Toad Suck, Arkansas

We are bouncing and jostling on the rough stretch of I-40 in Oklahoma heading to Arkansas then onward to Tennessee.

Several times I’ve tried to get a photo of the road sign for Toad Suck Park and have failed miserably.

Next best thing is to look it up using Google. Everything you ever want to know about this subject can be found at

There are festivals, 5k and 10k runs, plus tons of family things to do there.

Oddly named towns in the US are fun to learn about.


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4 responses to “Toad Suck, Arkansas

  • gardenpinks

    Now how did that name come about??? Perhaps it was a corruption of an Indian name?! Some of our small towns and villages have weird names too such as Wyre Piddle 😀
    Love and hugs
    Lynn xx

    • Message In A Fold

      Wyre Piddle? Is that pronounced as it is spelled or as “Wire”? I’m sure that is some early language. Pict, Roman, Latin, or Anglo Saxon. Probably means something normal.

      Toad Suck came about as a term of derision. The Arkansas River rises and falls. Long ago the river boat was the main transportation of goods – before the railroad was built.

      The captains and crew of the various river boats would have to hand out for a number if days when the water level was too low to safely sail the river. Not having anything to do these men would gather at a tavern (now long gone) and drink the time away.

      The locals were unhappy with these men while they waited the river out. Locals would say “Those river men, all they do is suck those bottles till they swell like toads”.

      The name of the river port became known as Toad Suck. Hence the derisive term. Today the people of Toad Suck enjoy the name and history. Offering up all manner of family events to garner tourism.

      Funny isn’t it :-).

      Love you – Leslie

      • gardenpinks

        Pronounced as “Wire” and of course the piddle part causes much mirth 🙂 Do you know that word as another name for having a pee?? Here the term has two meanings – the first one as above and the second as in being small, insignificant as in “piddling amount” !

        Love the history behind the name Leslie. It is like the history behind the name of our hamlet – Stanley Pontlarge. Stanley is a corruption of the term Stoney Lee – a clearing in a wood and the Pontlarge part is a derivative of a French name; it was named after a Norman Squire who was given the area as a reward.

        In some of the lower fields it can be seen that they were ‘landscaped’, set out as parkland areas for hunting through as there are wide grassy swathes with Oak trees planted in patterns, obviously over the years (hundreds of years) many of the Oaks have died out but there still remain many very old ones as well as self seeded younger ones. And there are patches of woodland left but much decreased in size. The woodlands would be for riding and hunting through as well as for pigs to root around for food. The fields would be for cattle grazing. The small church in S.P. still retains the Norman Arch inside although various building works have gone on since that time. The north door has an ornamented Norman arch and there are still signs on the worked stone frames of where archers sharpened their arrows.
        In mediaeval times it was law that everyone attended church and all males had to practice archery after church. Although saying that it seems that our small church was originally a private chapel for the Norman squire and his family but in later times became a public church.

        There is no graveyard at S.P church and anyone wishing a family member to be buried there has to all in the Bishop to have a plot consecrated.

        Here endeth the history lesson 🙂

        Love and hugs
        Lynn xxx

      • Message In A Fold

        I can just see the tittering laughter of the funny named village 🙂

        You live amongst rich history, over there in your UK. “Stoney Lee” morphing into “Stanley” over the years. Time and people change everything.

        It amazes me that a good share of the old stone structures are still used and are habitable, such as your home and now you tell me about your local church. Presumably the church is older than your home.

        Another amazing thing, to me, is the stone masons that built the church hundreds of years ago and it still stands intact today!

        Thank you for sharing this bit of history with us.

        Love you – Leslie

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