Fire in the Hills
The Story of Parson Frakes and the Henderson Settlement
By Lee Fisher
Nestled in the picturesque Laurel Fork section of Bell Country, Kentucky, is a quiet, peaceful mountain community called Frakes.
It was not always called Frakes, and it was not always peaceful. And Hiram Frakes was not always the man God intended him to be. But this is his story – the story of a minister who sought to do God’s will and who founded a community.
When Hiram Frakes arrived in the hill country known by outsiders as “South America,” the two main occupations were moonshining and feuding. There was no road, no law, no school – only poverty, ignorance, suspicion, and people who needed help.
For the next 41 years, Hiram Frakes, the people he served and the Lord worked miracles. The first miracle was the Parson’s gaining the confidence of the mountain people. He sold his dream to several leaders and persuaded them to donate land and labor for a one-room school building. This was the beginning of Henderson Settlement.
The story of this settlement is best told through some of the lives that were changed: Bill Henderson, king of the moonshiners, who gave up his “trade” and donated much of the land for the settlement; Wilma and Gladys, two tobacco-chewing little girls, who found an education and a new life; Dovey Rogers, who walked nine miles across rugged mountains to find the school she longed to attend.
Today, Henderson Settlement consists of 22 buildings and 750 acres of land, and, although Hiram Frakes is retired, his work continues – the miracle of Laurel Fork.
In studying the lives of great Christians, one cannot overlook the fact that God seems more interested in men who would become tools in his hands than in men who would use him as a tool…. Perhaps the Lord’s strategy in using the ordinary to do the extraordinary is that he wants the world to know that it is “not by might nor by power, but by my Spirit, saith the Lord.”
The wind swept softly through the maple trees in the churchyard as the Parson paused and scanned his audience. Then he continued, “What is true courage? Is it to follow the line of least resistance; to give vent to our hatred and anger? Or is it true courage to dare to follow the One who died upon the cross for our sins that we might learn to conquer hate through love? I have had to wrestle with hate in my own life, but I’m telling you, I have found that through the grace of God, we can conquer our anger and hatred.”
The sobbing so common at a mountain funeral ceased. Under the stately, swaying hemlocks, God’s message was going home, healing, strengthening, curing the hatreds of the hills.
