We’re a little over a week into starting our online publication and we’ve made some good headway.
I have been able to publish, for the most part, at least a couple of stories per day. I hope everyone has found this information to be useful.
The real fun started toward the end of last week with the Olive Hill Center for Arts and Education’s “On with the Show!” A lot of people said it was the best performance yet and I would have to agree. Every year it does get better. My hat’s off to the cast for a job well done.
“Parade Saturday” kicked off with receiving a text message from a friend saying I left behind my laptop behind at my regular job. Having had trouble sleeping Friday night into Saturday, I was already a little dazed but that quickly turned into slight panic I shuffled off to get my laptop and camera bag (which was in the opposite direction I needed to go).
With camera and back laptop in hand, I headed toward Olive Hill to catch the annual Homecoming Parade. I set up with Jill York, who was emceeing the parade. I sought refuge from the intense June sun under her canopy while we waited for the parade to reach our location. I encountered a mentor I once had while I was attending Morehead State – John Flavell. He’s a renowned photographer and was there with interns from the university’s newspaper – The Trailblazer.
Once the parade was closer I attempted to live stream the parade with my phone but it doesn’t appear it worked as well as I hoped. Trying to do a live stream with an internet connection that is over the cellular data network is tricky, at best, during such crowded events.
The local cell sites become overwhelmed with the number of devices coming online so quickly and plentiful that it nearly robs any functionality of a cellular device. There are solutions to this problem but they’re costly, and sadly out of reach for me, until we start generating revenue with this online publication.
Having come very near to possibly have a heat stroke I finally was able to retreat to the air conditioning in my car once the parade was over. I stopped by the Olive Hill Depot Trailhead to take photos of the quilts in the annual quilt show. I quickly noticed there were not as many entries as usual. Anita Owens Roe, the organizer for the show, confirmed my suspicion and added it was the lowest turnout for the quilt show they’ve ever had with only about 40 visitors.
I then took to the highway and pointed my wheels east, back to Grayson, for the Grayson Fire Department’s second annual “Fire and Smoke” car show. When I pulled in there was nary a parking spot to be found but, driving a small car, I was able to squeeze into a spot.
I noticed there were more people seeking shade than walking around looking at cars. Maybe they had already looked at them before I showed up as I didn’t arrive until later into the show. Seemed strange for how full the lot was at The Hogs Trough, the host of the event. There were many inside, presumably to escape the sweltering heat.
Once I had taken photos and collected the names and the awards they had won I once again retreated to the air conditioning of my car — a lifesaver on days like these. Behind the wheel, I pointed the car back to Olive Hill for the final event of the day: a street dance with trivia.
As I rolled up to the Depot Trailhead pavilion there were still a few people hanging around town and enjoying the food trucks set up in the bullpen area. Jill York served as DJ while I reconnected with some friends I had not talked to a while.
We moved our chairs from the depot to the shelter and listened to York call out trivia questions in between playing songs from the past 50 (or so) years. While not many danced, many were knowledge in the trivia York was dishing out and awards were quickly given out. Awards included several packets of pop rockets, a magic eight ball, a game of clue and a stuffed baby shark that sings the infamous song for children.
The biggest musical hit of the night was “The Twist” by Chubby Checker. I even got up and twisted as it was probably the least complicated dance there.
Once the music was over and the prizes were given away, I finally headed for home – tired, sweaty and filled with a sense of why small-town America is the greatest place to be, especially during the weeks leading up to the Fourth of July.
I’ll be busy and back at it again this week hoping to bring you the best content. Feel free to contact me if you have a story idea.
Cory Claxon can be reached at email@example.com or by phone at (606) 225-5912.