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Labor Day: Celebration of Working People

As flags go up around the town where I’m living in 2018 in Georgia, I can’t help but reflect on the people who raised me and the work ethic they exhibited. Labor Day is a good excuse to celebrate them. … Continue reading

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Christmas with Boiled Custard: I’ll Have Mine with Calf Slobbers!

One of the ancient Christmas traditions in our family, living near the south bank of the North Fork of the Holston River, in Scott County, Virginia, was to gather in at the old family homeplace.  Granddaddy Ketron was still living … Continue reading

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Squirming on the Back Pew

My home church was Morrison Chapel United Methodist Church, located in the Morrison City community, just north of Kingsport, Tennessee.  Our church was started before the Civil War when a circuit riding preacher named Reuben Steele brought the gospel in … Continue reading

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Pappaw’s Irises

He would be over 100 years old if he was still living.  He’s been gone 17 years. James Robert Smith was born in a little house near McKenzie Branch, near the Galloway home, on a farm with two high, steep … Continue reading

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The Big, Green Truck

There is something about a truck. In my growing up days, I was a frequent passenger in Pappaw’s 1930s model large cattle truck.  It had a big on-the-floor gear shift with a green knob on top.  The starter was on … Continue reading

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Turpentine and Corn-shelling

Pappaw loved to tell stories under the big maple tree in the back yard (which used to be the front yard until the new highway was built).  He would be chewing tobacco and whittling on a piece of red cedar … Continue reading

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Rescue the Perishing

It was one of our annual trips to Rogersville.  I must have been four or five.  Pappaw had a Massey-Ferguson tractor, red, which he used for most of the major work around the farm and in his business of plowing … Continue reading

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