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The "On The Rhodes" Annual Research Extravaganza

As Reported by: Robert Rhodes


Ginger and Cathy, in their e-mail conversations had hatched a plan to go to Ohio to research HUGHES and allied families and, to take old Dad (aka Uncle Buddy) along as senior advisor.  So on the first week of June, 2007 the plan was activated and we all left our respective homes and met at Washington Court house--a town in Fayette County, Ohio. 

We all arrived in the middle of the afternoon and after our greetings, hugs and getting established in our rooms at the Country Hearth Inn, we met to plan the details of our research. We decided that we would do three court houses on Monday, another three on Tuesday and a couple on Wednesday and then spend Thursday organizing our data before returning home on Friday. We soon found out that our plan was far too ambitious, because we spent all day Monday in Hillsboro, Highland County.  So, we decided we would tackle Adams County the next day.

Tuesday, we headed for West Union, the county seat of Adams County. We spent most of the day reading all of the hand written documents that had been written by people who long since had gone to their permanent home. We were getting a little bleary eyed and decided to take a break.

Cathy suggested that we go down about 15 miles to Aberdeen, in Brown County, and look at the mighty Ohio River. After standing on the shore and pondering how many millions of gallons of water was going past us down the Ohio, we took a few pictures, and decided to cross the river to go to Maysville Kentucky, which is on the opposite shore from Aberdeen.

Maysville is a town that grew from a place called Limestone Landing. It was where Limestone Creek emptied into the Ohio River. Many pioneer families in the late 1700's and early 1800's disembarked their rafts there to go into the Kentucky interior to settle the land.

One group consisted of several families led by George Stockton. He established a stockade about 25 miles from the river into Kentucky. It was called Stockton's Station and the town of Flemingsburg grew from the people who settled there.  One family, was  the Beacham Rhodes family who became our Rhodes ancestors.  Kay and I with Cathy had researched there many times before.  We decided to go to Fleemingsburg to see the remains of Stockton's station. Cathy and I knew where the remains of the station was, so after a circle around the court house we headed down the street to the location.

When we arrived, we found that the city fathers, in their lack of historical wisdom, had cleared all of the station remains that we had seen before, and sold the land to some people that had built a church there.


Fortunately, the old Stockton Grave Yard was still there beside the church.

SCREEEEEEECH, FLAP, FLAP, FLAP, FLAP...OH NO...YIKES! 

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