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A RETURN TO MY WEST FORK VALLEY HOME - Whytsell Reunion 2017 |
| (08/10/2017) |
Peggy Whytsell Stemple and Marvin
Jim and Juanita Bell return for another year to
The West Fork Valley Spread The Whytsell reunion, always known for its big spread, visiting and entertainment, fortified with the memory of Randall and Blanche Whytsell, who once busied themselves for days before the annual event. It is a lower West Fork event which has about a 40 year history, carried on Peggy Whytsell Stemple and husband Marvin Stemple. Notable reactions while perusing the old scrapbooks, photos of hundreds of attendees no longer among the living.
Always sung is Randall Whytsell's "My West Fork Valley Home"
In the West Fork Valley far away where people take their ease. They dance all night and sleep all day and wake up when they please. Where a man of means eats turnip greens while the common folks are fed sassafras tea, hominy, sow jowls and corn bread.
 But the robin bird keeps singing in the laurel and the spruce. The old cow bells keep ringing as the cows come home to roost. The sun goes down and the moon comes up just like it's always done. Then we'll pick old Kentucky in my West Fork Valley home.
 My West Fork girl don't use face paint She has no use for such. And in a crowd she don't curse loud or drink corn likker much. She has never smoked a cigarette She's far too nice and good. She always smokes a corn cob pipe like a proper lady should.
 Now I've got a mule on the West Fork creek who has no maw or paw. I whip him fifteen times a day to teach him gee and haw. When his feed get scarce, I go to town and spend green backs on hay. To make him think the old corn stalks I'm feeding him is hay.
 While walking with my city girl we met a big pole cat. I told her they made furs and muffs and fuzzy things like that. She said I think I'll capture him I wonder what I'll make. And I said sister my guess is you'll make a big mistake.
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