Life was not easy in south Ar. when I was growing up. We were healthy, happy, and loved, That was enough.We ate what we grew and never complained. I was born in 1944 to a Coal miner and his young wife. We were carefree and made our own fun as kids. I had one brother and two cousins who were like brother and sister. We were proud but not haughty. Were not envious of anyone. We were free to roam and explore in the radius of our homes wher we were always safe. No locked doors, no modern conveniences of any kind. None of my generation had these things. I'd love for young and middle aged alike to...
Life was not easy in south Ar. when I was growing up. We were healthy, happy, and loved, That was enough.We ate what we grew and never complained. I w...
I grew up poor but never knew it. We lived at the end of the road by the railroad tracks in an old house that was cold in the winter. Doors were never locked and no one bothered us. Across the pasture my Auntie lived and Brenda was my side-kick. We got in to the most crazy fixes. Our Parents were always there to correct our mistakes. We ate beans and potatoes and loved them. Still do We lived simply and happy. This book describes some of our capers. I talk just the way I write with a southern drawl.
I grew up poor but never knew it. We lived at the end of the road by the railroad tracks in an old house that was cold in the winter. Doors were never...
