I Am From Canning Jars
I am from canning jars, bare feet, and Gibson Guitars I am from steep ridges, dark hollers, and burned bridges…
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Ages and Ages Ago – Gas Was Cheaper
Each morning I watch the news while enjoying my first cup of coffee. The past 2 mornings I have been…
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The Hyder Mountain Stomp
I’m sure you’ve heard of Blue Mondays, Manic Mondays, Don’t Want To Get Up Mondays-but I bet you haven’t heard…
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Ramp Hunting Time In Appalachia
Ramps have a garlicy onion taste-only with a more intense flavor and smell. Generally they can be found at higher…
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Pickin & Grinnin In the Kitchen-The 20th Century Is Over
The 20th Century brought radical changes to our world. Innovations in communication, transportation, technology, and medicine changed the way people…
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I’d Like to Wander Back
Wandering back in time is a common theme in Terry Thornton’s writing. He lives in the hills of Mississippi and…
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Mountain Momma
Mountain Momma and me in our matching polyester outfits she made. I never realized the worth of my Mountain Momma…
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Appalachian Medicine
Appalachia is a haven for superstitions, wives tails, and down right kooky advice on the subject of medicine. From putting…
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Pickin & Grinnin In the Kitchen Makes You Feel Young
Somewhere between adolescence and adulthood memory seems to bury many rites of childhood. As Chitter and Chatter grow up, I’m…
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I Bring You A Branch Of May
Dancing around the May Pole is a tradition which celebrates the return of Spring. Typically the occasion includes dancers dressed…
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Spreading the Love for April
I’d like to send a big Thank You out to all the folks who commented in the month of April!…
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Mountain Folk
This is LC my first Mountain Folk profile. LC is one of Pap’s closest friends. I’ve known LC my entire…
