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February 14, 2014


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I really love this haunting ballad sung so beautifully by your sweet and talented girls. You did a great job writing this touching story, Tipper. I don't often read long posts on this screen, but I couldn't take my eyes off this until I had finished and played the video. Then I had to share it on FB. Too good not to

Roses and dinner was my valentines. He gave the roses I bought him the dinner. such a grand Valentine I call T.

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ps them to youngens uv yores bout made me cry sanging that song they are the best twin girl grewp iv ever seen are heerd tell uv an thats know lie

This is a beautiful story/
ballad on Valentine's Day- and it does leave me to ponder how often this scenario was repeated by our ancestors, and even today, as the 'melting pot' continues.
Thanks to all three of you for sharing your gifts.

WOW! This moved me. The Pressley Girls
did a fantastic job with this ballad.
As I was reading your introduction, I
was so captivated that I wouldn't even
answer the phone. I love these stories
about our beginnings and what a better
time than on Valentine's Day. Thank

Great job on the ballad!
I have often thought about what a struggle it must have been for my ancestors to take the leap of faith of leaving the land they knew and family and friends they loved and to know they would most likely never see them or their homeland again. I being here in this place and time am the direct result of someone making the decision to abandon what they knew and strike out for a better life for themselves and the ones after them. I am thankful for that decision!

Happy Valentines Day to you and your!!

that should be loves and friends in our lives...my brain knows the word but my hands skip a beat or typewritten word! replace it please thanks


What a great story of love and devotion between a Mother and daughter. Imagine sending a child so far away, knowing that the probability of physically seeing the child again was naught! I know that this scenario plays over and over everyday under different circumstances, with different family members,loves and in our lives. Only the love, memories and visions of the one in our dreams, with the promise of seeing them in the spirit remain.
Tipper, thank the girls for their rendition of a mixed emotion ballad!
Thanks for a wonderful story, my dearest dear friend! We are so glad you are not on your way to Ireland, etc! LOL My rollator would not roll that far!
PS..I had a distant relative, with the middle name of
I saw him listed in my large family history and decendent book! Also, it stated he was never married. Did that mean he never celebrated Valentine's Day? Come to think of it, he may have been named "Valentine"
before the United States started celebrating Valentine's Day! LOL

PS..3.. It's warming up in East Tennessee, so to start raining and change to snow tonight. HELP! Where's SPRING???

we need to remember our beginnings,the struggles and sacrifices to appreciate our blessings

Wonderful post Topper. The music as always was delightful and uplifted me. Thank You

What a beautiful Valentine gift to all of us. Makes me pause to think of the sacrifices of three brothers...distant family of mine who came on a ship from Ireland to North Carolina in the 1600's...and I thank the Lord for their venture.

"I wish my breast was made of glass wherein you might behold. Upon my heart your name lies wrote in letters made of gold." What beautiful words! I've loved this song for a long time and it's good to have your post about it. The girls did a great job playing it. HVD to all.

Great story and another great song by the Pressley Girls! Wishing the BP Gang and all the readers a Happy Valentine's Day.

i love this! i've always enjoyed someone reading a poem or ode while others played so together is beautiful.

Lovely song; Lovely story - One not only inspiring memories of the various stories of my ancestors coming to America, but also of sending my children off to college or out into the world to seek their own "better life". I would imagine that strikes a chord with you and many of your readers as well.

A beautiful story and beautifully sung.

Happy Valentine's Day to all readers! I enjoyed the story of love and sacrifice; it was a romantic pleasure to read. The girls did a wonderful job with their playing and singing. God bless their wonderful talent!

That's just beautiful, Tipper. That song is a perfect match for their guitar, fiddle, and voices. Fine job girls!
The story in haunting indeed. The circle of life goes on, and will go on.
Happy Valentines to all you wonderful Blind Pig readers!!

What a fantastic love story Tipper. My great grand parent's family came by ship to South Carolina from England and moved west to the Arkansas territory. I could imagine them as I read this wonderful story. Happy Valentine's Day and thank you for sharing.

Oh those voices! So sweet and clear. What a great Valentine treat! And so the story, as well. As a descendant of Ulster Scots, I know a few stories like this one, and I never tire of hearing or reading them Good job, all around and thanks!

A really fine job by the girls with a hauntingly beautiful song, but what a lovely valentine story written for the singers it evoked from the Angel of Brasstown.

Love is not found in flowers, candy, teddy bears and the other folderal promoted by hucksters; it is manifest by sacrifices made so that the object of one's love would find a better way.

Fantastic! Best one yet!

What a sad story, unfortunately it happened far too often.

Well, Tipper:

Your story and the playing/singing by the DUET, so early in the morning, certainly put me in a state of sadness! Of course I can cry at the drop of a hat - or in this case singing of a sad song. It is easy to imagine the dreadful conditions those brave folks lived through while departing and coming to the 'new land' by ship. I can barely stand to fly over that ocean in a 747 jet plane.

But thanks for reminding me this is VALENTINE's Day. Jim and I have a date this evening with two of our wonderful grandsons. The oldest will be 'out' for the evening with some fair maiden!


Eva Nell

Good story,, Many lives were forever changed in coming to this country and so many changed whom were left behind.. Good job Girls on the song...

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