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Jerry Stinson
In the deepest part of southern Kentucky, some fifteen miles south of Monticello, tucked in the woods in a little one-room cabin with no electricity or running water in the early hours of a July, a...view moreIn the deepest part of southern Kentucky, some fifteen miles south of Monticello, tucked in the woods in a little one-room cabin with no electricity or running water in the early hours of a July, a young woman (my mom) went into labor. And with no car and no way of contacting a doctor, my dad ran up the dirt road and through the woods to the nearest house to get the old lady that lived there. And soon they returned, packing a kerosene lantern, telling my dad to boil some water as she prepared, and after a long night some time after 3:00 a.m. on July 13, 1959, my mom, at the young age of fifteen, had just gave birth to her third child—me, Jerry Wayne Stinson.
And with no scales or measuring device, I never knew how much I weighed or how long I was. My mom struggled all night, and sometime during the night, she lost her wedding ring. And some two weeks later, a doctor stopped by to verify that I had indeed arrived so this could be documented for the record of birth. And in the coming years, I would be joined by seven more siblings, making it ten kids. And as the years went by, we moved to Newport, Kentucky. And since the age of seventy, I have rescued and saved over a dozen lives. I have received many awards that I am proud of and also took a lot hits from people, because as it would appear, I was always the first on the scene of an accident.
Some people call me a hero or a guardian angel; others say it’s a curse maybe you cause them. But in the end, I am very proud of my accomplishments. And never hearing stories from my parents or grandparents of things they did when they were young, I decided to write books telling my stories so that my grandchildren, if I don’t live long enough to tell them, can read about just what kind of man there Paw paw was.view less