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Melcenia Fields; the Hermit of Beury — 3 Comments

  1. This is some cool story’s. I also lived on beury mountain with my wife in the old school house that is still standing and I still own it and it’s still in good shape. There’s only one person living on beury mountain and he lives in the school house that I made into a home. I lived in the school house about 12 years from about 1994 to 2007 and loved beury mountain and still go up there about every week. My name is Marvin Dilley.

  2. A lot of these stories is simply not true I was born at Demmock WV in 1935 we moved to Beury in1936 when I was a year old. We lived there untill 1941 then moved up the track out of the old Beury Mansion out from the store building until 1953 Melcinia did not move to Beury until sometime in ’49 she moved there in a house beside the old Beury mansion along with Sally Green and 2 other families which was Jesse Webb, and George Branham way after Johnny Redden moved away it was behind or you might say over from the old Beury mansion near the creek that ran beside of it. My Dad started working at Fire Creek mines in 1936. and we moved to Beury in 1936 moved in a house out the road after Bill Jordan moved out of it by the
    time I was 5 yrs old. We lived there till 1953 my first child was born there in 1950 died at birth then another was born in 1952 there. But my parents did not move away until
    1953 to Layland WV. They lived there for many years till water raised and took over. They moved to Hemlock below Layland until their death my Dad in 1980 and my Mom in 1983. But my sister lived there till she passed on in 1992. Yes I’m an old Beury river rat from way back. I miss those days growing up in Beury going to Fire Creek school till Fire Creek blew out in 1947 or 1948 I think and people moved away to other towns. Only a few blacks left and maybe 2 or 3 white familys.Then eventually no one. just an abandoned little place where I grew up and once walked to school from Beury to Fire Creek singing loud on the way to school and back home where no one could hear me. Except the birds the trees the railroad tracks A little place called Beury WV. Wish I could just go back and relive a night for just one day again. Sitting
    on the porch every night just me and my guitar singing my heart out to the moon the stars and the river and the trees. Those days are past and gone but the memories still linger on till the day it’s over for good.

    • Hi, Dollie my name is Brian Martin I’m from the Oak hill area. I spent a lot of my childhood growing up along the New River also. I have always been interested in the History. It is a forgotten place & time & I want to learn all the memories I can & try to pass them on when I can in hopes of keeping those memories alive. I would love to be able to talk with you & here more of your stories of your childhood there. I very much enjoyed reading what you wrote. My email is [email protected] please contact me would love to hear more stories of growing up on the New River.

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