A Chance Encounter

One day in early spring of 1945 as I was
taking a stroll around the square in
McConnelsville, I passed Danford's Pharmacy
heading for the Blue Bell for a tall cool one - a
Coke that is.

As I paused at the curb, a tall man,
wearing a black cloak and carrying a cane, came to rest at the same time. Dr. James Ball Naylor was heading across the street to the Kennebec Hotel to address the Rotary Club.

As we crossed the street, being a young lad of 15 years, I was thinking of all the questions that came rushing into my head such as how and where he got all the ideas for the wonderful stories that he wrote. But the opportunity passed so quickly and we were both off on our separate ways, never to meet again.

I am sure that in the spirit of his famous poem of the same name, he really was "Dr. John Goodfellow - Office upstairs," and that some time in the distant future, we will meet again.

Here are a few of his writings:

OLD HOME WEEK

RALPH MARLOWE

THE KENTUCKIAN

IN THE THE DAY'S OF ST.CLAIR

UNDER MAD ANTHONY'S BANNER

CABIN IN THE BIG WOODS

GOLDEN ROD AND THISSLE DOWN

THE SIGN OF THE PROPHET

SONGS FROM THE HEART OF THINGS

A BOOK OF BUCKEYE VERSE