Miss Cindy’s Friends
Chatter, Chitter, and Miss Cindy harvesting mulberries Yes, we often walk through our days and lives without ever knowing the…

Chatter, Chitter, and Miss Cindy harvesting mulberries Yes, we often walk through our days and lives without ever knowing the…

Corie, Miss Cindy, Katie, and Matt Tipper, I’ve been trying to form my feelings into the words that would be…

Miss Cindy is the first person I ever heard say scat or scat there when someone sneezed. When the girls…

Miss Cindy will have been gone a year this Friday. Seems like only yesterday she was barreling up the driveway…

Corie, Matt, and Katie On Father’s Day I always think about Pap, but truthfully I think about him pretty much…

He told me he knowed why I didn’t talk it’s cause I’s too lazy! He knowed me like a book!…

Granny’s cut flowers My memories of growing up in Southwest VA are very similar to those of you who have…

On yesterday’s post Ron Stephens ask me to check and see if “keel over” was in the dictionary I referenced….

Tipper, Pap, Steve, Paul, & The Deer Hunter at Pap’s big garden June 2013 I was flipping through the Dictionary…

June 20, 2015 Fishin’ Early with Aunt Avery written by Keith Jones My grandmother died long before I was born, but…

Our beets haven’t done any good for the last two or three years. Granny and Pap never grew beets when…

The old hymn “I Know Who Holds Tomorrow” was written by Ira Stanphill. Although I’ve heard the song many times…