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A Master’s Cleaner
Around the time Carl Jennings was born in July of 1939, his father Howard was approached by missionaries who were seeking donations for the building of a Central Baptist Hospital in Lexington, Kentucky.
The harsh effects of the Great Depression loomed heavily in everybody’s minds (and wallets) at the time — especially for a farming family who struggled to make ends meet. Yet, that didn’t stop the elder Jennings from making a generous contribution.
“My dad took $20 out of his billfold — he had it hidden in there because money was kind of scarce,” Carl explained. “He gave it to these Baptist missionaries. Little did he know that when he gave that $20, three of his grandkids — my kids —
would be born in that hospital someday. There’s always somebody who knows more than we know.”
These days, Carl’s three children are all grown up and have kids of their own, prompting him to carry on his father’s tradition. After all, he has enjoyed over 43 years of success as the owner of Winchester Cleaners and he felt it was time to give back.
After researching several worthy causes in Clark County, Kentucky, Carl decided that Lexington Community College was a good choice. He recently pledged $10,000 to help fund the building of a local campus classroom building.
Perhaps someday his grandchildren will attend the college, but that wasn’t Carl’s only motivation. “When I came here in the early 1960s, there were only 160-some kids at Southeastern Christian College,” he recalled. “It was very small and they closed their doors. It has been a long time since we had a local college.”
For Carl, his own college experience was something that lasted exactly four days. That’s how long it took for him to opt to drop out and pursue drycleaning as a full-time career. One reason he became interested in the industry so much is that it was simply an alternative to farming.
“Growing up, we did farming the old-fashioned way,” he said. “Me and my brother milked cows for our spending money. In one summer, we had a tenant quit. He was milking 21. So, we had our eight plus 21 more. That’s a long summer. That particular year, we also had eight acres of tobacco, plus a hundred acres of corn. It was sunup to sundown all summer.”
Fortunately, the work got a little easier by the time he was a young teenager. “I came in from school one day,” he said. “I walked about a quarter of a mile from the school bus down to where the farm was and there sat this little tractor with two 14" turning plows and cultivators. I think it had a mowing machine, too. When I saw that — wow. We were about the last ones in that part of the country to get a tractor.”
It wasn’t all work and no play, however. Carl often enjoyed riding horses and spending his modest earnings at a local nine-hole golf course. Though golf was his favorite sport, he also played basketball, baseball and football during high school.
“We only played eight-man football because we didn’t have enough people,” he said. “There were less than 100 in the whole high school. There were 18 in my senior class. If you went out, you were on the team.”
Following high school graduation, Carl had an opportunity the ensuing summer to help his father’s sister and her husband at their Martinizing drycleaning store in Murfreesboro, Tennessee.
“My uncle put me in a white shirt and tie and put me in the front and said that’s where you need to start,” he remembered. “That’s when pants were a quarter.”
When he had toiled away on the farm, Carl spent most of his time talking to horses, so the front counter at a drycleaning plant was quite a change in pace. “Everybody that came in had a different personality and I really enjoy talking to people,” he said.
For the next couple of years, he trained in all aspects of the plant, traveling to Georgia and Tennessee, where he met his wife of 38 years, Dora Lynn.
In 1961, Carl branched out on his own with Winchester Cleaners. Starting off in a small town was made more difficult by the fact that there were eight other drycleaners competing in the area. One of his company’s saving graces was its weekly S.O.S. (Save On Specials) offers.
“On Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, we didn’t run any trucks, but we would discount the drycleaning a percentage and have the customer bring the cleaning to us,” he explained. “As a matter of fact, I still do that since it’s worked for 50 years.”
Carl’s store eventually expanded to include services such as draperies and alterations, but it’s been his creative promotions that draw the most business.
“We advertise what we call Bachelor Bundles,” he said. “If a guy lives by himself, he can throw all of his stuff in the middle of his sheet. Then, he can get all four corners and bring it up and tie it in a knot, then he brings it in. It’s amazing how much of that stuff you get... his socks, shorts, shirts.”
