It runs from 6 a.m. to 6 p.m., depending. Some people travel miles to Fly just to ride the ferry, Cochran said. In 1913 and 1937, flood water covered the road and Fly. Both dried out. The few stores and houses along the highway are squeezed along a narrow ribbon of land between the Ohio River and towering green walls of trees that are on the edge of Wayne National Forest.
Most folks live among the hills and ridges above the town.
Fly is pretty much like it always was. Isn't much different today. People with me here, when I was growing up, are pretty much gone now. But as the old die and young people leave for jobs and education miles from home, it seems smaller day by day. I used to have a busload of kids.