Where I Am From

I am from the hayfields in Dorcas with a quiet stream; from Jake's old fashioned kettle corn and the communities' homemade ice cream.

I am from a quaint log home on a beautiful piece of land; and built with all the love in my daddy's hands.

I am from the Solidago and the Opuntia Humifus, golden rods and devil's tongues.

I am from workin' hard till dark and home cooked country dinners from Mary and Tommy Scott to Marie and Fred Keplinger.

I am from the cutting of lots of fire wood and the treat people real good.

I am from the always love your family (especially your two sisters) and how many times have I told you, "Do not run with scissors."

I am the church across the twin bridges, the Brake Church of the Brethern. Where momma always said to believe in God and Heaven.

I'm from the Home of the Golden Trout and born from Beverly Ann with eyes of blue. We wake up to Hamburger Gravy and for dinner it's Oyster Stew.

From watching Steelers football with my brother-in-law Dan, to the first day of hunting season always on my Grandaddy's land, and also the crazy glasses worn by Grannie Ann.

I am from the ledge of a mantle above a fireplace where memories were made and can NEVER be replaced.