Overheard

Overheard-in-Appalachia

“Burell’s dead; Dexter’s been dead for a few months now. They’re a going fast. I’m hunkered down cause I’m thinking I might be next.”

Tipper

Overheard: snippets of conversation I overhear in Southern Appalachia

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    Leon Estes
    March 12, 2018 at 11:50 pm

    I think there is a song titled: “I’ve Got More to Go to Heaven For Than I Had Yesterday” So what if Uncle Ned has passed on. . . I’ll get to see him again some time in Heaven!

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    jumpoffa
    March 11, 2018 at 3:30 pm

    It is at these times when you need to take stock in the Blessing around you. Enjoy all those around you; seek the love and joy of life as you do. Know that some day your turn will be next and there is nothing you can do about it except to Love those around you even more. The LORD be with you one and all. Now go out there and live your life like there is no tomorrow, for tomorrow will come.

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    Gracee
    March 10, 2018 at 10:42 pm

    I can relate to Ken’s post. I’m the youngest in my family of nine, and I’ve seen seven of us buried. One sister and I are left; we are 10 years apart, so it is likely I will outlive her too. But it’s not for certain! We have certainly not died in the “proper” order so far! Our very oldest sibling died in Nov. 2017 at the age of almost 99.

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    Ken
    March 10, 2018 at 1:39 pm

    Tipper,
    After my last brother went on to be with the Lord, that leaves me being the “Last of the Mohicians.”
    It’s Hell being the youngest, you have to bury everyone in the Family. But I’m left with those wonderful Memories. …Ken

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      jumpoffa
      March 11, 2018 at 3:24 pm

      Ken, that is why I think it is important to write some of these things down so that you can pass them alone to your family so that they can understand how their family lived. There is nothing more nostalgic like reminiscing about the good ole days than hearing it from someone that live during that time period. Much like reading old love letters. Keep a journal, write down a story about a time when you and your brothers and sisters did something special together. For example, I told Tipper a few stories about the time when my family had a chestnut tree on the property. The tree died, it was cut down, made into a table by my grandfather, uncle and dad and how the table was used during the holidays. The story subject really doesn’t matter as long as you put your heart and soul into it.

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    Jackie
    March 10, 2018 at 10:38 am

    One of my brothers-in-law recently said, “I guess we’re getting to the age that some of us should begin to drop off.” I often say, “If we lived our three score and ten and checked out a lot of drug companies would go under.”

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    Ron Stephens
    March 10, 2018 at 8:23 am

    I expect someone was talking about people in their generation. I am not quite there yet but I saw it in my parent’s generation. That time comes and when it first begins it is a shock because up till then the thought is it only happens in the previous generation. A close friend from high school is gone and also a co-worker of my age from those years. Truly we are all in the valley of the shadow.

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      jumpoffa
      March 11, 2018 at 3:36 pm

      Good observation, Ron. “For whom does the bell toll, it tolls for thee.”

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    aw griff
    March 10, 2018 at 8:00 am

    I really got tickled over that one . Laughed out loud. I thought what Dad used to tell Mom to quit worrying over the small things for we don’t hardly have enough time left to drink a cup of coffee.
    Got a beautiful wet snow this morning in e.ky.

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    Miss Cindy
    March 10, 2018 at 7:42 am

    I think I better hunker down too! LOL!

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      jumpoffa
      March 11, 2018 at 3:41 pm

      I rather stand straight and tall staring into the winds of adversity; yelling at the top of my lungs, shaking my fists against the tides of change, feeling alive with every fiber of my being. There is time enough to seek shelter, for I have the LORD as my refuge.

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        Leon Estes
        March 12, 2018 at 11:52 pm

        Thank you for that testimony, “Jumpoffa”.

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    Jane Bolden
    March 10, 2018 at 7:12 am

    Well they do come in threes.

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