Tall Tales from the Hills

Lately, I’ve begun doing something that I should have done years ago – asking my mother and aunt about their lives growing up. It never occurred to me that their lives were all that different
from my own and they’ve never offered many details. But, oh,
how I wish I had asked earlier!

… I did not grasp the significance of the fresh oranges, nuts and chocolates that filled our Christmas stockings. In addition to our stockings, my parents delivered wicker baskets with fruits and candies for their friends.

Over the last few months, I have signed the remaining copies of The Best Doctor in Town at area holiday festivals. I love to learn about the people stop by an have found unexpected connections to Southwest Virginia.