10/24/2026
The Old Barn in Copper Valley, Floyd County, Virginia
Some of the old barns we pass along our country roads hold more history than we could ever imagine. This particular barn, still standing beside Little River in Copper Valley, has a beautiful family story behind it.
Mary F. Johnson kindly shared the history of this barn, along with photographs of her ancestors and memories that have stayed with her since childhood.
Mary traces her family back to Dodman Sledd, who came from England before 1784. Generations later came her great-grandfather, William “Will” James Sledd, born July 4, 1850, in Floyd County. He married Cynthia Ellen Altizer, and together they raised eight children.
Will purchased more than 200 acres in Copper Valley, where he built a home on a hill overlooking the Little River area. When his oldest son, James Ethelbert Sledd, married Nancy “Nannie” Wade, Will gave him 100 acres across the creek.
Both father and son were remembered as skilled builders who helped neighbors construct homes and barns.
Getting from one property to the other wasn’t always easy. The family built a footbridge from a long log, secured between trees on opposite sides of the creek, with planks nailed across the top.
Mary remembers crossing that very footbridge when she was just five years old and being scared to death!
Will built his barn down the hill from the house, close to the creek. In those days, traveling meant hitching a horse to a sled and following the dirt path around the mountain or crossing the creek itself.
According to Mary’s family history, county officials eventually approached Will and Ethelbert about improving the old dirt pathway into a better road. The two men helped with the work, and the new road began near Will’s barn.
But perhaps the sweetest part of this story is Mary’s own childhood memory.
On Sundays, her grandfather would put on his best clothes, a blue suit and white shirt, and sit on a stump beside the old barn facing the road.
While he sat quietly watching the passing cars, little Mary would jump up and down, waving both hands as people rounded the curve.
She remembers those Sundays all these years later.
And that old barn is still standing.
Think about that for a moment. Generations have come and gone, roads have changed, and the world has moved forward, but that barn remains, holding the memories of a family who helped shape this little corner of Floyd County.
Mary ended her story with a wonderful thought:
“So when you pass by the old barn, wave! It has history.”
Thank you, Mary F. Johnson, for sharing your family history, these treasured photographs, and such a lovely piece of Floyd County’s past.
Stories like this remind us that sometimes the most ordinary-looking places have the most extraordinary memories attached to them.
Photographs and family history courtesy of Mary F. Johnson.