Some of you may remember my Grandparents Ose and Mamie Richey had a beautiful real log home there in Logan. The house was very large two story and massive reminded me of the Bonanza homestead. I spent many summers there. They also had a log home next to it as well. The large log home was stunning a real masterpiece. The inside walls fascinated me as a child. The home burned to the ground when I was about 11 so that would have been 1965 when Lighting struck it. The fire dept had no way to fight the flames as there was only that small walking bridge over the river to the actual home. My GrandFather also built a six room Log cabin on the mountain top by the homes. He would take me up the long dirt road in his jeep to spend days with him. He taught me how to identify tracks, and about the West Virginia wildlife. He also loved to have me sit on the mountain side and while eating a picnic lunch just watch the beauty of the mountain. He swore if I listened long enough I could hear the mountain talk. I was not happy however when he cooked ground hog or bear steaks or squirrels. We had serious words wow I was really giving him hell. Thanks for the memories, Terri Richey Terri Pascal You can no more win a war than you can win an earthquake. —Jeannette Rankin ************************************** See what's new at http://www.aol.com