Monday, December 12, 2011

Moonshine

Elva Funk, Dolph's cousin interviewed and taped the conversation with Adolph (Dolph's dad)in 1989. This is taken from the typed copy...


Elva:  Moonshine, we were on the moonshine.

 Adolph:  "Oh, yeah.  Make a little moonshine.  Well, again, after it got started out Dad got a still fixed up.  We had to hide out with the dang thing.  They made some moonshine there at home in us boy's bedroom for a while.   And then we moved it up to a neighbor's place that they had moved out of (about 1/2 hour from our place.)  We went up there and run off several batches.  Then we went over to the Kurchers.  Each of us had our distillery."

 Elva:  "And the sheriff came out there one day?"

 Adolph:  "He came and knocked on the door and dad was gone.  We had the stuff brewing down next to the old barn right next to the side of the creek.  We'd been letting it go so dang long we just got careless.  We had the still down in the potato cellar.  The sheriff was working with Dad as Dad was on the school board    and that kind of stuff.  They got well acquainted and he was over at Roberts a lot of the time where they had contact.  He said that he had heard rumors and he was forced to come out and take a look.  I told him 'yes, go ahead, take a look.  As quickly as he moved out there and went toward the shed (used for a car garage), Mamie lighted out around the house the other way and down to the barn. There was a regular 40 gal. barrel filled up pretty well to the top with mash.  She just pushed it over.  There was nothing there when..."

 Elva:  "Wouldn't there have been an odor to some of that?"

 Adolph:  "Oh, hell yes!  He could have gathered some up, but...  He came in the house and looked around a little and there was a stovepipe going through into our bedroom.  He went and looked in there, but we had moved the still out of there. Anyhow he didn't do a very big job of trying to find it."

Another Lundholm Story as Adolph told it...

Adolph's dad, Sam had gotten a blackberry thorn in his finger. He had let it go and the finger eventually got gangrene in it and was extremely painful. He asked Adolph to take him from Sweet Home to the old hospital in the old Scroggin's house in Lebanon (about 13 miles). The road from Sweet Home was dirt. When the ruts were too deep and muddy, they just drove over a little further to miss them. The radiator of the old Model A had a hole in it and they kept having to stop to add water. Sam told Adolph to quit stopping...it didn't do any good because the radiator wouldn't hold water anyway! When after many hours they finally got to Lebanon, the doctor looked at Sam's finger. Said, 'Yes, he could take car of that.' Giving Sam a little bit of anesthetic, he had him put his finger on the table, took a nearby cleaver, and whacked his finger off.