Lo, beyond the River BlappThe Carriage comes, the Carriage blackBy shadowed steed with shadowed tackAnd shadowed driver drivingChild, pray the Maker let you sleepWhen comes the Carriage down your streetLest all your dreams […]
In Praise of Family Stock Stories
You or some part of your family live out some cliché. Mine is the Appalachia-holler one. My grandfather was one of twelve kids growing up in Burrell Holler, NC, in […]