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Maybe JD can write a song based on this story/video. If he writes music like he tells stories I am in for the Record!!! Or I guess today it would have to be a CD or that new download stuff the kids do with their cellphones? I guess I just exposed my old age.🤣
I lost my temper with my ex mil (not to mention her darling boy) a few times, but even she knew occasionally when to back off. A few weeks after the wedding, she came up behind me in my own kitchen and like a drill sergeant demanded an apron bc she was going to show me 'how to cook'. As if I hadn't been cooking at least since age 8. I was already chopping veggies for the meal and my back was to her. I said, "Not while I've got this knife in my hand, you won't." She went crying to her little boy but she left me alone for sure. At least she didn't get what my best friend did to her mil. 'Lacey' grabbed that woman by the hair and threw her out of the house entirely. I was always a pretty good scrapper myself, but even I would never try Lacey's patience.
When you look back at days before cell phones. Before all the computer games and an appreciation of the little things. It does make you wonder about how things were. Compared to where we are...
My aunt lived just below my granny’s place down the road and we lived at the very end of the road gravel road that is. Sunday afternoon we’d all meet at my aunts place after church and I believe them tables in the front yard was at least a 1/4 of a mile long in the eyes of a youngun like me and wasn’t a inch left on top that didn’t have the best vittles I’ve ever eat settin on it. It was so wonderful to see with all most the whole bunch of people living on the road was there after church. GOD knows that was some of the best vittles ever crossed my tongue now. Every bit of the vittles home cooked after church LORD I miss them days so much. I guess I could say I’d love to go back to just one of them Sundays and eat till I popped. Maybe JESUS CHRIST AMEN 🙏 will let me experience that one more time Amen 🙏. Thanks JD brought back some great memories for me GOD BLESS y’all Amen 🙏
That was a wonderful story! I remember, when I had children, putting everyone to bed and getting back up to finish my work. The work waited until I spent time with my children and then sleep waited till my work was done.
I love your Granny. Your stories are so much like my Mamas. I wish I had inherited her talent. I cant tell stories but I dare say no one appeciates them more than I do. Edit: That is so much like what my Granny did when Grandpa got mad n said she always cooked too much. He nearly toppled the table. My brothers about killed themselves trying to eat it all. 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 The next Sunday when all the family was coming she wasn't cookin a thing. He finally asked her wasn't she gonna cook. She told him when he told her what n how much she'd consider it. He began back tracking so fast and apologizing and told her he'd never fuss about what or how much she cooked again. And he never did.
Amen to that! He has the gift of believability. Wouldn't surprise me (at all) if all these stories happened to someone, somewhere in those mountains! It's like I'm a child again, sitting cross-legged on the porch at my elders' feet.
@@TheAppalachianStoryteller we only got about 2 inches here. But enough to get cold, wet and miserable while trying to sleigh ride. 🤣🤣. For the record I'm too old and out of shape to be doing that.. more snow in the forecast, maybe I'll be smart enough to stay inside.. or just take another dose of Motrin..
Great Job JD. You never disappoint. I've bkought a copy of your book a few days ago, very well written. My mom is like me when it comes to the history and stories of our heritage here in East Tennessee. You make it sound like I have heard it all my life. It's simple, yet pure Appalachian stories. God Bless You My Friend!
Amen to that. Thanks for another great story, JD. Sometimes a person can seem crabby when really they've just had about all they can take right then. If you can, try to silently pray for them instead of making their day even harder. Can't say I'm really good at that, but now and then I try at least a little. At the end of the day, hurt people hurt people. I'll say this about keeping Sunday as a 'sweet day of rest' though. One person's work is another person's delight. If I have something to do at a sewing machine, I go right ahead and do it. The hum of the motor and the making of whatever is balm to my soul. Yeah, I can hear my stricter ancestors yelling at me for it from the grave, but if I run the machine hard enough it drowns out their voices. :)
@@vickykent353 - Due honor given to traditions and all that, but at the end of the day it's still true what one of Beau of the Fifth Column's sons said, quote: "Tradition is just letting dead people tell you what to do."
