In a cabin high on a mountain, I would sit at Grandpa's feet. The warmth of the fire in the fireplace, the flickering shadows of the lamplight on the wall, the swish of the wind on the tin roof...all this entwined with the sound of Grandpa's voice as it echoed in the quiet of the room....
His stories linger in my heart still! Share the storytelling with me! To hear the audio, click on the button below:
I grew up in a sinister-looking house—no electricity or running water—it was wrapped in red tarpaper and had a tin roof. In listening to the audio you will learn we were not poor, but wealthy in spirit!!
I have written 11 books, including a trilogy about my family. As one of the 7th generation of Scot-Irish people who settled the Western North Carolina mountains, I have incorporated Grandpa's stories into the history and heritage of my people.
Twenty years ago, I began to help others with saving their stories, also. To date, we have published over 140 books!