Thought the water line under my trailer had started to leak this morning. When I went to do some dishes and no water came out I went outside to see if some one had turned the spigot off and found a puddle of water right out side the door. A sight you really don't want to see first thing in the morning. Turns out it was actually the hose from the trailer next door that had sprouted a leak, but still, it wasn't a fun thought.

   In the end the dishes got done and I got a good shower. Have found out by experience that if you do the dishes first, the burner on the water heater will usually kick on and warm the water up a bit more before you take your shower. It's a minor thing, but it makes a difference, and sometimes the little pleasures in life are worth the wait.

   One pleasure I can do without is getting my hair cut, but today was the day to get it done. You can only postpone it so long and then it starts to drive you crazy. Finding a decent place is always a crap shoot.... today wasn't the best, but certainly not the worst either. So it's done, it's a lot shorter and with any luck there will be no need for another for at least another month, maybe two. Now if I could just get some of the grey out of it.

    Most of the rest of the day was spent wandering around the city looking at different area's. Lexington is really quiet lovely. A bit of that old southern feel to it and a bit of modern. What I find interesting is that people's accents here seem much more 'southern' to me than a lot of the one's I heard way down south. Who knew? Still like it though, it's not quiet as nice, or as sexy as one from England, or my all time favorite, Australia, but there is just something really charming about a waitress calling you 'dawhlin' and wanting to know if you need a refill.

   My last group of photo's from Fort Klock. Hope some of you at least have enjoyed them.

One of two main Klock cemeteries in the area. There are many more places around the county that have individual Klock's buried in them. This one, and one other, appear to be reserved for Klock's and their relatives as well as a few select individuals.

A large cemetery of several acres in size, there are quite a few people buried here, a lot more than the headstones suggest. There are quite a few soldiers from the Revolutionary War as well as the French-Indian wars. Also interred are many local indians as well as several people who worked for the Klock's, including several slaves that the family once 'owned'. Having toured the south east for the last two years I am still trying to wrap my mind around the idea of people thinking that it was okay to 'own' another human being. (Even though it wasn't a strictly southern institution obviously, since this was New York). I always come back to the fact that I would not have liked being a slave myself, no matter how well treated or mistreated, nor where my master thought I should or could be buried.  

The stone wall in this picture is one side of the original foundation for the Klock's own church. Not on the Fort Klock site, this cemetery and church are closer to Col. Jacob Klock's home just to the west a couple of miles. The headstones within the foundation, there are 4 total, are for the 4 original preachers that had this as their church. All of them had been laid to rest under the original church.

The original patriarch of the Klock family, at least here in the new world. The dates are 1668-1760, so 92 years old at his death.

Another side of the family. The Nellis family was one of 4 family's in this area, including the Klock's, who seemed to inter-mary on a regular basis. In addition to the Nellis family there were also the Beekman's and Walrath's. These two were some of the earliest and they owned the Nellis Tavern about a mile west of the Fort Klock. They were both killed in a horse and wagon accident one night on their way back to the tavern. This is Christian Nellis and Barvalis Klock. b
Both were born in 1697 and died in 1771.

I believe this would of been the 'Old George' Klock that is mentioned pretty often in our history. He was evidently a pretty cantankerous old guy who didn't seem to get along very well with the neighbors or the native Indians in the area. Always seems to be at least one in every family. 1714-1790

Another old Nellis relative.

Johannes Klock, a private in the NY Militia during the Revolutionary War. 1711-1801. Another one of those really long lived Klock's