The Pevas are Bean Blossom’s dear hearts, gentle people
I don’t know if it’s my age or if it’s the fact that this Midwestern winter has drug on longer than it should, but I’m ready for two things: bluegrass and Indiana. My thoughts take me back to my Indiana roots and my first Bean Blossom, back in the 1980s.
For Jim Peva, and his lovely wife Ailene, their history in the Bill Monroe memorial park and campground goes back much further. The story begins in 1961. Jim was interested in hiring entertainment for an annual banquet he was in charge of. Jim, Ailene and their 3 girls drove down to the Brown County Jamboree and on a handshake hired Bill Monroe to play for the banquet. The banquet took place in Terre Haute, Indiana on September 13, 1961, this happened to be Bill Monroe’s 50th birthday.
This began a 35-year friendship that continued until Monroe’s death in September of 1996.
I was very fortunate to spend several hours with Jim and Ailene during Uncle Pen Days, at Bean Blossom, in August of this past year. I can hardly count the number of times I was asked if I wanted a cold drink or wanted to stay for supper. Jim and Ailene made me feel like family, it’s no wondering their area is a haven of refuge for many people during the festivals.
Nestled in a spot amidst the trees, hidden behind all the vendors is a pleasant area where you will find the Peva’s charming camper. Circling a fire pit, there are 3 or 4 campers that form a hub for the entire goings on of the park. Many musicians and friends wander to visit and probably chow down with this delightful couple.
Here truly reigns the undisputed king and queen of Bean Blossom. Jim and Ailene are incredibly loving and caring people. It is no wonder everyone from performing artists to the current owners the Dillmans, hang out in this vicinity.
If you are ever lucky enough to spend time with them like I did, they will fill you with stories of Bill, all the artists, and the campground from the beginnings of the Bill Monroe era of ownership.
Jim showed me the document that Monroe presented to the Peva family after they helped bail Monroe out of a bind. “Bill was in Oklahoma”, says Jim Peva “and James Monroe was in a head on collision.” He continued, “it was very serious, someone was killed and James was hurt pretty bad. Bill wanted the gate watched. So we worked to collect the gate money for the festival going on at the time”. Jim mentioned that Bill Monroe wanted to pay them for taking charge. Not surprising to anyone who knows the Peva’s, they refused to take any money from Monroe.
As the fest that particular year drew to a close, Jim and Ailene were sitting at their trailer and here comes Monroe and his entire band, marching with instruments in hand. They gave a private concert and presented the Peva’s with a document. This document stated that Bean Blossom is always held in the month of June. It also says that the Peva’s friendship had meant so much through the years they would have a pass into the park and festival as long as Monroe was alive. This was signed by the father of bluegrass music, Bill Monroe.
I found it of great interest the Dillman Family, the current owners have continued to honor the Pevas as well. They continued to honor Bill Monroe’s wishes. This speaks a lot about the quality of people the Dillmans are. Jim informed me, “We never run out of firewood.”
When asked what his greatest memory was, Jim stated it was when he saw Bill Monroe welcome Lester Flatt, after a 20-some year feud, with a handshake. “It was like nothing ever happened,” confirmed Jim, “ the backstage emptied out, everyone wanted to see this special moment.”
When I asked Jim some of his favorite performers through the years, he mentioned he loved to hear Jim and Jesse McReynolds sing. He also loved the banjo playing of Raymond Fairchild, as well as the Stoneman family. He remembers the breakup of Reno and Smiley.
Jim Peva can tell you when the first festival was, back in June of 1967. He remembered when the new stage was built, when the old barn was torn down, and on and on. Not only does he have the memories, but unbelievable old pictures and tapes of past festivals. If there is a living historian for Bean Blossom festival it’s Jim Peva. If I couldn’t have been at the first couple decades of Bean Blossom I felt privileged to have the next best thing, a few hours with Mr. Peva.
Oh yeah also, if there is an official cook that everyone congregates to during the festival, its got to be Ailene Peva. The ham and beans she whipped up the day I was there sure smelled fantastic. Without a doubt, hordes of people flock to their campsite because of the love that flows from these two special people.
