A Historical Column From The Fayette County Historical Commission
It was June of 1958 during an eagerly awaited summer break from school. We heard him long before we saw the truck bouncing unfamiliarly down our rutted gravel driveway. The faded, nearly rusted GMC pickup parked under the big cedar tree near our front porch.
Out stepped a somewhat aged, weather-trimmed cowboy – from his steel gray Ste…