If you could somehow imagine a vastness of farmland in the middle of nowheresville. That’s what its like in Fountain Run, KY. The Scottsville hayride was yesterday. I arrived in just enough time to load up on the wagon to go down to the wiener road area.
It was good to see everyone. It’s sorta a reunion of sorts. Even people who don’t necessarily go to church at Scottsville regularly were there. 3 wagons were needed for everyone. It was sorta different this year in that they were having it on Sunday night rather than Saturday.
The scare factor was there. John, Daniel, and Brian put on a good show. Rented a large stuffed bat to hang from the trees. $125 if it is damaged. My job was to lower it and raise it when the hayriders arrived on the way back. Chainsaw without the chain. Strobe lights. Generators to supply the strobelight power.
John tells me that they have Mexicans working on their farm. They supply them with a trailer and a house. Probably earning some cash to send back home. It’s almost as if it is subtle slavery all over again. Or at least that’s how John put it.
I always go through Lafayette to get to Fountain Run. At least for this hayride. Lafeyette has no red lights…at least in the downtown area. Just two 4 way stops. Right beside the Super Walmart and the combination KFC/Long John Silvers. Co-branding, they call it. MJ has a KFC/Taco Bell. All of this from Yum! brands.