclaimed victory as they sought to deny its existence. It is sheltered by a rock wall which seems to stand in defiance of the elements as it struggles to protect narratives of the past.
    At one time, hundreds of these dotted the landscape of Owen but today, many have lost their identity, and their stories have been silenced.