Spouse of Ruth Hicks
Hewie Hicks was the son of Ballard Hicks and Ora Wicker Hicks. He was a coal miner for all of his working life and died in a roof fall on what was supposed to have been his last day to work. He lived nearly his entire life at Mousie, KY, within a few miles of where he was born. His wife, Ruth Hicks, said that on the morning Hewie was killed he walked across the swinging bridge to where he parked his truck on the side of the highway. She said she watched out the window every morning till he drove away and on that particular morning she said she saw him start the truck and turn on his parking lights but not pull out for quite some time. She always believed that he had a premonition that he was going to die. He had been married twice before he met and married Ruth. But in Ruth, he found the love of his life. She helped him raise his youngest son Jethro and loved him until the day she died. Hewie loved to work in the garden and also raised flowers. He would trade cutting of flowers with my mother, Mellie Hicks, who was his step-mother. His roses were beautiful. Hewie had graduated from the Hindman Settlement School and he and I had one teacher in common, the famous Appalachian Poet and Social Activist Don West. The first time I ever met Don West he immediately remembered Hewie even though it had been many years since he had taught him. Don spoke fondly of Hewie, his intelligence, work ethic, and high potential.
Written by his brother, Roger D. Hicks
Hewie Hicks was the son of Ballard Hicks and Ora Wicker Hicks. He was a coal miner for all of his working life and died in a roof fall on what was supposed to have been his last day to work. He lived nearly his entire life at Mousie, KY, within a few miles of where he was born. His wife, Ruth Hicks, said that on the morning Hewie was killed he walked across the swinging bridge to where he parked his truck on the side of the highway. She said she watched out the window every morning till he drove away and on that particular morning she said she saw him start the truck and turn on his parking lights but not pull out for quite some time. She always believed that he had a premonition that he was going to die. He had been married twice before he met and married Ruth. But in Ruth, he found the love of his life. She helped him raise his youngest son Jethro and loved him until the day she died. Hewie loved to work in the garden and also raised flowers. He would trade cutting of flowers with my mother, Mellie Hicks, who was his step-mother. His roses were beautiful. Hewie had graduated from the Hindman Settlement School and he and I had one teacher in common, the famous Appalachian Poet and Social Activist Don West. The first time I ever met Don West he immediately remembered Hewie even though it had been many years since he had taught him. Don spoke fondly of Hewie, his intelligence, work ethic, and high potential.
Written by his brother, Roger D. Hicks
Spouse of Ruth Hicks
Hewie Hicks was the son of Ballard Hicks and Ora Wicker Hicks. He was a coal miner for all of his working life and died in a roof fall on what was supposed to have been his last day to work. He lived nearly his entire life at Mousie, KY, within a few miles of where he was born. His wife, Ruth Hicks, said that on the morning Hewie was killed he walked across the swinging bridge to where he parked his truck on the side of the highway. She said she watched out the window every morning till he drove away and on that particular morning she said she saw him start the truck and turn on his parking lights but not pull out for quite some time. She always believed that he had a premonition that he was going to die. He had been married twice before he met and married Ruth. But in Ruth, he found the love of his life. She helped him raise his youngest son Jethro and loved him until the day she died. Hewie loved to work in the garden and also raised flowers. He would trade cutting of flowers with my mother, Mellie Hicks, who was his step-mother. His roses were beautiful. Hewie had graduated from the Hindman Settlement School and he and I had one teacher in common, the famous Appalachian Poet and Social Activist Don West. The first time I ever met Don West he immediately remembered Hewie even though it had been many years since he had taught him. Don spoke fondly of Hewie, his intelligence, work ethic, and high potential.
Written by his brother, Roger D. Hicks
Hewie Hicks was the son of Ballard Hicks and Ora Wicker Hicks. He was a coal miner for all of his working life and died in a roof fall on what was supposed to have been his last day to work. He lived nearly his entire life at Mousie, KY, within a few miles of where he was born. His wife, Ruth Hicks, said that on the morning Hewie was killed he walked across the swinging bridge to where he parked his truck on the side of the highway. She said she watched out the window every morning till he drove away and on that particular morning she said she saw him start the truck and turn on his parking lights but not pull out for quite some time. She always believed that he had a premonition that he was going to die. He had been married twice before he met and married Ruth. But in Ruth, he found the love of his life. She helped him raise his youngest son Jethro and loved him until the day she died. Hewie loved to work in the garden and also raised flowers. He would trade cutting of flowers with my mother, Mellie Hicks, who was his step-mother. His roses were beautiful. Hewie had graduated from the Hindman Settlement School and he and I had one teacher in common, the famous Appalachian Poet and Social Activist Don West. The first time I ever met Don West he immediately remembered Hewie even though it had been many years since he had taught him. Don spoke fondly of Hewie, his intelligence, work ethic, and high potential.
Written by his brother, Roger D. Hicks
Bio by: Duke
Gravesite Details
The grave is located in the William Hicks Cemetery in Mousie, Knott County, Kentucky. The cemetery is well maintained on private property across the creek from the state highway at the upper end of Mousie in a curve. The bridge is narrow.
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