The following biography of Richard Johnson (Col. Dick) Alexander was contributed by Carole Alexander Brady. The biography was most likely written by a descendant of Richard's brother, James Alexander Jr., who had settled in Polk Co., Oregon. There is no date on the biography, but from the context, it would have been written prior to Richard's death in 1912. The biography is type-written on stationary belonging to Goile D. Alexander and DelRoy R. Alexander, with the following header: "THE HILL TOP DAIRY RANCH ALEXANDER BROS, Prop. REGISTERED CHESTER WHITE HOGS, TANCARD WHITE LEGHORNS AND BOURBON RED TURKEYS. INDEPENDENCE, OREGON .............. 192...." "MAN OF HISTORY - Uncle Richard Alexander is a resident of McBrayer and is a gentleman of the old school. He remembers dates as well as most people remember yesterday and he never gets mixed up. He is the only living great grand son of Robert McAfee, the noted pioneer settler of Kentucky, who came to this state shortly after Daneil Boone and located near McAfee, Mercer County. By inheritance, Uncle Dick has in his possession a diary kept by McAfee during his lifetime. From this book it is learned that he settled in Mercer County on the seventh of June 1771. Samuel Adams, grandfather of Uncle Dick, James McCoun, Samuel Lawrence walked from Virginia and located where the beautiful city of Lawrenceburg now stands; that was in 1705 and the place was a rough thicket. The three men cleared a space at the rear of Hagerman's Hardware store and erected a log cabin. The place grew slowly, and finally, when it was large enough to be denominated a village, the settlers called it Lawrenceburg in honor of Samuel Lawrence. Uncle Dick lives on the same spot where his grandfather William Alexander located when he came to the state with the early settlers. His memory runs back for years. The coldest day ever experienced in the United States was in January 1798. Uncle Dick said his father went out into the yard on that day and threw up boiling water and it came down ice. In other words it took a quarter of a second to freeze boiling water. Horses, deer and other beasts of the fields were found standing stiff in the fields having frozen to death in their tracks while in the act of walking. THis cold day was called Blue Friday. In June, 1804, the woods were burnt. By this is meant that there was a heavy freeze in the month of June, which completely killed all kinds of vegetation. Shortly after the freeze it looked like a big fire had swept over the country. In the same year the stars fell and rolled over mother earth like marbles. Men, women and children were frightened senseless when the heavenly luminaries began falling like rain from a clear sky. Uncle Dick prides himself especially on his corn. The first corn was planted in Kentucky in 1774 by Jacob Sadenske near McAfee. Uncle Dick's ancestors secured seed from Sadenske and the same has been handed down from generation to generation during his long life Uncle Dick has used no other corn. He does not beleive that there is such a thing as seed running out. He shows his corn at the fairs and has never failed to take a premium and in his younger days he carried his premium corn to every state in the union and now has an exhibition, blue ribbons to tell the tale." (page 2) (The following appears to be a transcription of an article published in the "Harrodsburg Democrat". There is no date, but was most likely written in August 1903.) "CENTENARIAN WHISKEY" "Col. Dick Alexander to Open a Jug of One-Hundred-Year-Old Liquor September 20th." "It would seem almost incredible that a man in Kentucky could keep a jug of one-hundred-year-old whiskey corked up sitting around his house, but such is true of Col. Dick Alexander who lives near Bell's ford, on Salt river. He has a three-gallon jug of liquor that was distilled by his grandfather on September 20, 1803, the same day on which his only daughter was married. On the day that the whiskey was distilled it was placed in the jug, sealed and dated, and has been handed down from generation to generation with the understanding that it was not to be opened for one hundred years. Those who have handled the jug say that it appears from the shaking as if about half the liquor had evaporated and the remainder is about as thick as sugar-tree molasses. Col. Alexander also has two jars of peach preserves that were put up fifty-three years ago. Mr. Alexander has decided to celebrate the one hundredth anniversary of the whiskey on the 20th dy of next month the seal of the jug will be broken and the two jars of peach preserves opened. He has invited a number of friends to be present on that day. Among the distinguished guests who have been extended invitations to be present at the jug-opening are Gov. J. C. W. Beckham, William Kennings Bryan, Henry Watterson, W. C. P. Breckinridge and W. P. Walton, and it is quite likely they will come. --Harrodsburg's Mulhattan in Harrodsburg Democrat." (at the bottom of page 2 is the following handwritten note:) "Our great grandfather Wm. Alexander was wounded at the battle of Brandy wine and my father has in his possession a pair of bullet molds that he molded bullets at Vally Forge in. The great-grandfather McAfee was a general during the war. There is a beautiful old stone house that still stands in Kentucky built by him about 1792."