Appalachia Through My Eyes – Spit In Your Hand
Fall of the year’s frosty mornings bring out pickup trucks with beds piled high with firewood and cardboard signs telling…

Fall of the year’s frosty mornings bring out pickup trucks with beds piled high with firewood and cardboard signs telling…

I’m not sure if it’s because Pap was a Marine-or because he is patriotic-but he taught my brothers and me…

Today winds up my series on the book It’s Not My Mountain Anymore which was written by Barbara Taylor Woodall….

It’s time for this month’s Appalachian Vocabulary Test-take it and see how you do. Backhand Bark Bat Beside oneself Black…

Remember back in August when the Blind Pig Gang performed at the Union County Historical Society and a local tv station…

Today I’m going to share a few riddles from It’s Not My Mountain Anymore written by Barbara Taylor Woodall: What’s…

According to The Deer Hunter-when you’re sitting in your deer stand and 2 enormous flatbed tractor trailers pull up and unload…

The excerpt I’m going to share from It’s Not My Mountain Anymore written by Barbara Taylor Woodall today is one of…

Cleavant Derricks, who was born in 1910 in Chattanooga TN, wrote gospel standards like: Just A Little Talk With Jesus,…

An excerpt from It’s Not My Mountain Anymore written by Barbara Taylor Woodall: Dad was quiet, tall and lanky, dressed in…

It was several months ago that I first heard of Barbara Taylor Woodall’s book It’s Not My Mountain Anymore. Barbara…

According to my daughters the following statements were said by me in the last week: “Be careful you’re liable to…