Peevish Pen

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Location: Rural Virginia, United States

I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Saturday, September 06, 2014

Special Delivery

My grandparents, Joe and Sallie Smith, lived on a farm in Union Hall. Here's how they looked when they were first married—years before I knew them.

Before my grandparents moved onto the farm, it had belonged to William Bernard and his wife Gillie Ann. William had built the cabin in the early 1850s. When Gillie Ann died in 1897 at the age of 58, she was buried up on the hillside.

William cut a little window in the wall of the log cabin (now covered with clapboards) so he could sit by the fire and look at her grave.

When William died 10 years later, he was buried beside her. A plain stone marked his grave. A few years later, my grandparents bought the farm.

In 1952, Joe received a letter from West Virginia: 

Obviously the stone was delivered and placed. It's been there for 62 years.

But the old stones weren't removed.

They, along with William and Gillie Ann, rest on the hill.

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Blogger Greener Pastures--A City Girl Goes Country said...

That is so cool that you know all that and you have that old letter. The little window was touching.

5:16 PM  

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