This is a picture of my grandmother and my sister, Eleanor taken around 1962 When I was a child I lived on a dead end street in Beaver Dam Kentucky and there were no other children except my brother and sister who found their little sis a pest. My “Mamaw” lived next door to us […]
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Come All You Young Maidens
Posted in My father's mom, uncategorized on November 3, 2024 | Leave a Comment »
Grandmother’s Front Porch
Posted in My father's mom on May 3, 2021 | 1 Comment »
Her tiny house was built of an odd red block I’ve never seen used since. When it was constructed in 1945 it was the only material available, due to post war shortages. We lived next door, close enough that my dad’s powerful arm could have thrown a stick the distance. Both houses sat on a […]
MY GRANDMOTHER”S IRON BED
Posted in My father's mom, Spirit on November 7, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
The man’s name was Hardin Porter and he was suppose to be a cousin to my Dad’s mother, but I have searched the family tree and have yet to shake out a Porter from its branches. I know he existed, because I have an article about him rafting logs down the Rough River in Grayson […]
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