Welcome to the neighborhood Dannie. I moved from up north to the mountains of NC 25yrs ago and here's what I can tell ya. Mountain people can be kinda "clannish" and slow to accept outsiders. Some may test your patience. Always be truthful ,don't be bragadocious, and always coat your words with sweet tea. Before you know it you'll be invited to the cookout! Bonus points if you hunt or fish and know how to hoe a garden
Your stories rekindle emotions that time seems determined to erase from the common sense of modern men. Thank you Sir for the effort you put into these stories that help me rewind the faith and family it seems we have mostly forgotten with the modern distractions that surround us today.
More & more I listen to these, more I remember my Grammaw & Grampaw under the big apple tree in the corner of their front yard, telling us kids about fireballs that appeared out of nowhere, & seeing a headless man on a horse. Wish I could remember it all, but it’s been over 70 years. God bless the storytellers!
Appalachian Storyteller, I enjoyed hearing the stories of the Appalachian people and their adventures. It transport you back in that area. Thank you so much for sharing these wonderful stories. ❤️
I'd never make it like these amazing women did. At age 70 getting hot or super worn out makes me right out sick. Thank you JD! I live in Western North Carolina with the Appalachians all around. They are even more lovely now due to your stories planted in my memory.
Pennyroyal is a medicinal herb in the mint family. It was used for centuries as an insect repellant. It is not recommended for medicinal use now as it has "pyrethrins" natural volatile oils. However, it was used for colds and just about anything else you can think of from colds to stomach aches. It is still used in flea collars, to this day. It wasal so used to induce abortions in the very early stages, however the amounts to do so can be lethal according to literature today. It was well known among women herbalists of the day. It is a low growing spreading ground cover, it has lavender colored flowers. It is very pungent smelling, and has a sharp minty smell. it grows on a square stalk, as do all plants in the mint family.
I loved this story! I do believe it is my favorite one yet. Thank you very much for bringing the past to us… they make me appreciate what we have now in a way that makes me wonder just how did they survive at all. I know that I personally wouldn’t have been able to handle the responsibility of a mother, wife and homemaker even 100 years ago. Please continue with your journey to bring the past to our present. God bless you.
Her house at 9:04 looks like my granny’s old house. They finally broke down and put the old I call it asphalt paper on the outside of it. It’s still setting on the big sandstone rock that my dad and his brothers and sisters built many years ago. I’ve slept many a night in the upstairs listening to the rain on the tin roof it washes insulated back then. Granny had feather pillows and a mattress on the old bed springs and it was so warm it didn’t matter how cold it was in that old bed the quilts my granny made and the pillow and mattress full of home picked feathers was warm as could be no matter the temp. LORD I pray when I get HOME to HEAVEN I get to go back just one time and sleep in that old bed with the same pillow on it. It was as close to HEAVEN as I could get from there at the time. LORD I miss the times I had there.
This story takes me to a simple place and time what life looks like the joy and satisfaction of the landscape sweet flowers bring to mlnd and church and choir music that fills the soul’s happiness and the chores of the day we do this a special story that I would love my daily life to look like ❤❤❤
Thanks for this amazing story.i know old timers had it rough but back then they was all hard working and honest people that would give you the shirt off their back to help.
I could just visualize my earlier farm family’s generation, having mornings, and Sunday mornings, such as you described. Sounded like a days worth of work, before breakfast.
Hi JD didn't get to listen to your story until this evening. Our power went out Wednesday at 1:45 and just came back on. There's still over 4000 customers without power down here in Durham NC.They said an employee damaged something at the substation and it put over 11,000 customers without power in this awful cold spell. Glad I had your story to listen to and your book to read again.😊
I love this story! I was literally laughing out loud when my husband was like, what are you listening to, I said a really funny True story😊way to go J D! Thanks for the laugh on this cold snowy day in Kentucky!
Times have changed. Mom told me that grandpa worked grandma into the crazy house. Grandma had to cook big meals for grandpa's hired hands and their family of seven (5 children). She had to do everything the old way; and, she cooked on a wood cook stove. No one likes to be taken for granted.
here in my neck of the woods, the most northwestern part of NC , we call pennyroyal , pennarile. that's what all the old timers call it and people look at me funny when i call it that. maybe some youngun will pick up and pass along some of the old ways
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Wow, *Women and runaway horses* .. . Sounds like a name for a beautiful song. Another lovely story JD, thank you so much for sharing! 😘👌
that would make a great song!
