Friday, June 15, 2007

122. A little more Flat Lick Road, a little flat luck for the Cards, and no change in the weather

My friend Bobby Haddad calls it the "Haddad Effect." You would talk about someone or something and suddenly there they were. While it is a stretch, yesterday I mentioned both Flat Lick Road and my old and closed elementary school; today having lunch with Marty Meyer, a staffer in Congressman John Yarmuth's office, he mentioned he had attended the J. Stoddard Johnston School, also closed, and while when he went there in the 1970s, the address was on Bradley Avenue, when built and for many years thereafter, the name of the road upon which the building sat and still stands was Flat Lick Road.

J. Stoddard Johnston School was named for a prominent Louisville historian who was also Kentucky's Secretary of State during the end of Governor Preston Leslie's term and for the entirety of the first term of Governor James B. McCreary. McCreary is one of those governors, like Isaac Shelby and A. B. "Happy" Chandler, whose terms were several years apart. McCreary served with Johnson in the 1870s. McCreary came back to Frankfort in 1912, after serving several terms in the United States House of Representatives and one in the United States Senate. In his second term as governor, he succeeded the only governor ever elected from Louisville, Augustus Willson, whose life was discussed herein in an early entry of the Left Bank of the Ohio River at Milepost 606. You may think Augustus an unusual name as I do. Nonetheless, the man who succeeded McCreary in his second term was also an Augustus, Augustus Stanley. McCreary has two other distinctions from his second term: 1) he was the first governor to live in the new Executive Mansion on the Capital Avenue Circle, and 2) he was governor when the last county formed in Kentucky was officially established and named McCreary County for him, the sitting governor. Virginia Governor Thomas Jefferson once named a county for himself, in 1780? Do you know where it is?

Johnston, by the way, is buried here in Cave Hill Cemetery.

That's enough history for the day.

In current affairs, Beware the Ides of June. The Boys of Summer took it on the knee in the 8th inning today, giving up 6 runs to Rice in that inning alone and losing the first game of the Collegiate World Series 15-10. Damn. They will play again Sunday at 2:00 pm, now in the loser's bracket, against the winner of this evening's Mississippi State - North Carolina game.

The weather for weekend calls for hot and humid conditions, with a very slight chance of showers. Highs in the low 90s, lows in the low 70s. Where have I heard that before?

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Louisville, Kentucky, United States
Never married, liberal Democrat, born in 1960, opinionated but generally pleasant, member of the Episcopal Church. Graduate of Prestonia Elementary, Durrett High, and Spalding University; the first two now-closed Jefferson County Public Schools, the latter a very small liberal arts college in downtown Louisville affiliated with the Roman Catholic Sisters of Charity of Nazareth. My vocation and avocation is politics. My favorite pastime is driving the backroads of Kentucky and southern Indiana, visiting small towns, political hangouts, courthouses, churches, and cemeteries. You are welcome to ride with me sometime.