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From: "J.P. Downard" <>
Subject: Re: [KYBREATH-L] Jay Dickey's Diary
Date: Fri, 22 May 1998 10:07:53 -0400


At 03:59 AM 5/22/98 -0400, you wrote:
>John Jay DICKEY (1842-1934) was the son of William and Malinda QUINN
>DICKEY, and was the 5th of 7 children. He was born in Fleming County,
>Kentucky. John Jay married Sara Ida PHILLIPS on January 24, 1901 at
>Flemingsburg, Fleming Co., Ky. No children bless this union. His wife
>died October 5, 1917. He died April 2, 1934 at Flemingsburg. As a circuit
>rider preacher and teacher, Rev. Dickey felt an urgent need to make a
>genealogical record of all the families who would co-operate. On several
>occasions he wrote he didn't know why he felt compelled to record this
>information.
>
>There are 7 rolls of microfilm comprising the "Dickey Diary". Reel #3 has
>been transcribed and can be purchased.
>
>Glenda
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Glenda:
You might want to doublecheck your information on children born to John J.
Dickey. I have a poem written by his son called "TRAPPED" when he was at the
funeral of Floyd COLLINS. Floyd's father had asked John J. Dickey to preach
the funeral of his son at the cave. I'll include the poem below for anyone
interested. JPD

TRAPPED

In nineteen hundred twenty-five,
"Twas in my fifteenth year.
I witnessed such a tragedy;
A cave became a bier.

His name was Floyd Collins,
Spelunker's work today
That he'd be called. He crawled in caves;
Exploring was his way.

But in the dead of winter,
With snow the land was capped,
Alone in damp and bleak Sand Cave,
Floyd Collins was entrapped.

They tried to get him out the way
He went into the cave,
And many men worked at the job,
Men dauntless, stout, and brave.

Their strenuous efforts came to naught,
So down into the ground
They sank a shaft to reach the man
And there his body found.

His father, Homer, knew my Dad
and asked Dad to give
The funeral sermon then and there.
Flyod's body did not live.

The Pathe camera's ground away
As Dad the sermon preached.
The news heard all round the world,
To millions it was reached.

Save war, 'twas biggest human interest tale
In more than hundred years.
It caught world-wide attention and
moved many folks to tears.

I went with Dad when he did go
To Sand Cave and did pray
To God to save Floyd Collins' life
Before he passed away.

In Trapped, by Bruckner, Murray, too
You can pursue this tale.
It sometimes makes your blood run cold
And makes your face turn pale.

BY JOHN EDWARD DICKEY,
SON OF THE FAMOUS JOHN JAY DICKEY

The above poem is one I thought genealogists and others might be
interested in. J.P. Downard of nearby Louisville, KY.
Skeets Miller won the Pulitzer Prize for his report in the Courier-
Journal.

J.P. DOWNARD: 838 Perennial Dr., Louisville, KY 40217. 502-635-5304.
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