Elizabeth Handler who is working with me provided me with a typed copy of the below and I will add a few notes at the end: The newspaper article reads as follows: The Passing of a Century Old Landmark! An unusual and interesting transfer has recently been made that marks the passing of one of the landmarks of old Glasgow. Back of the Public School Building, in the rear of the residence of the late Mr. and Mrs. E.Y. Kilgore, has been the old burial ground of the Gorin family, standing originally in the old Gorin estate. It practically dates back close to one hundred years. By arrangement of the heirs and descendants concerned, the precious human remains have been reverently disinterred, and are now reinterred, with the monuments and markers, in the new Gorin lot in the Glasgow Cemetery. So the old time custom of private burial grounds, common in an earlier day in old Virginia and Kentucky and New England, gives way to the modern usage of a well-kept, hallowed "city of the dead." The Gorin family was one of the earliest in the settlement of this central part of old Kentucky. They were of the fine old Hugenot stock, and bore an honorable and sturdy part in building up the civilization of this portion of the early West. General John Gorin, with his brother-in-law, Joel Franklin, was the first settler of Glasgow, in 1798. His son, Franklin Gorin, was the first white child born in what is now Barren county. Four generations of the family have lived in Glasgow. That gentlewoman, Miss Annie Gorin, of the old cultured manner, grand-daughter of old General Gorin, directly connected through her mother with the famous Campbell Clan and the Duke of Argylle of Scotland, still retains her residence here. ** Now behind the scene. This came from a Glasgow newspaper which I can't find - ended up in Massachusetts thru descendants. The story of the moving of the cemetery is such. Miss Annie was the d/o Franklin Gorin and his last wife, Deborah Putnam Campbell. She was living alone in the Gorin home on West Washington St here in Glasgow that was torn down a few years ago (almost over my dead body!). Behind the house and sloped down slightly was the Gorin Cemetery. I believe that John and Elizabeth Franklin Gorin were buried there, Franklin, his first two wives, children of his who died in their youth and many others. It seems that Miss Annie had a neighbor who lived behind her at the bottom of the slope on another street. She was righeously indignant that while working in her flower garden and entertaining her guests that she had to look at a cemetery. Miss Annie was up in years and most of her immediate family was deceased or had moved from the area. Her 1/2 sister, Alice Gorin Boardman had moved in for a few years after the death of her 2nd husband in Bowling Green, KY, but she had passed. Annie's 1/2 brother, Harry Campbell Gorin had died. He was a single man, one time owner of the Glasgow Times newspaper, a lawyer. Miss Annie was supporting herself by giving piano lessons (she was a concert pianist and an instructor at Liberty College which came almost to their back yard). The neighbor kept pushing Miss Annie (who is still remembered by the oldest generation here) to "get rid of that awful looking cemetery." Finally, Annie relented and made arrangements with someone to move the remains to the new Glasgow cemetery - which at that time would likely have been called the IOFF or Odd Fellow's Cemetery -now Glasgow Municipal. The day of the re-interments was rainy. The nosey neighbor had arisen early, and in her father or husband's black raincoat, had sneaked out before daylight and pushed four poles into the ground - one around each corner of the Gorin cemetery. Then, somehow she took sheets and pinned them together to shroud the cemetery. This way she thought, no one would know what was going on. She then hurried inside and peered out the window. After the break of dawn, an old beat up truck arrived at Miss Annie's house and drove slowly down the slope to the cemetery. Miss Annie stood at the back door of her house watching silently. It was said that the cemetery was so old that few remains could be found, but what remained of the coffins and the stones were loaded on the back of that old truck and the truck inched its way back up to the street with Miss Annie watching. At that moment, Miss Annie's piano student arrived and came to the back door when the front door knocking met with no response. She found Miss Annie standing there silently watching the truck boucing past her with its precious cargo - her family's remains, on the back. The young girl asked "Miss Annie, what's wrong, why are you crying?" Miss Annie stood there a moment, wiped the tears from her eyes and put her arm around the girl. She said softly, "nothing, my dear, we musn't waste your time, you need to start your practicing." When Miss Annie died, she was almost penniless and was so greatly loved by the community. She was one of the original members of the Glasgow Musicale and willed her pump organ to the Catholic church. She had converted to Catholocism while a student in a music school in Lexington. The church let the organ rot away in the high humidity of their basement. Nothing remains - when the house passed to family members in FL, then sold to a company here in Glasgow - everything was removed from the house, which, in its early days, was beautiful. The spiral staircase is in some one's home here in Glasgow. The beautiful crystal chandellier that hung over the piano and sparkled an enchanting pattern which amazed the students - likely is in the same home. The medical clinic next door connected the Gorin house to the clinic and treated tb patients there - destroying one wall of the house and connecting it with an ugly red and white metal awning. The rooms of the Gorin house were converted into patient rooms with the caretaker's living upstairs. Then the clinic discontinued the use of the home, ripped down the long awning and the house sat there. Then it was torn down. All that was left are about 25 bricks which I scrounged from the dumping area and a start to the English ivy that Miss Annie had lovingly planted. It now grows all over a railing along the front of my house. The story of the cemetery removal was given me by a cousin of my daughters who knew of the nosey neighbor and the story which circulated for years about her cruelty to Miss Annie. PS - the cemetery location? It became the parking lot for Western KY University, Glasgow campus, and is now being converted, after years of housing the Glasgow Middle and Glasgow High Schools, as a retirement home. Sandi