We lived in West Logan. There is an alley that dips down over the hill on the right just before the Baptist Church. We lived on the riverbank side of the alley.
I can remember we had a peach tree in the back yard and I used to love to climb the tree and eat peaches. I was around 4 years old when we lived there.
I remember waking up in the backseat of the car one rainy night. The seat was full of boxes and my parents had put Billy and Rhonda and I in the floor in front of them. They were racing back to the house getting as much as they could out of it because the house was flooding from the Guyandotte River.
When I got older my mom told me that the water was swishing around our beds when they carried us out of the house. I of course don’t remember any of that. What I do remember was losing my building blocks and my Raggedy Andy doll. A great tradgedy to a 4 year old.
My dad borrowed Johnny Fortuna’s delivery truck to load as much of our furniture in it as he could get. Johnnny and his son’s helped my dad get the stuff out of the house. He owned Johnny’s Market which was a produce market in Logan in the 60’s and 70’s and 80’s.
They took us to a friends house in McConnell to stay until the water went down. The water was up almost to the top of the refrigerator they said. I can still remember the water line on the walls. It took them a week to clean all the river mud out of the house before we could move back in.