I was the seventh child of 12 and lived in Esmont most of my life. I had a good childhood. My parents were excellent. I truly loved them. My dad was a deacon, and my mother was a teacher and a preacher ...
I was the only one in our section that, you know, didn’t go away to work. I ran the store close by and I had a station wagon. One day, one of the older folks got real sick. No one else was around ...
You start raising the hog ‘til he’s big and fat. Then, in the Fall, you chase him around the yard and catch him ...
~ as described by Virginia Nelson
~ by Nancy Luck
~ Stories by Peggy Purvis Denby
To dig an outside toilet, you must dig a hole four by four feet wide and six feet deep. The materials needed for this building are a saw, hammer, nails, plywood, shovels, hoe, square, and a mattock ...
~ by Dorothy Harris
~ by Ruth Ward
~ as described by Nancy Wheeler
Cracklins—dried, rendered fat, lard.
Cracklin bread—cornbread made with the cracklins from the lard ...
~ by Maryann MacConochie
~ by Anna Boling
We moved to Esmont in the early 1940's from Schuyler, Va. My parents were Lacy R. Adcock and Grace Rittenhouse Adcock. My two sisters Janice Adcock Stotler and Kaye Adcock Denby Williams...
- by Kathryn Wilkinson Clerico
~ Melva Adcock Purvis
Back in the ‘30s and ‘40s, one had to go down the hill to the spring to get water—water for drinking, cooing, bathing, and washing clothes. Sometimes rain water was caught in a barrel sitting under the roof for washing clothes ...
~ as told by Anna Agee Nelson
Since the quarry shut down, the town is a ghost of times past, but for those who call it Home, there is certainly life in Esmont ...
I was born in a little place called Esmont about twenty miles southwest of Charlottesville, Virginia. The house where my parents lived at the time of my birth was on property owned by Mrs. Laura Lane...
~ as recalled by Waltine Eubanks
~ by Lorraine Paige
Published with permission of Daniel R. Friedman
Growing up in Esmont was a good thing, with lots of people and lots of kids. There were five stores and another temporary one in that small village of 500-600 people which also had a train running through it ...
~ by Pete Purvis
In the Spring, pick the poke early while it’s still small to the ground. Wash it real good in salt water ...