Maybe JD can write a song based on this story/video. If he writes music like he tells stories I am in for the Record!!!
Or I guess today it would have to be a CD or that new download stuff the kids do with their cellphones?
I guess I just exposed my old age.🤣
@@bryanbennett972😅 that's okay. No worries. I expect there a lot of us on here that are long in the tooth. 😅
I lost my temper with my ex mil (not to mention her darling boy) a few times, but even she knew occasionally when to back off. A few weeks after the wedding, she came up behind me in my own kitchen and like a drill sergeant demanded an apron bc she was going to show me 'how to cook'. As if I hadn't been cooking at least since age 8. I was already chopping veggies for the meal and my back was to her. I said, "Not while I've got this knife in my hand, you won't." She went crying to her little boy but she left me alone for sure. At least she didn't get what my best friend did to her mil. 'Lacey' grabbed that woman by the hair and threw her out of the house entirely. I was always a pretty good scrapper myself, but even I would never try Lacey's patience.
When you look back at days before cell phones. Before all the computer games and an appreciation of the little things. It does make you wonder about how things were. Compared to where we are...
and where we are going...
@@TheAppalachianStoryteller Lord, that's the truth.
They were amazingly better. I miss those days 😢
My aunt lived just below my granny’s place down the road and we lived at the very end of the road gravel road that is. Sunday afternoon we’d all meet at my aunts place after church and I believe them tables in the front yard was at least a 1/4 of a mile long in the eyes of a youngun like me and wasn’t a inch left on top that didn’t have the best vittles I’ve ever eat settin on it. It was so wonderful to see with all most the whole bunch of people living on the road was there after church. GOD knows that was some of the best vittles ever crossed my tongue now. Every bit of the vittles home cooked after church LORD I miss them days so much. I guess I could say I’d love to go back to just one of them Sundays and eat till I popped. Maybe JESUS CHRIST AMEN 🙏 will let me experience that one more time Amen 🙏. Thanks JD brought back some great memories for me GOD BLESS y’all Amen 🙏
great memories Randle!
That was a wonderful story! I remember, when I had children, putting everyone to bed and getting back up to finish my work. The work waited until I spent time with my children and then sleep waited till my work was done.
Thank you so much!
I love your Granny. Your stories are so much like my Mamas. I wish I had inherited her talent. I cant tell stories but I dare say no one appeciates them more than I do.
Edit: That is so much like what my Granny did when Grandpa got mad n said she always cooked too much. He nearly toppled the table. My brothers about killed themselves trying to eat it all. 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
The next Sunday when all the family was coming she wasn't cookin a thing. He finally asked her wasn't she gonna cook. She told him when he told her what n how much she'd consider it.
He began back tracking so fast and apologizing and told her he'd never fuss about what or how much she cooked again. And he never did.
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Awesome!
J.D. the way you tell these stories, there no way of knowing if they're based on a true story, or something You've come up with. Excellent job.
Thanks so much Rusty! Hope y’all are doing alright and your boy got to play in some snow- mine had a blast the past two days- we got 8 inches here
Amen to that! He has the gift of believability. Wouldn't surprise me (at all) if all these stories happened to someone, somewhere in those mountains! It's like I'm a child again, sitting cross-legged on the porch at my elders' feet.
@@TheAppalachianStoryteller we only got about 2 inches here. But enough to get cold, wet and miserable while trying to sleigh ride. 🤣🤣. For the record I'm too old and out of shape to be doing that.. more snow in the forecast, maybe I'll be smart enough to stay inside.. or just take another dose of Motrin..
Great Job JD. You never disappoint. I've bkought a copy of your book a few days ago, very well written. My mom is like me when it comes to the history and stories of our heritage here in East Tennessee. You make it sound like I have heard it all my life. It's simple, yet pure Appalachian stories. God Bless You My Friend!
Thank you so much! Appreciate your support and kind words!
I feel the same way as granny Tollet whenever I find some sassafras. That root beer smell will live with me always.