The Peva’s would tell stories that many people thought Bill Monroe was stuck up. He was very short with his responses at times with a simple yessir or nosir. Bill could be unapproachable. Jim mentioned, “Minnie Pearl was afraid to speak to him for 2 or 3 years after she started at the Opry. His problem was he couldn’t see very well, he didn’t intend to be stuck up or haughty.” He had poor eyesight; he didn’t like to wear his glasses. Ailene says that Monroe would come by and sit for a long spell and not say a thing. He appeared he liked to come there to escape from all the hassles in regards to organizational duties of the festivals. He would have just as soon been playing music.
Jim tells a story about a 3-hole outdoor privy they used to have on the site. There was a man’s side and a woman’s side. Jim decided to get up early to not interfere with anyone. He dumped his camper’s holding tank in the man’s side and it splashed extraordinarily loud and from the woman’s side he heard a loud scream. There was some gal in there. When he recounted the story to Monroe, Bill got quite a big kick out of it.
Jim recalls all the work that has been done to the campsite through the years. When the Monroe’s owned it they would get musicians, friends, and family involved in much of the brush clearing and work that needed to be done. The Dillman family has continued to make huge improvements to the site.
In 1988 Bill Monroe contemplated selling the campground and getting off the road. He stated the next year would be the last year. Everyone wanted to come; it was a huge year. That retirement never came to fruition.
There was talk that Bill Monroe always had an eye for women. There are numerous stories where Bill fancied a pretty gal. Even in talking about these sorts of things you get nothing but respect for Monroe, from Jim Peva. In the several hours I spent with the Pevas there was nothing but the utmost admiration, from them both, shown for Bill Monroe.
Jim and Ailene would at times visit Bill away from the park, at each other’s homes. Whenever they were in Kentucky or Tennessee, Bill Monroe always loved to eat at Shoney’s. Monroe might go to the Opryland Hotel by limousine but he never ate there. He consistently preferred Shoneys.
“He never put on airs,’ says the Pevas, “he considered himself just a farmer.” “If his music career had not taken off, he would have been a farmer” says Jim.
We discussed how many of the bluegrass bands seemingly dress haphazardly today and how Monroe and his Bluegrass Boys always dressed in suits and ties. “Bill Monroe didn’t like the image of country bumpkin”, says Jim. He continued, “Bill didn’t like bluegrass being referred to as hillbilly.”
Monroe loved kids and he always carried a pocketful of quarters to give away. Jim and Ailene were doting parents of 3 girls and now devoted grandparents. I saw pictures of all the Peva kids at various stages of their childhood and well into their adult years with Bill Monroe, as well as various legendary musicians. I thought to myself how lucky the Peva kids were to have had the quality of parents, who raised them in this artistic kind of environment.
As I looked through many of the pictures of artists who have performed at Bean Blossom I was astonished. Ricky Skaggs, Tony Rice, Keith Whitley and Marty Stuart were some of the up-and-comers years ago. These were not even the legends like Jimmy Martin, Peter Rowan, Ralph Stanley, and Bill Monroe himself, who floated around the area and hung out.
The afternoon I spent with the Pevas was one of the greatest afternoons in my life. Everybody at my campsite was wondering where in the heck I had been. I lost all track of time. Believe me; the time did not drag on at all. I felt I was lucky enough to make friends for the rest of our lives with these two wonderful, incredible people. This was not unlike the meeting between the Pevas and Bill Monroe, which transpired 46 years prior. It was destiny that brought these families together and the stars had aligned for my meeting these two charmers.
This is just a beginning of the stories to be told by the Peva family. Jim Peva published a book, in 2006, “Bean Blossom: Its People and Its Music.” There are some of the great pictures from the Peva scrapbook and even more of the wonderful stories.
Editor’s Note: Jim Peva is the driving force behind a campaign to ensure the Future of Bill Monroe’s Memorial Bean Blossom Bluegrass Festival. The current owners of the campground and festival have had the facilities for sale for some time and Peva is spearheading a campaign to ensure that the facilities next owner’s commit to the future of the Bean Blossom bluegrass festival for the next generation of fans. You can visit www.savebeanblossom.com for more information and to sign the online petition as a show of support for Mr. Peva’s endeavor.
No commentsBean Blossom schedule runneth over
They’re pulling out the shoe horn to get all the acts tucked into the schedule for this year’s 42nd annual Bill Monroe’s Bean Blossom Bluegrass Festival in Bean Blossom, Ind.
Billed as “The Mecca of Bluegrass,” the annual festival is regarded by many as the grand-daddy of all summer bluegrass events.
