1. The Menefee family still own the quarry and they lease it to the current operators APAC which is owned by Old Castle.

  2. My grandfather, Millard Barebo, was the manager of the limestone quarry when my mother was growing up (She was born in 1916). I have a photo of the limestone operation. I can send you a jpg of it to add to this entry.

  3. My grandparents lived at Brickey’s . Two of their daughters use to get up early and walk to the school and start the fire to have the building warm by the time school started. My grandfather worked at the landing where the boats came in. They had ten children. My mother was the last child born while they lived there. They moved to Crystal City shortly after my mother turned a year old. My grandparents wanted to give their children a better education. The school at Brickey’s on went to the eighth grade.

  4. There is a road named Brickey headed west and I can follow it to French Village over toward Bonne Terre. Do you know what its intended destination was? Please.

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      Please send a link to the beginning of this road in Bonne Terre as I’m unable to find it. There is one Brickey Rd that goes from Hwy Y then pretty much North, turns into French Village Rd and connects to Dry Fork near DD. My guess would be maybe an original road from wherever it started to the Brickey area because if you then got on DD and followed it toward the Mississippi River, it turns into OO then at 61 it is no longer highway and is Brickeys Road.

  5. My name is Dennis Carron, In the 1970s my family lived in brickeys hollow by the old rock crusher. My parents was Raymond and Mary Carron. I have two brothers Larry , and Tony, and a sister Tracy Carron. My Aunt and Uncle also lived there Henry and Mamie Aubuchon. They were the caretakers at that time. My brothers and sister and I always talk about what a great place Brickeys Mo . was to grow up in. We had 3000 acres to run around in. and all the wildlife to hunt and fish. Plus it was right next to the Mississippi river. We can literally say we grew up in the boondocks ! Its a shame what the Quarry has done to the place. None of us can drive back Brickeys road without crying , its way too hard ! but the memories remain. We feel lucky to have grown up there. it was as close to heaven as weve ever felt . Id really appreciate it , if anyone can contact me with some pictures of the old town, Prior the the 1980s A lot of my relatives from the older generations grew up there as well !

    1. My grandparents, Ralph & Selma Nugent, lived in the main house of Brickey’s from the early 40s – 1970.
      Grandpa was overseer of the property for Mrs. Rombauer. He had also worked on the railroad and read the river gauge for the Core of Engineers.
      I have a lot of memories to share, but will wait until I see this posted as I previously had written a more lengthy article that has not been posted.

  6. My grandparents, Ralph & Selma Nugent, lived in the house referred to in the history as a boarding house from the early 1940s until Grandpa moved to WI in 1970, shortly after Grandma passed away. He was the over-seer of the property which I had always understood to be 5000 acres. I also believed that the big house had been a hotel during the riverboat days.

    My Uncle Richard Nugent went to the little school and I remember riding with him on his horse, Nellie, to go to the school for an Easter Egg Hunt or something. I was very small then.

    Grandpa worked for Mrs. Rombauer, a lovely lady who lived in a house way up on the cliff overlooking the river and the IL side. Mamie and Henry Aubuchon, children Melvin and Betty, lived up on a hill from the little area I now know was called String Town. I enjoyed many hours there with them. We kept in touch until we were all married.

    I spent many summers in Brickeys, my favorite place on earth. I truly believed it to be a magical place!
    The Post Office was in one end of my grandparent’s house and Grandma & I spent time visiting with Post Mistress, Dorothy Reed. I was fascinated with how the mail was put into a canvas pouch to be snatched by a train conductor with a big hook. Another bag was thrown off the train to be picked up by Dorothy.

    Grandpa had to read the river gauge and put info. on a post card to be sent to the Cor. of Engineers. I remember one summer when the river got so high it surrounded the big house and I was sent to Flat River to stay with other relatives until the water receded.

    I loved being right on the river, watching the barges, listening to the water lapping up on the rocks, the big horns to warn other river traffic. At night, it was an awesome sight to see the lights from a passing barge as they swept the night sky. The trains were another fascination for me. I believed it was my duty to rush outside to wave to the engineer and the man in the caboose. I believed they knew I would be waiting for them!

    Grandpa also worked on the railroad. There was a bldg. across the tracks from the house that housed what we called a “put-put.” It was hand driven cart that would be pulled out and onto the tracks. Another man would come and he and Grandpa would pump the handles up and down to make it go. One night in particular, it was storming so badly and they had to go out on the tracks. I was so afraid they wouldn’t come back.

    I have so many more memories to share about this beautiful place so many of us remember. I’m glad to have found this site and hope to read & share more in the future.

    1. Jackie, How wonderful to hear how you described my home in Brickeys. Mamie and Henry were my aunt and uncle. My dad was Mamie’s brother. I was three years old when we moved into the house that you described and Aunt and Uncle lived in a trailer down from Mrs. Rombauer’s. I loved exploring that empty home on the bluff. We lived there for ten years and they were absolutely treasured, wonderful years for four kids. Did you know that Mrs. Ronbauer and her sister wrote the original Joy of Cooking Cookbook and Aunt Mamie had a first edition signed copy of that. I own my own new version and love it. Please please share more of your memories. These are things I have rarely heard as I was younger during my life there but I loved it. My main part of my email is brickeysbaby.

  7. My mother was born in a little house in Stringtown in 1927. We drove through there in the 1960’s & my grandmother would talk about living there. It was a great place in the summer walking through the caves where they had quarried out the rock. Always so nice & cool. If anyone has any old pictures they wouldn’t mind sharing with me I would really appreciate it. I too hate what has been done to the area. It’s very sad to those of us who had roots there.

  8. Mrs. A. P. Stelter (Hattie) was my great grandmother! Thrills me to see this, thank you.

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