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Another good one. I enjoy grannies stories. Kindness 😊
She was kind and wise
Amen to that. Thanks for another great story, JD. Sometimes a person can seem crabby when really they've just had about all they can take right then. If you can, try to silently pray for them instead of making their day even harder. Can't say I'm really good at that, but now and then I try at least a little. At the end of the day, hurt people hurt people.
I'll say this about keeping Sunday as a 'sweet day of rest' though. One person's work is another person's delight. If I have something to do at a sewing machine, I go right ahead and do it. The hum of the motor and the making of whatever is balm to my soul. Yeah, I can hear my stricter ancestors yelling at me for it from the grave, but if I run the machine hard enough it drowns out their voices. :)
Drowns out their voices. 😅😅😅
@@vickykent353 - Due honor given to traditions and all that, but at the end of the day it's still true what one of Beau of the Fifth Column's sons said, quote: "Tradition is just letting dead people tell you what to do."
Love that last line!
I love listening to all these stories while I work. Having just recently moved to Appalachia it is wonderful to learn the cultures and stories. ❤
glad to have you here Dannie
@@TheAppalachianStoryteller you know most people (even close friends) don't spell my nickname right and you got it first try. 😲😊
Welcome to the neighborhood Dannie. I moved from up north to the mountains of NC 25yrs ago and here's what I can tell ya. Mountain people can be kinda "clannish" and slow to accept outsiders. Some may test your patience. Always be truthful ,don't be bragadocious, and always coat your words with sweet tea. Before you know it you'll be invited to the cookout!
Bonus points if you hunt or fish and know how to hoe a garden
❤thank you❤ None of my grandparents told stories of their past.
Thank you Cherrie
That had to be one of the best and sweetest stories I have ever heard on this channel--or anywhere else for that matter.
thank you!
I always loved listening to the elderly talk about when and how they grew up...I learned alot.
Me too, I still do
That was a great story brother........hung on to every word,,......you may be one of the best story tellers 👍
Thank you so much my friend!
You definitely have a special gift for story telling. I just love listening.❤
Thank you!
Great story JD She's right I haven't a day of rest since I had children and grandchildren love their hearts
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I just love everything about your channel, your voice, to the story's, i've said it before i think i lived there in a past life ❤
Thank you so much Sharon, I really believe they lived the best life
Your stories rekindle emotions that time seems determined to erase from the common sense of modern men. Thank you Sir for the effort you put into these stories that help me rewind the faith and family it seems we have mostly forgotten with the modern distractions that surround us today.
Thank you so much CaptnJack, I really appreciate your kind words my friend
I got your notification and I got here quick as I could, JD! You always tell the best stories, friend, and I'll see ya on the next one!
See you Saturday Scott!
What a story to warm your heart. Loved it. Thank you for sharing your gift
Thank you ❤️
That was satisfying! Mileys spirit lives on.
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More & more I listen to these, more I remember my Grammaw & Grampaw under the big apple tree in the corner of their front yard, telling us kids about fireballs that appeared out of nowhere, & seeing a headless man on a horse. Wish I could remember it all, but it’s been over 70 years. God bless the storytellers!
Thank you my friend. Have a blessed day.
Appalachian Storyteller,
I enjoyed hearing the stories of the Appalachian people and their adventures. It transport you back in that area.
Thank you so much for sharing these wonderful stories. ❤️
Thank you Linda ❤️ have a blessed day
I think I love Granny Tolley stories the best. She was just like my mama telling stories
She was a beautiful soul
Love to hear your stories! It takes me back to my grandma, I use to beg her for stories of her childhood. She had 18 brothers and sisters.
Thank you ma’am
That was a wonderful story. I’m sure most of us, especially wives and mothers. We never seem to get a day of rest. 😂
Thanks JD👍
Thank you Denise
I'd never make it like these amazing women did. At age 70 getting hot or super worn out makes me right out sick.
Thank you JD! I live in Western North Carolina with the Appalachians all around. They are even more lovely now due to your stories planted in my memory.
P.S. And this "folk" is indeed going through something you can't see. But the Lord knows and He comforts.
Thank you!
Awww what a lovely story! Kylie was sure having a rough day! But I loved the way grandma recollected it! Thanks for sharing J D. Blessings always!
