I recall my mother and dad speaking of the bus that ran between GLensfork and Columbia. The bus was operated by Mr. Otis Lewis. I can barely remember Mr. Lewis, but I remember that he repaired the little bell on my fire engine pedal car one day at my uncle's store (Samuel Aaron & Co.). It is strange how little things like that remain in your memory from childhood.

It was also quite an experience as a young child to ride with my parents on the greyhound bus to Louisville. You could depart early in the morning and return that night. For a little boy from GLensfork, Fourth street in Louisville seemed like New York City. My how the world has changed. -Brad Conover