The latest performers to be added to the eight-day lineup June 14-21 are all heavyweights in their own right: the John Cowan Band , Dailey & Vincent, Michael Cleveland & Flamekeeper, Seldom Scene and Ronnie Bowman and the Committee. Those recent additions bring the number of acts to just shy of 50.
The lineup already included several bluegrass staples and mega-stars, including Dr. Ralph Stanley, the Grascals, J.D. Crowe & the New South, IIIIrd Tyme Out, the Lewis Family, Special Consensus, James King, Bobby Osborne & the Rocky Top Express, Jess McReynolds & the Virginia Boys, Larry Sparks, Ronnie Reno, Randy Waller & the Country Gentleman, Paul Williams & the Victory Trio, Eddie and Martha Adcock, Karl Schiflett & his Big Country Show, Melvin Goins, David Parmley, Cherryholmes, the Lonesome River Band and many others.
Country artist and Grand Ole Opry star Gene Watson is also on the lineup and is scheduled to perform Friday.
The festival will again repeat its Youth Bluegrass Boot Camp for young musicians ages 8 through 18.
Several camping and ticket packages are available with advance discount pricing available through June 1.
Additional information is available at www.beanblossom.com, via e-mail at beanblossombg@hotmail.com or by calling 800-414-4677.
The music park and campground are five miles north of Nashville, Ind.
No comments“Camp Crisis” Carol riled at Bean Blossom
3 years ago my wife, Jen and I, along with our 10-month old daughter Ava in tow, attended our first bean blossom festival. For that matter it was really our first bluegrass festival ever. From day 1, I was hooked.
My Dad had invited us to come and camp with them for 3 days. Both my step-brothers had been attending for a year or two and were going to be there. Having a daughter, and living 400 miles from home, I thought it would be a great opportunity for Grandpa and Grandma to spend some time with Ava. Even better Uncle Tom and Uncle Jeff would get to see their niece for the first time.
To go camping with my Step-mom, Carol is at the very least, an experience. She packs and thinks to bring more items camping, than anyone I know. She brings items from the kitchen so obscure I can’t even recall the more off the wall items that make there way out of the camper during Bean Blossom.
Carol is as easy going as they come and takes more than plenty of ribbing from her 3 sons during the festival. We all collectively gang up on her giving her grief about anything and everything. However, If a storm is rolling in, or a tarp over a tent back in the timber starts to sag to much, watch out. “Camp Crisis” Carol springs into action. And there’s no stopping her. She’ll re-tie tarp lines, spread straw or dig ditches around the camp-site faster than you can say “Hoosier Stubborn.” If there ever was to be a “camping” Super-Hero, “Camp Crisis” Carol would play the part hands down.
This particular evening, my Dad, Carol and I had wandered around the campgrounds listening to jam sessions and had ended up at a site straight off the main vendor alley. It was probably around 1:30 in the morning when my 2 step brothers, who had been tooling around the grounds in an old and very worn out Harley Davidson 3 wheeler golf cart, ended up at the same jam session.
Having decided to pack it in for the night and knowing the golf cart, nearly on it’s last legs, couldn’t get us all back to the campsite in one trip, we convinced Carol, after a good 20 minutes of pestering, to let Tom take her back to the camper and then he would return to pick up Dad, Jeff and myself to give us a ride. So off they go.
About 10 minutes later, Tom shows up to give the rest of us a lift. At the bottom of valley, where the road leads up into timber, the cart sputtered and died so Tom whipped it off the road and into the grass. Echoing out of the timber we could here another jam session going pretty strong.
As we came to find out, the infamous Camp Rude had a massive jam session going on back in the timber, so instead of trying to get the cart running and head back to the campsite where Carol was waiting, we walked back to have a listen.
Camp Rude is probably a hundred yards or more from civilization in terms of amenities like running water and electricity. That night it seemed like it could’ve been miles. Set back in the timber where the only light is from a smoldering campfire and a coleman lantern or two.
Instantly you could tell, these people, much like us, for one week every June, don’t have any use for utilitarian luxuries like sleep, rest or relaxation. It’s hardcore bluegrass… 24-7, during Bean Blossom. They’ll sleep later.
Not only was Camp Rude having a great Jam Session with 8 to 10 pickers that night, it was host to some 40 plus people, all having one heck of a good time.
