This one is a memory of my last visit with Dad. It was a very special time….
On Monday I posted a poem to honor my Aunt Linda. It was a poem I had written a year or two ago, about my family. But after I published it, I realized that I wanted to write a new poem. A poem specifically for her. She was a special lady, so I just letContinue reading “The Bright Ones”
Growing up, my sister and I spent a lot of time at Grandma Hatfield’s house in McCarr, KY. My grandmother, great grandmother, cousins, aunts and uncles were a huge part of that time, including Aunt Linda and Uncle Lyle. My Aunt Linda just recently passed away. She was so kind and gentle and loving. EarthContinue reading “Mountain Road (McCarr, KY)”
Dad was born in Southeastern Kentucky, in the heart of Hatfield country. Grandma Hatfield lived down there, and when we would visit, my sister and I and a bunch of cousins would pile into an uncle’s pickup truck to go places, rollin’ round those old corkscrew mountain roads and having a blast 🙂