The acreage above our house is full of old homeplaces. There were a few that were still inhabited when Pap was a boy. I loved to hear his tales about people who called the place home and was always mesmerized by the thought of families living in a place I’d only known as wilderness. The photo above is the closest old homeplace to our house. It’s a quick walk along the ridge that our house is built on. Just as…
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Appalachia
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