My Brother Jeff, having noticed a banner strung between the trees and illuminated by the glow of the campfire that read “Camp Rude 1975-2005,” asks the bass player, Turbo, “So, you guys have been coming here for 30 years?” Upon hearing this the bass player screams out at the top of his lungs, “Hey Everybody, It’s our 30th damned anniversary and we didn’t even know it!” The whole hillside shook with excitement from the hoopin’, hollering and screaming at that very moment. I do believe.
Finally sometime around 3:30, maybe it was 4:00 in the morning, we decide we’d had enough. With the Camp Rude Jam Session still going full tilt, we walked back to the cart, Dad, Myself and my two Brothers, recounting the nights events and highlights to this point.
Upon arriving back where we’d last abandoned the old golf cart, my brother, Tom flips up the seat to gain access to the engine compartment. He begins wildly “fanning” the top of the carb with one hand and slamming the accelator pedal back and forth with the other to try and get this thing to fire up. The whole time he’s doing this he’s barking out orders to the rest of us, in case this thing does start, as if he’s a crew chief in the pit at the Indy 500.
Finally, after what seamed an eternity, and possibly a fair bit of mojo on Tom’s part, the old beast chugged to life as the rest of us looked on in near amazement at Tom’s ability to magically bring this thing back from the dead and spare us an uphill, all the way, walk on a chilly, foggy and dew-soaked June night.
The entire trip back to the campsite, Tom was spewin’ one-liner’s and wise-cracks, to the point the rest of us where doubled over laughing and gasping for any breath of air we could get. It’s a miracle we didn’t wake up our whole section of the campsite. Who knows? We probably did.
By this time, none of us even realized it had been better than 2 hours since Tom had first dropped off Carol and returned to bring the rest of us.
Well the next morning during breakfast, the crap hit the old Bean Blossom fan. Carol was fit to be tied. She accused Dad and the rest of us, of scheming and plotting to “dump her” so we could go out drinkin’ and carousin’ on our own.
After all 4 of us, repeatedly, trying to tell her that the cart had died on the way back to camp and the rest of the events that transpired on that fateful night, She still wouldn’t buy it. Finally my Dad, just shrugs his shoulders and says “Yeah. That’s what we did. We dumped you so I could go out …
I’ll tell you what. This June, stop by site #222. Ask for my Dad, Danny Tackett and He can tell you what he said.
(Editor’s Note - This is also posted on www.savebeanblossom.com. If you have a good story, comment or photo from Bean Blossom you’d like to share, please send them to travis.tackett @ bluegrassjournal.com (remove the space on each side of “@”) and we’ll make sure they get on the site.
No commentsPeva pushes Bean Blossom for future of bluegrass
Col. Jim Peva considers The Bill Monroe Memorial Music Park and Campground in Bean Blossom, Ind., to be hallowed ground in the great realm of bluegrass music.
And he wants it to remain that way.
Peva, considered one of the great historians of the tiny spot on the Indiana road map, has issued a plea to “save Bean Blossom for bluegrass.”
Dwight Dillman, a former Bluegrass Boy with Bill Monroe, purchased the park in 1998 from James Monroe, son of the father of bluegrass music. Having made vast improvements to the park and campground, Dillman now has the park and campgrounds for sale.
Like Peva, Dillman said he has every desire for the next owner to maintain the campgrounds for its current usage.
Not only is the annual Bill Monroe Bluegrass Festival staged on the grounds every June, but Dillman also promotes several other festivals at the park each year, including Uncle Pen Days in September, when the Hall of Fame museum on the grounds inducts a new member. This year’s inductee was the original Carter Family.
Peva has watched with great enthusiasm as new park improvements were made and more festivals added under Dillman’s ownership. But he was an avid and astute Bean Blossom watcher long before that.
Peva, a retired Indiana State Police officer and teacher, first heard Bill Monroe perform at the Brown County Jamboree (site of the current festival grounds) in 1961. He hasn’t missed a June festival at Bean Blossom since Monroe started having them in 1967. He came to be one of Monroe’s closest friends in the hilly, southern Indiana region around Bean Blossom.
He’s the author of a book, “Bean Blossom: Its People and Its Music,” which is described as “a photographic history of the Bean Blossom area with an emphasis on bluegrass music and friendship of Bill Monroe and the author’s family.”
“Bluegrass fans have a greater rapport with their musical idols than in any other form of music,” Peva once said.
