Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Meredith Shellcross Hopson moved his family from the Gracey farm in 1911. He built 303 Bryan Street for $4,500. After Shell & Bettie Hopson passed, the house was left to Jim & Bess Hopson Wolfe. Granddaddy Wolfe had a thing about brownstone. Whenever he saw a piece in a shop he bought it brought it home.

4 comments:

Genevieve Netz said...

I really enjoyed the old photos and the stories that go with them. You have enough here to make a little book. Have you considered self-publishing something through a firm like Lulu for friends and family?

Rad said...

I ran across your blog while looking for a recipe for jam cake - another piece of nostalgia! I've lived in Houston for the past 40 years, but I used to visit my grandparents, Garrott and Martha Sallee, when I was about 6 years old and they lived on Bryan street in a house that looked much like No.303. Judge Witty was a master cabinet maker and worked in the shop at Ambrose, my Dad's lumber company. He was Dutch or German, from Indiana I think, and when he learned that I was trying to play the trumpet he gave me some of his old music books. One of the Moseleys in the photo looked like Ed, whom I remember from First Baptist Church. Among the Kids on the block when I was visiting were Donnie Miller (next door), the Ropers, David Porter, Patsy Beshear, Carl Jr. Crawley and no doubt several others.... Do you remember kids putting candles in shoe boxes and pulling them along with a string to make a "train"? The only time I ever saw that done was when visiting on Bryan Street, although Robert Penn Warren later mentioned it in a poem, so it was probably a common toy during the Depression. Thanks for the memories! - Radford Sallee

303 Bryan Street, Hopkinsville, KY said...

The shoe boxes being pulled down the street with lit candles were my mother and her playmates. Mother (Dorothy Wolfe,'Dot') will be 100 this May 2016. She lived at 303 Bryan Street.

303 Bryan Street, Hopkinsville, KY said...

Judge Witty and his wife Byrd were very good friends to my grandmother, Bess Hopson Wolfe.