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August 16, 2013

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Wonderful! I remember hearing "if you swallow gum, it might turn into a tumor." Yep! And when our Aunt Dorothy got a goiter, they said she got it from swallowing a watermelon seed. sigh

God bless.

RB
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Ron, enjoyed reading your poem. Very good. I can identify with church.
Peggy L.

These poems get better and better! Some of the subject matter makes me feel kin to these people. Thanks Ron and all the others that have written!

Malcolm: Like others I can well imagine that 'homeplace' at the end of the road. My Grandpa and Grandma Mull lived at the end of the trail upon Tusquittee. We use to 'park' our wagon near the branch - so the horses could drink and stay cool - and then we would walk up the trail to their big log house. Sweet memories!

Eva Nell


B-all the rain has about done in our grapes! The tame grapes seem to be ripe here-but a lot are mushy from the wet weather.


Blind Pig The Acorn
Celebrating and Preserving the
Culture of Appalachia
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I love this one. I can really relate to it. His life sounds like mine. Love all of these poems you've posted Tipper..

I also wanted to ask you about this Wordpress you're on. I have Blogger and I'm not familiar with Wordpress to much. A friend of mine just created her a Blog and when she clicks Follow on other Blogs it doesn't show up on her dashboard. Do you know why or is it something she's doing wrong. I told her it probably would come through her email. Thanks Tipper.

Oh, how I loved this poem and all of them! I must write my own. It is hard to condense it. We used to play in the woods and swing on the grapevines! Wow what fun! My Dad had a friend at his work they called "Grapevine." I asked him why and he said, "he lives so far back in the mountains that he has to swing from the grapevines to get to town.

Did we really believe that if your liver turned over it would kill you? The same people who told me that would hold a baby by it's feet, gently shake it while holding it upside down to make it grow.

Another great poem - tells a lot about the life of the author. It is nice that people share their feelings and years of growing into society.

These poems straight from the heart are so enjoyable. Before now I might have thought words could not accurately describe this wonderful culture, but these poems seem to capture the very heart of Appalachia. Ron Banks did an excellent job!

Ron, I too loved the comment about standing on your head. I can remember so many of those from my childhood....amazing what we as children believed to be true then did it anyway!

Tipper,
Loved this one from Ron! Climbing up the trees for the mucadine vines that crawled up the limbs holding on to the larger, riper black pearls of sweetness...
Hot biscuits and butter, sorgum, honey or black berry jam...Yummm
Just starves me to death this morning...I gotta fix me some breakfast...Great job Ron, just about sums it up for folks from Appalachia!
thanks Tipper,
PS...I hate to mention that four letter word...but we have RAIN in the forcast again for the weekend. But, the last two days have been September like!
Do you know if the Scuppernongs are ripe?

Tipper,
I can relate to alot of Ron Bank's
poem, especially being at the end
of the road part. He tells the story
of life in Appalachia very well.
Thanks Ron, for the well written
thoughts...Ken


Malcolm-you should write one! Actually you should write 2, one about your growing up days and one about the lovely life you and Ciejay have made for yourselves in Thailand : )


Blind Pig The Acorn
Celebrating and Preserving the
Culture of Appalachia
www.blindpigandtheacorn.com

Tipper I love these I'm from's , makes me think of where I'm from , maybe I'll do one of these one of these days . Thanks for keeping memories alive and well , love the girls songs too .

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