Thank you Betty!
@@TheAppalachianStoryteller You’re welcome JD! ❤️✝️
JD your stories are gifted with heavenly powers and so are you! Thank you kindly for sharing your stories and your gift!
Thank you!
Pennyroyal is a medicinal herb in the mint family. It was used for centuries as an insect repellant. It is not recommended for medicinal use now as it has "pyrethrins" natural volatile oils. However, it was used for colds and just about anything else you can think of from colds to stomach aches. It is still used in flea collars, to this day. It wasal so used to induce abortions in the very early stages, however the amounts to do so can be lethal according to literature today. It was well known among women herbalists of the day.
It is a low growing spreading ground cover, it has lavender colored flowers. It is very pungent smelling, and has a sharp minty smell. it grows on a square stalk, as do all plants in the mint family.
thanks for that breakdown of its virtues... granny didn't know any of that... yet, somehow she did.
I’m for anything organic and also if you plant mint around your property it deters ants .
Well done, as usual! I like all of your videos before they even play! Thanks again, JD.
I appreciate that!
I think these stories about the church chior folks are some some of my favorites. Thanks JD.
Im happy you enjoyed it Melissa! Hope you are having a blessed day!
I loved this story! I do believe it is my favorite one yet. Thank you very much for bringing the past to us… they make me appreciate what we have now in a way that makes me wonder just how did they survive at all. I know that I personally wouldn’t have been able to handle the responsibility of a mother, wife and homemaker even 100 years ago. Please continue with your journey to bring the past to our present. God bless you.
Thank you ❤️ have a blessed day
I imagine any mother could definitely relate to this story! We’ve all had days like that!
I bet she could
If anyone is thinking about getting JD'S book...I promise you won't be disappointed Or maybe giving as a gift it's totally worth it.
Thank you Bella ❤️
This is perhaps the best one yet! Lord have mercy that had me laughing out loud.
Thank you for sharing this.
Glad you enjoyed it!
Love your stories. ❤
Thank you Carol!
Her house at 9:04 looks like my granny’s old house. They finally broke down and put the old I call it asphalt paper on the outside of it. It’s still setting on the big sandstone rock that my dad and his brothers and sisters built many years ago. I’ve slept many a night in the upstairs listening to the rain on the tin roof it washes insulated back then. Granny had feather pillows and a mattress on the old bed springs and it was so warm it didn’t matter how cold it was in that old bed the quilts my granny made and the pillow and mattress full of home picked feathers was warm as could be no matter the temp. LORD I pray when I get HOME to HEAVEN I get to go back just one time and sleep in that old bed with the same pillow on it. It was as close to HEAVEN as I could get from there at the time. LORD I miss the times I had there.
Thanks for sharing those memories!
Love these stories and real smoke coming out of the chimney.
Love Granny’s “life lesson” 🥰
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Beautiful ❤
Funny, I didn't know how endearing all our experiences were until now they're done.
amen Ruth
This story takes me to a simple place and time what life looks like the joy and satisfaction of the landscape sweet flowers bring to mlnd and church and choir music that fills the soul’s happiness and the chores of the day we do this a special story that I would love my daily life to look like ❤❤❤
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Thanks for this amazing story.i know old timers had it rough but back then they was all hard working and honest people that would give you the shirt off their back to help.
Well said Wayne, hope all is well in your neck of the woods brother.
It was a pleasure listening to this story. Thank you ❤❤❤
Glad you enjoyed it!
I'm 70 years old and listening to your stories makes me wish I would have known my grandparents. I just love these stories. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you Ruby, have a blessed night
I enjoyed this. It brought back memories.
Thank you Jeffery!
I found your stories to be great.We ran across your stories and watched for hours.Thankyou your one of the best.
Thank you!
I could just visualize my earlier farm family’s generation, having mornings, and Sunday mornings, such as you described. Sounded like a days worth of work, before breakfast.
Love that!
I love the stories of your Granny!
Thank you 😊
Amazing Sir. ❤️ thank you. 🙏🇨🇦
Thank you my Canadian friend... we woke up to -3 here in East Tennessee today!
@@TheAppalachianStoryteller Minus 20 here today brr
Wonderful heartwarming story once again.
