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Kentucky Color: Smokey, how the legend began By Billy Joe Fudge Dad was born in 1925 and as a young man growing up in Tory, he was a trapper and hunter in the 1930s and 1940s. Most hunting and trapping back in his growing-up days was to provide much needed meat for the table and to put some money in the family's survival fund. However, by the time I came along, Dad was fox hunting at night for pleasure. I remember before the age of 5, Dad had two fox hounds, Rainbow and Alec. Rainbow was a sorta Black and Tan with nuances of those colors. He was heavily built, and I remember riding on his back. Alec was, according to my memory banks, a more slender, streamlined dog and grayish in color. I remember playing with them in the yard. The green hickory nuts on the ground would hurt my feet. We lived at the end of a dirt road. I was starting school at 6 years old and the school bus could not negotiate our road. My Pa Fudge had been rendered weak and unable to work by a stroke. He and Ma lived in a house about 100 yards from our house. Dad and Pa decided that they would have to move closer to town where Momma could get a job to supplement the family farm income, where I could catch the school bus and my Pa Stotts would be close by for family support as well. They bought the family farm I grew up on from Doc Walker and Perry Burchett. It was located on Harvey's Ridge Road, 1 mile exactly from Highway 61 at Gordon and Gladys Wheeler's store. Dad was farming during the spring, summer and fall and working in the log woods and at the sawmill for Mr. Frank Lancaster during the winter. Momma was working at Lyon Uniform and at Circle R during my early school years. Needless to say, Dad had no time or energy to be fox hunting at night; Rainbow and Alec had to go. As a child, I really hated to see them go. Little did I know that conditions were being set for the most mentally ambidextrous, intelligent and talented bird dog that ever lived to enter my life. Smokey, the Great Wooded South Legend, was about to take the stage and change the life of many for the better. This story was posted on 2025-03-17 15:49:11
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