hi this is greg go from seeing your perspective today we are continuing with the story of the disappearing villages of peter's time our subject today is a little hamlet of our hill is located a mile and a half north west of minissha it consists of a post office a store a school house eighteen houses and a tavern at one time sandy flack own a hotel and a saloon and sold whiskey this village is connected to the surrounding countryside by the mcmurry telephone company ok there was a post office there and the first post muster being john our being there was to post offices one assumed was dated eight hundred fifty seven the other in eight hundred seventy maybe our guests can clarify this for us and today our guests  hotel one time they called it back in the stagecoach days and i know a little boy used to go there and get the milk for mrs butler for my grandparents but there's always a big beautiful home to me the  n i heard read did you hear anything about that when i had heard about it being on the sheer property that it was a post office there i guess that must have been the one in eight hundred fifty seven i never heard of anything like that now i heard the same as bunnies heard about the butler house the only other orchid other building i member that i didn't well let's go back a ways my granddaddy he had a chicken coop they had bars there was a log school house there one time way back and maybe that's when that post office was there to aham no idea now i've heard my father say that this year place was like a hotel also for people to stay overnight while passing through the pits park and you tie their horses up a used to be a shed there but as far as the post office i don't know and i can remember the blacksmith shop  and the muscular man we had been the mighty oak tree in my grandad first took me up to get the horses and his tommy dixon comes i don't know he was a but five all about ninety pounds always seem so strange a little tommy's big yeah he didn't go according to the to the poem and i think he made me angry one time and never the horse got bashed and he took the hammer hit the horse on the that's what i remember the fireworks yeah we always look forward to those fireworks barn we have to go anywhere we just sat on our front porch and well yeah fireworks very nice people and i mean my granddaddy was  at the time and whenever the melons had a party on weekends or any food they had best of that usually put in a bag and bring it over to grandad's place where she was always happy to get it but the main the melons i mean for always bad but the rich people they were just regular honest to goodness regular people they cheated it's really before we get into too much there i thought maybe we would start down the road a little further like maybe the of course back in those days by hill road i can remember one thing distinctly as a kid the summertime the dust in your bare feet so dry and dusty and just go along kicking up the oh yeah one this is never going i was like a midwife and she went out if someone was going to have a baby oh i didn't own yeah my sister we had her for my sister when i first came  less gas she had no in the family next to a family member millers and mr miller he had experience in the oil fields or somewhere anyway he got to know corncob and holler that you know a little grandfather he was quite a joker he well he first started out he had just the saddle bags but then he got the horse and buggy and had the post office down the on the corner his store right across from talking and we'd build a mill mud hole down behind the stable we call the pine that was our swimming pool but it was one of the place to visit the neighborhood when the kids there and people i remember my granddad he's real happy said that they had ninety five percent taxes collected and they didn't have the money but they they brought whatever they could to pay for the ranks questions were a little bit different than these little bit yeah told that the other day and i mean did you have trouble know that your i guess was before your time i can remember hearing stories about the teacher that used to be up at that bar he was school i think they had a mrs hamilton and had to be they live down on just about rode the glen patterson farm oh yeah and she walk up there to teach her reed you remember when they were the phillips always had a horse right up to get the cows in right and take them back down and he had a dog and he would walk up the cows are usually up waiting to be around to find someone to play with when you had had time to play i mean were you two brothers down or no one he had a horse good riding voice you want to sell me for ten dollars which will myron i get ten dollars