Clyde Holmes and Shine

By Owen and Janice Collins

I never fox hunted, but I wish I had. It was a popular sport when I was a boy in Breathitt County. My mother used to “fuss” at Corsey who lived above us on Linden Fork of Cane Creek. He fed his dogs hamburger which was a delicacy; we ate chicken and pork, not hamburger. Corsey had been known to pay $500 for a foxhound in the late 1940s, and he was a man of modest means.