Death by Shock by Abigail Keam

Author:Abigail Keam
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Kentucky
ISBN: 9781953478030
Publisher: Worker Bee Press
Published: 2021-11-06T00:00:00+00:00

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The life-sized replica of Fort Boonesborough was a short distance from our dig, but still too far for me to walk with my bad leg, so I rented a golf cart from the camp store since our vehicles weren’t allowed off the grounds until they had all been searched. I left the keys in my van, pretty sure no one would steal it with all the cops around.

Baby and I first putt-putted over to the pool area and watched the workers furiously cleaning and painting the facility getting ready for the upcoming swim season. The pool was in a pretty area overlooking the Kentucky River and the Palisades. It was a nice pool, but should have been three times the size for the number of people it served.

I think all city and state pools should have a section of the pool that is off limits to children at all times. Children scream, splash, push, and are in general unpleasant in and around water. They also pee in the water. Come on, we all know it.

It seems to me that the people, who pay for these pools, i.e. adults, never get to enjoy them in peace, but then you know my opinion of children in general—best seen, not heard. Of course, there are parents who gladly drop their kids off for an afternoon’s swim so they can have an hour of calm sipping their Bloody Marys and reading a good mystery. That’s what I would do if I didn’t have a pool of my own. After watching the workmen for a while, I scooted over to the fort, parking my cart near the entrance.

After paying for a ticket and a pamphlet, I entered the fort. Since Baby stayed glued by my side, no one said he couldn’t enter, so we wandered about. There were several sheep happily grazing in a grass enclosure surrounded by log walls, log houses, and two-story blockhouses with slits on the back walls for musket barrels to slide through to shoot at enemies of which there were aplenty at the time the fort was built. After all, the European settlers were breaking the treaty and trespassing on Native American land.

I sat on a bench reading my pamphlet and observing the fort. Near the back, a blacksmith banged away at his outdoor forge while a reenactment actress, dressed in eighteenth-century garb, boiled water in a huge kettle demonstrating how the frontiersmen washed their clothes. I’m being facetious here when I say “frontiersmen.” We know who carried the wood and hauled the water to boil and sanitize the wash—wives, children, African slaves, and European “indentured servants,” which is a polite term for temporary slaves. They served a seven or a fourteen year contract in exchange for passage to the New World, but people could be forced to work as such for a myriad of reasons.

Lexington’s most famous indentured servant was a white man named William “King” Solomon, who was a chronic alcoholic. After being arrested once too often for

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