Thank you, Sir x
Hi JD didn't get to listen to your story until this evening. Our power went out Wednesday at 1:45 and just came back on. There's still over 4000 customers without power down here in Durham NC.They said an employee damaged something at the substation and it put over 11,000 customers without power in this awful cold spell. Glad I had your story to listen to and your book to read again.😊
Thank you Sharon! It’s nothing but ice here in East TN- I had to park a half mile away at the bottom of the hill and walk home
A story one can relate to and still laugh.❤️
Thank you ❤️
Good evening JD it’s great to see another story from you
how you feeling Randle?
Another great story , thank you.
Thanks James
Just like the old days and the pics look just like Washington co.,Arkansas loved it J.D. thnx
Thank you!
I love this story! I was literally laughing out loud when my husband was like, what are you listening to, I said a really funny True story😊way to go J D! Thanks for the laugh on this cold snowy day in Kentucky!
Thank you, have a blessed day!
Thank you for sharing this story I read this Sunday morning before church ❤the way of life i long for envisioned it should be ❤
Be blessed my friend
Hi JD! Such a good story and reminds me of how contrary a woman can be.
Have a blessed night and stay warm!
you too Willow!
Afternoon
Howdy Theresa!
You are a master storyteller! No doubt! I know just how Miley felt, I have those same kind of days sometimes!
Thank you! I think we've all had those days for sure
Wow I just ❤ that woman 💕💕. I think as a woman we all feel that way at times 😂😂😂😂👵🏻👩🌾❣️
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Absolutely love the intro violin music
Thank you!
What a great story... funny and with important lessons... I really enjoyed it... and no one died...lol Thanks JD 🥶👍
and no one died.. LOL
Love your stories and book
Thank you so much ❤️ ❤️
Happy Wensday! Spoiled with all the stories this last week.
snowed in and had some extra time!
@@TheAppalachianStoryteller lol. It’s cold and snowy hear also. Hope it’s not too bad over by you. Are there still copies of the signed book?
would love more Molly stories. I love Granny Tollets too.
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I loved this story..thank you!
Thank you Audrey, have a blessed day!
Fabulous wisdom in Grannies story JD, love it.
Wish I could have sat there with Grannie 😊
Thank you Victoria!
Thank you fantastic story!
Thank you so much
Wonderful story, I enjoyed.
Thanks so much
AMEN!!
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What a story! :))
Thank you Patricia!
Super story JD😂 Thank you, much love❤
Thank
You ❤️
Love your stories.
Thank you 😊
Times have changed. Mom told me that grandpa worked grandma into the crazy house. Grandma had to cook big meals for grandpa's hired hands and their family of seven (5 children). She had to do everything the old way; and, she cooked on a wood cook stove. No one likes to be taken for granted.
Amen
I really enjoyed this one. Thank you very much
Thanks Terry!
Really good story 👍
Thank you!
😂😂😂❤❤ reminds me of my of my grandma. Sounds just like her!keep up the good work 👏 🙌 👍
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Wonderful story JD. Loved it.
Thank you Doc! Hope you are have a great Friday!
What a grand story! Thank you.
Peace and roses,
Deb the TN Scary Lady
Thank you Deb!
Enjoyed the story
Thank you Edward!
Love this story JD! I shared it. Thank you.
Thank you Traci!
Beautiful
Thank you!
Thanx so much!
Nothing like an old country church singing.
amen to that!
This was a sure good story I appreciate you
Thanks so much!
Love this channel!!
Thank you 🙏
Quite the storage JD. I sure enjoyed it. Thank you.
I wish we still lived close to the earth, to God and to eachother. We have lost the best parts of life...
There Lord tests us and tempers us. Glory to God!
amen!
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❤️ Thank you Nonnie
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Thank you Sadie!
Caught that a Petty was a part of the choir. Wonder if he or ancestors were eventually in the racing world starting out as runners......?
maybe so!
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Thank you Carrie
here in my neck of the woods, the most northwestern part of NC , we call pennyroyal , pennarile. that's what all the old timers call it and people look at me funny when i call it that. maybe some youngun will pick up and pass along some of the old ways
thanks for sharing that!
My favorite 😅😂
Thank you!
Yes