Now, he’s counting on those loyal fans to join his appeal to save Bean Blossom as the genre’s premiere music park.
Here’s a letter Peva is circulating in the bluegrass media:
“Save Bean Blossom for Bluegrass”
In 1951 Bill Monroe, the Father of Bluegrass Music, purchased the Brown County Jamboree in the hill country of south central Indiana, a site where musical performances had taken place since 1940. In June of 1967 he started a bluegrass festival there which has continued uninterrupted since that time and which is now the oldest continuous bluegrass festival in the world. Many stars of the Grand Ole Opry who were contemporaries of Bill Monroe and just about all of the greats of bluegrass music have performed on the Bean Blossom stage. The place is rich in musical tradition and history. Many major bluegrass stars of today cut their teeth as youngsters on the jams sessions at Bean Blossom and performed there early in their careers. Some may in fact owe their careers to the influence of this place.
In 1998, after the death of Bill Monroe, former Blue Grass Boy Dwight Dillman purchased the festival grounds and museum from James Monroe. Dillman stated his purpose was to bring the festival back to the national prominence it enjoyed under Monroe, and to do it as a memorial to his former boss. He set about immediately to improve the festival grounds while at the same time preserving the natural beauty of the hilly and wooded property. Shortly after Bill Monroe’s death, State highway 135 which runs through Bean Blossom was designated the “Bill Monroe Memorial Highway” by the Indiana General Assembly, and the annual June festival was designated a Local Legacy by the Library of Congress.
Now, having accomplished his purpose, Dwight Dillman has put the Bean Blossom festival grounds and museum up for sale, with the understanding that he wants the bluegrass music and tradition to continue there.
This is a call for friends and fans of Bill Monroe and his music to unite in the cause to save Bean Blossom for bluegrass. It is important that the Bean Blossom festival grounds and museum remain in the hands of people who have part of their souls in bluegrass music. Get the word out. Duplicate this page. Send it to your bluegrass friends. Post it on bluegrass web sites. It may help to generate ideas and action that will preserve the place called the Mecca of bluegrass music. For now unless otherwise stated, you may send any ideas, thoughts, suggestions and contacts to me and I will make sure that the appropriate people receive them.
1 commentBean Blossom pencils in 2008 acts
New faces will join the lineup of staples at the 42nd annual Bill Monroe Bean Blossom Bluegrass Festival to be held in Bean Blossom, Ind., in June 2008, according to a tentative lineup that’s already being advertised. Among the notable new acts will be The Dailey Vincent Band, featuring Jamie Dailey, a veteran of Doyle Lawson’s Quicksilver, and Darrin Vincent, a longtime member of Ricky Skagg’s Kentucky Thunder.
The 2008 festival will run from June 14 to June 21.
Grand Ole Opry star Gene Watson will also appear at next year’s event. Also featured will be a reunion of Bill Monroe’s Bluegrass Boys with Wayne Lewis and Kenny Baker, and regular events and activities, including the Bill Monroe Sunset Jam, Bluegrass Now Youth Activity Tent, workshops, the Youth Bluegrass Boot Camp (additional charge required) and free admission to the Bluegrass Hall of Fame & Country Star Museum, which is on the festival grounds, 5 miles north of Nashville, Ind.
The lineup advertised via a flyer during the Uncle Pen Day’s Festival in September includes Dr. Ralph Stanley & The Clinch Mountain Boys, The Grascals, Cherryholmes, Gene Watson, Bobby Osborne & Rocky Top X-Press, J.D. Crowe & the New South, Jesse McReynolds & The Virginia Boys, Marty Raybon & Full Circle, IIIrd Tyme Out, The Lewis Family, Alecia Nugent, Melvin Goins & Windy Mountain, James Monroe & the Midnight Ramblers, Eddie & Martha Adcock, the James King Band, Paul Williams & the Victory Trio, Randy Waller & the Country Gentlemen, Kenny & Amanda Smith, Ralph Stanley II, Special Consensus, The Sullivan Family, Larry Stephenson Band, David Parmley & Continental Divide, David Davis & the Warrior River Boys, Karl Shiflett &the Big Country Show, Dan Paisley & Southern Grass and Tommy Brown & County Line Grass.
Other acts are expected to be added to the lineup after the first of the year.
Advance tickets and camping reservations are also being accepted at www.beanblossom.com. The concert tickets are currently being sold at a substantial discount.
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