Most people don’t hitchhike these days…but we did it all the time when I was coming along… Show Notes
Most people don’t hitchhike these days…but we did it all the time when I was coming along… Show Notes
I was afraid this might be a little risqué, but here goes… And rest assured, this was recorded on a weekday—and besides, it’s probably not what you think, folks.
But just have a listen as I explain The Lost Art… Show Notes
Several years ago, I wrote a little story which is published in my book, Depression Baby. The title of the story is “BlackBerry Winter and Cobbler Too.”
I mentioned my grandfather taking me to a spring, with water coming from the granite mountainside and flowing into a bowl about the size of your bathroom sink.
This 10-year-old boy was intrigued as granddad cleaned the leaves from the bowl, and we watched (more…)
People may look down on the Southern Mountain dialect, but some of the words spoken by mountain folk were right out of The Canterbury Tales and A Midsummer Night’s Dream… Show Notes
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