Every Thursday my parents and I go out for breakfast. It's a nice time to catch up and see how they are doing. (although I call them every night and they only live 10 mins from me.) This past Thursday my uncle and aunt joined us. It was nice to sit and talk to everyone. As we were talking, my dad and my uncle started reminiscing about how it was when they were growing up back in a hollar in the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains. Talk about some GREAT stories!!!! As I sat there and soaked it all in, an idea came to me. How nice would it be if everyone could learn from these stories??? Right then and there I asked them if we can get together, every so often, and just tell stories. They liked the idea so we decided to get together that night.
I brought along a pen and paper. As soon as they started talking, I realized I need to get some kind of recording device. My little stubby fingers couldn't write that fast and I didn't want to miss anything. I'm still sorting stories out. There were stories about fishing and pulling logs off of the hills with horses. Stories about getting scared while out hunting. They told stories about how they went to school in a one room school house and how they had to walk so far to get there. (Yes, I asked them if they had to do it bare footed, in the snow, up hill both ways. :-)
Anyway, my plan is to write some down of the stories that they told. One reason is so that you can read how it was. Another reason is so that I can have these stories from my family. Ether way, it should be interesting to read. Expect stories soon.
So until next time,
Small Farm Girl, recorder.