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The Hill House Bed and Breakfast has been around for quite a while before my wife, and I purchased the property. We are located on the Bourbon Trail in Loretto Kentucky and are near quite a few distilleries. Less than 3 miles from Maker’s Mark, 9 miles from Limestone Branch and the new Jefferson’s Brand and only 12 miles from Bardstown which is considered ‘The Bourbon Capital of the World’. We fully embrace the way of life on The Bourbon Trail and realize it attracts close to 3 million visitors each year. We have learned about the importance of bourbon and realize the most expensive bottles ever distilled come from this area. There is a unique history associated with the Bourbon Trail, but we never knew the extent of the events that occurred in our humble abode until very recently.
It was a weekday in early October, and we finally decided to go up in the expansive attic and do a little fall cleaning. The various left-over Christmas decorations were scattered about, but what most intrigued us was the pile of unmarked boxes pushed into the corner. We had briefly opened them when we first moved in, and it looked like they were mostly older books and games. We decided to go through each box and look at the contents and make keep-piles, trash-piles and donate-piles. About one hour into this process, we moved one of the larger boxes towards the stairs and inadvertently pulled up the end of an old 1x6 board underneath the box. I started to replace the board but noticed some type of yellowing protective parchment paper stuck between the joists. I carefully pulled the wrapped package from beneath the floor and realized it contained a pile of old-style journals tied together with leather wraps. I removed the yellow outer paper and pulled the first journal off the top and browsed the contents. It appeared to be a reconciliation of certain days at the Inn during the1880’s including guests and other information. The first letter read as follows……
“Papa used to read us bedtime stories most every night. It wasn’t your normal kid stories but paragraphs from classic Shakespearean characters like Aragon, Romeo and Elsinore. His booming voice would echo off the 10-foot ceilings of the bedroom that my sister Sierra and I shared. We were enthralled with his storytelling ability, unlike our hound dog India who was curled up asleep on the round rug at the foot of the bed. His stories would seldom stray from Shakespeare however he had started reading a book recently released about a young boy named Tom Sawyer who loved to get in trouble in his Mississippi delta playground. My favorite story being where Tom tricked his friend Joe Harper by creating an echo in the deep woods of Missouri. Nothing pleased me more than listening to these well-told stories, but my sister was of a different note in her favorite memories. She often talked of the fancy dinner parties in the downstairs living room where guests were dressed in impeccable white clothing dancing a waltz in the early hours. A crackling fire was built in the large fireplace and it showered warmth on all who braved this cold November night. And as the night progressed, watching as our Argentinian cook began teaching the most daring guests a new dance from her country called the tango. It was a sight she said would always hold a special place in her heart.”
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