The Old Mule
Benjamin Wilson and his mule John Here’s one for the record books I hope you’ll like it. This all happened…
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From the Archives: Lonesome Moonlight Waltz
February 21, 2016 Chitter – ETSU Appalachian Conference 2015 Back before Christmas Paul helped Chitter record the old Bill Monroe song…
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Walking on Familiar Ground
Yesterday Chatter and I stogged around down at Maggie’s Chapel. The church is located just down the road a ways…
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Working On A Building & CD Update
Today’s post was written by Paul. Hi, Folks. The video I’m sharing today is a song that I took from…
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Winter Thoughts
When the nights are gittin’ chilly and the leaves begin to fade,An’ the mercury’s down to thirty, ‘stead o’ ninety…
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Thoughts on Tall Weeds and Rust
Today’s guest post was written by Don Casada. You can see the post that spurred his thoughts here. Inexplicably, I…
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I Never Minded Work
Earlier this week I spent time talking with Rachel Virginia Hicks, better known as Sis or Granny. We had a…
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The Importance of Documenting Photos
Granny with siblings and cousin (she’s on the far right of the second row) On yesterday’s post several folks lamented…
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A Pictorial History
Gideon Laney, daughter Grace Laney, a boy, and a man Photo courtesy of Western Carolina University Southern Appalachian Digital Collections…
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The Music of Every Day Sounds
How can anyone make another hear the nice musical sounds of the realistic, common everyday things, like the cracklin’ of…
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Using an Axe
My daddy carried a double bitted axe. One side he kept fairly dull and used it for splitting. The other…
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Waiting on Shingles
Nearly 30 years ago when Pap and The Deer Hunter built our house metal roofs were just beginning to get…
