Hillbilly Cabin lives on

August 31 - September 6, 2015

Photos and story by Kay Bona

Cruising down Highway 23 near Witter, Arkansas, you come up on a sight that just makes. you. stop. and. wonder. That’s exactly what it did to me and my son as we were en route to War Eagle. We stopped, explored and took pictures, and just really wondered at the strange things we were seeing. A step into the past, but – why here? What was the story?

After posting the pictures on one of the photography websites of which I am a member, I asked if anyone knew anything about the car, the “Hog on a Hog” sculpture, the cabin, and the strange but funny contents in the cabin. I got several replies, and one from the owners daughter, Charlotte Holiday. Charlotte was more than happy to share her story with me.

“My dad, Eddie Wilcutt, who has since passed, made the sculpture and purchased the truck, placing them in the yard of the cabin as “an eye attraction for motorcyclists that love to drive Hwy 23, and it worked well.” Charlotte goes on to say, “He made several things that were a hit, he was always working and thinking – so much talent and not enough time.

“The truck was bought from a family in Kingston, Ark., but had Texas tags on it. When we started painting our business sign on the truck, we noticed some old writing on the panels. Before it was in Texas, it had been a florist truck in Redondo Beach, Calif. It was Lennox florists; we thought that was just awesome. You can still read all this on it along with the avenue name and zip code. Dad also decided this was a busy, busy salesman so as a joke he made the drivers seat look like it could be a toilette-on-the-go, put a door on the seat bottom that could be lifted if you had no time to stop ... he was always doing funny things. My Dad was a real character and never met a stranger. Good, good memories and I miss him everyday.

“My sister and I sold crafts and antiques out of the building that we and our dad built back in ’99. We loved being there, just things happened and my sister had to get full time job. I kept it open until gas got to high for me to drive back and forth every day. I enjoyed it so much, met some pretty interesting travelers.”

Thank you, Ms. Holiday, for sharing with us. Your dad lives on in the smiles that the Hillbilly Cabin continues to produce!