Another factor that has contributed to Carl’s success is his education. He is a graduate of the 14-week general course and two-week management course from the National Institute of Drycleaning (now IFI). He is also a Certified Master Drycleaner. The learning process seems to have paid off. About 15 years after he initially came to town, Carl was the only one left.
“Lo and behold, I ran every one of them out of town,” he said. “I’ll tell you what, when it came down to the last two cleaners — he and I were the only ones who had been to NID and taken their course. You can say what you want to about education... it’s not everything, but it is something.”
Carl hopes more cleaners will start making the effort to step up and acquire more knowledge of their trade.
“That’s what’s killing the drycleaning industry today,” he said. “You walk into these stores and many of these people don’t know beans. I go in and they got a wet spotter who only has three or four bottles sitting there when I’ve got 25 on my spotting board. They have no idea. None.”
Winchester Cleaners has expanded to three times the size of its original building, and, at one point, the company employed 25 staff members. That number has been reduced to about half, but it doesn’t bother Carl. Now, he has enough time to take care of the farm he bought over a dozen years ago.
He has 100 acres of his own, which is connected to the parent’s farm — the same one he grew up on. Both farms also join the farms that belong to Carl’s brother and grandfather.
“We’ve got about a square mile over there in Gerrard County,” he noted. “I didn’t know it, but farming was still my first love. It’s just in my blood. Hard work is like anything else. Once you look back, you wouldn’t take anything for that experience.”
Of course, the farming experience itself has changed a lot for Carl.
“Now you have automatic conveyors and roll bailers that roll up the hay and you stick a hydraulic fork in that. You do all that from the seat of your tractor. I have my own cab tractor with air conditioning and heat, an AM/FM cassette radio and a sunroof. See, I can do now on the farm what it took six of us to do in the early 1950s. I climb up in that big horsepower tractor and have a good time. It’s kind of like sitting in a big, easy chair, except you’re five- or six-feet off of the ground. It’s just heaven. That’s the only way I can describe it.”
Carl takes care of 36 head of cattle, but he expects that number to double now that it’s “calving” time. He also keeps two horses on the farm.
“The horses we’ve had I have just loved to death,” he said. “One’s named Topper. Hopalong Cassidy’s horse was named Topper. The other one’s named Silver — the same name as the Lone Ranger’s horse. I ride them every chance I get. It’s the best therapy in the world.”
Carl has another hobby that brings him peace of mind quite often: golf. In fact, fans of the sport may have caught a glimpse of him on their television screens if they tuned in to see the Master’s tournament in Augusta, Georgia, in April.
For 17 years, he has worked with the tournament. This year, he served as the marshall for the 18th tee, helping usher about 35,000 people through the play on the final hole.
“I’m one of those guys who wear the white suits,” he said. “You can’t tell me from one of those guys who carry the golf bags — the caddies. I close the ropes and lead everybody from the 17th green to the 18th tee. I initiate the applause.”
Not only does he get an ideal position on the course to view hundreds of the best professional golfers in action, Carl also has the opportunity to meet them, as well. His two favorite players are Freddie “The Shark” Norman and Freddie Couples.
“When you do something for them, they say, ‘Thank you,’ and I appreciate that. Tiger’s got his warm side, too. I’ve shook hands with probably most of them.”
His personal golf game has had its share of highlights — including a hole-in-one on a 166-yard, par three at the Winchester Country Club — but Carl values his affiliation with the Master’s tournament above his other memories on the green.
“I’m paid handsomely, and yet I don’t get a dime for it, you know,” he said. “We volunteer our time. We do play the course after the tournament is over. That’s part of our compensation. I’ve been offered all sorts of money for that position. Other people have tried to pay me and I just say to them, ‘You don’t have enough money’.”

Photo credit:James Mann, The Winchester Sun
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