This is a Message Board Post that is gatewayed to this mailing list. Classification: Query Message Board URL: http://boards.ancestry.com/mbexec/msg/an/YAB.2ACI/2730.1 Message Board Post: The area you mention as "Pinchico" was generally spelled in the lore of this area as Pincheco. There are more tales about Pincheco than any other geographic area in this region. No known buildings survive and whether there ever were any buildings other than living quarters is doubtful. I have never seen or heard of a "Pinchico Cemetery." I have walked the hills where this so-called community was alleged to have existed. There may have been people buried in Pinchico/Pincheco; whether any engraved stones exist for them is doubtful. Here are some of the better known notions concerning Pincheco. This place no longer exists as an area where people live. It was situated near to the ounty lines for Breckinridge, Hancock, and Ohio Counties. This region is filled with towering hills and deep ravines and is heavily laden with hardwood trees. The region is where three counties were "pinched together; thus, "Pinch-e-co." After the Civil War, it is alleged that gangs of guerilla fighters took to living in the woods in a region dubbed as Pincheco. The exact location of the county lines in this region was confused because of changes made by the State Legislature in 1831. Thus law officers of each county were not certain concerning where jurisdiction for each was located nor were they certain where they were when wandering into the backwoods. This state of affairs worked to the general benefit of the unlawful who lived in Pincheco, an area difficult to enter and about which there were questions concerning who ought provide law enforcement for it. Some thought the group that lived in Pincheco was what was then known as a "survivalist" group. I think this term implies a bunch of bandits who were making a living from robbing the citizens and farmers of this region and who had hoped the Civil War would not end since it provided cover for their unlawful activities. The closest known village to Pincheco was Cabot, a small hamlet and the nearest one to the county lines mentioned. Cabot was once known as Halesburg. Cabot exists and there are a few inhabitants and a Baptist Church and Cemetery there. Cabot is in Hancock County, Kentucky. A story was published about Pincheco in the Courier Journal newspaper of Louisville, Kentucky. The date of publication is unknown. And also, the reporter did not identify sources. Therefore, this essay also must be considered nothing more than "lore." Here is the essay in its entirety: "Some 12 miles south of Hawesville, Ky and where the County lines of Breckinridge and Hancock conjoin lies the neighborhood of Pincheco. The principle product of Pincheco, where fame extends throughout the state, is pugilists of the rough and tumble variety. Should you attend a dance ("Shin Dig" they call it) in Pincheco and escape being shot cut or knocked in the head, you may well claim that the days of miracles are still in full blast; and if you were present at one of the old time wood-choppings and failed to see someone receive a broken nose before the festivities ended, you might well have abundant reason for kicking against not having had a run for your money. So unsavory is the reputation of the neighborhood that you are told by its citizens, when inquiring of its location enough you might be right in the heart of it, that is a "mile or two" further on. Of course there are a number of solid citizens living in Pincheco - diamonds in the rough, as it were, but the poli! shing process to bring out the scintillating abilities would, however, be attended with the polisher's scalplock. The readers of the Courier Journal may be interested in the peculiar name of the neighborhood whose fame I humbly seek to imortalize in prosaic print. I will give its origin - a number of years ago there lived in Hancock Co., a young man of confidence in his ability as a fighter of the knock-down, drag out order. Next to a nip of maroon colored liquor, Holland loved nothing better than a fistic mix-up. When tanked up on booze, he just simply "eeked" for a fight. It also fell out that Holland made a trip to the coast on a flatboat, as the boat floated languidly on the broad bosom of the mighty Mississippi a happy inspiration came to him. He would utilize the golden opportunities of the voyage, and as a side line to the dollars he carried home, he would also carry a few scalplocks as fruits of his prowess in sunny southland. The first man Holland went up against was a little weysen-faced fellow at Point Chicot (pronounced Pon-she-co by the natives) who was a tough little rat. Holland did not collect his thoughts for a week after this encounter. He never did collect all the remnants of his head. He always thought that he fell into a kennel of a buldog or the lair of a tiger. He was permanently stupified. His companions greatly enjoyed his discomforts and gave to the neighborhood from which Holland came the name of Pincheco (Point Chicot)." So, 'over yonder' seems to be the most often given advice given by natives of the region when directions to Pincheco are sought. While this message will likely not resolve your inquiry, perhaps it will save you much time and effort in your search as the area known as Pincheco has never been discovered and remains a mystery of the region. Grandma must have fallen in with an unsavory lot!