Appalachia Overheard

Overheard

 

Overheard-in-AppalachiaOverheard:

“Did you ever see somebody throw a rock and then hide their hand? I have. I’d just as soon have someone throw it with me looking em’ right in the eye.”

Tipper

Overheard: snippets of conversation I overhear in Southern Appalachia

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    Rev. RB
    December 2, 2013 at 11:10 pm

    I don’t recall ever throwing rocks. I do clearly recall throwing crabapples at each other though. Nearly every day when they were falling, someone would go into the house crying because they’d been hit with one and had a welt from it. Many days we all had hurtful welts, some more than others. Mom got tired of the crying and forbid us to do it; we did it anyway and the daily crying continued. Finally our Mom got so fed up, she said the next time someone came in crying from being hit with a crabapple, we’d all get spanked. So the next time it happened, we all piled onto the person crying and wouldn’t let them go in the house and tell Mom. (We weren’t so dumb!!! LOL)
    Those crabapples were just too tempting to throw. When our Sister Nancy raised her kids in that house, they threw those darn crabapples too. Her son threw one at our Brother Tim as he was backing out the driveway one day, knocked him clean out. He fell out into the driveway, his truck still rolling down it towards the road, with Sister Nancy running behind it hollering and trying to get it stopped. When Brother Tim came too, he gave that boy a whipping, and it was sad, cause that boy rarely ever did anything wrong ever (while his sisters were kinda scrappy, always getting into something or other) – just that one time didn’t end up like he thought it would, with laughs. What memories!!!
    God bless.
    RB
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    dolores
    November 29, 2013 at 5:34 pm

    I would prefer to hear the clunk or splash. Then I would at least feel that the rock was thrown and that was the end of it. However, if the rock is a symbol of someone throwing meanness toward me, I would rather look that person in the eye and have them say whatever isn’t nice to my face. Then at least I know where the ‘rock’ went.

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    Ed Ammons
    November 29, 2013 at 4:56 pm

    I never was much of one to get into rock fights either. Corncobs were more fun especially when you could pick them up out of the hog lot. One time a neighbor girl threw one like that at me and missed. I picked it up and threw it back and hit her alongside her nose. It left a mark but not a bruise. The mark was from what the cob had been laying in. I had it on my hands but she had it on her face. She went running home and told her momma. Her mamma threatened to give me a whipping. Mommy told her to go ahead but she would have to whip her first. They didn’t fight but they didn’t speak for years after that. Now that’s a cob fight.

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    Sue Crane
    November 29, 2013 at 1:19 pm

    I have say on this I’m with Miss Cindy!

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    Ken Roper
    November 29, 2013 at 12:47 pm

    Tipper,
    P.S. Congradulations Sheryl, you’ll
    love the CD…Ken

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    Ken Roper
    November 29, 2013 at 12:24 pm

    Tipper,
    We never threw rocks at each other
    but as a boy playing with friends
    we shore had some good apple fights.
    A few of us would gather about 10
    Winesap apples apiece and put ’em in
    a pile. Then after choosin’ sides,
    we backed off about a hundred feet
    and the war was on. If you wasn’t
    paying close attention and got
    grazed in the head with one, it
    would send you off to whine awhile
    in a quiet place. But it was fun!
    …Ken

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    spchel ed
    November 29, 2013 at 9:22 am

    ats kinda like duh smellers duh feller ant hit. pootin duh blame on sumbeyede elce.

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    Quinn
    November 29, 2013 at 9:04 am

    Congratulations to Sheryl! And we will ALL be winners when b.Ruth shares that recipe!!

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    b. Ruth
    November 29, 2013 at 8:59 am

    Tipper,
    and Ed…Awwww Ed, that is so sweet, wouldn’t break your heart at all….well, maybe once or thrice but thats all…LOL
    Thanks Tipper,

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    Eva Nell Mull Wike, Ph.D.
    November 29, 2013 at 8:14 am

    Tipper: This is a strange question that only the person who threw the rock can answer. The only thing I can remember about throwing was a softball from THIRD BASE TO FIRST! That was my position on the field and I could ‘just about’ hit the glove of the girl on FIRST without her moving her hand! This is a strange response but it is just what popped into my head early this morning!
    Best regards,
    Eva Nell
    P.S. TELL EVERYBODY THAT ETHELENE AND I WILL BE EITHER SIGNING OR SINGING OVER IN GEORGIA TOMORROW. Signing our new books or singing the blues – depending on how the time goes from 1:00 p.m. to 4:00 p.m. @ the B.H. REESE CENTER!
    THANKS!!

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    Ed Ammons
    November 29, 2013 at 7:33 am

    Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can only break my heart!

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    Miss Cindy
    November 29, 2013 at 7:18 am

    Funny, I’d just as soon not have someone throw a rock at me. LOL
    Congratulations Sheryl!

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    Sheryl Paul
    November 29, 2013 at 7:17 am

    I am so excited to win the CD, Thank you so much Tipper, sorry everyone else!
    Love the snippet

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    b. Ruth
    November 29, 2013 at 5:40 am

    Tipper,
    I tried a new recipe yesterday well, actually the night before. Put it in the fridge and took it out and over to our sons yesterday for Thanksgiving.
    It was a Portabello, Thyme, Walnut Cheesecake….
    Sooo, good with Crispy bread or savory crackers…Made in a spring form pan, which I didn’t have (mine was gone forever when I swore off cheesecake)! So I used a 9 inch glass pie pan. It worked…Set out a veggie tray with it and forget about eatin’ turkey…
    It was a hit and a good new recipe for me…
    My scales did grown a little this morning. Overall I think we didn’t overeat too much…??
    Thanks Tipper,

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    b. Ruth
    November 29, 2013 at 5:26 am

    Tipper,
    Why am I up so early? I don’t think I heard a turkey gobble or a rooster crow this mornin.!
    Well, only a coward will throw a rock and hide their hand! I say “bring it on” tell me like you think it is or not right to me face! I will take you on! If I was wrong, then I will apologize…otherwise look out for yourownself…Well maybe, that is if I don’t bite my tongue and just let this person sit and stew in their own slop they have thrown!
    Thanks,
    I so do not want ever, never to see another, turkey, dressing, stuffing, ‘tater, green bean or pie……….at least until Christmas!

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