Chapter 4
RUN LIST
CHAPTER ONE Sherman fiddle 0 Lov-lie Nancy CH1-1/8 HEADING BACK EAST Maggie banjo 5.3 Across the Rocky Mountain CH1-2/8 A HORSE, CAT AND DOG STORY CH1-3/8 “ADOPTING A KITTEN?” CH1-4/8 THEIR TIME TO HOLLER CH1-5/8 A BALL OF FIRE Burl fiddle 22.3 Sugar Grove Blues CH1-6/8 BIG COARSE NOISE CH1-7/8 WHAT IN THE NAME OF SENSE Maggie banjo 32.15 Jack of Diamonds CH1-8/8 UNCLE BILL FAY ‘S CRIPPLEFOOT CHAPTER TWO Burl fiddle 0.25 Lord Batesman CH2-1/15 A BLACK BARE FOOT CH2-2/15 PERT NEAR CRIED CH2-3/15 EVOLUTION AT ITS QUICKEST Burl...
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CHAPTER ONE 8 stories CH1-1/8 HEADING BACK EAST CH1-2/8 A HORSE, CAT AND DOG STORY CH1-3/8 “ADOPTING A KITTEN?” CH1-4/8 THEIR TIME TO HOLLER CH1-5/8 A BALL OF FIRE CH1-6/8 BIG COARSE NOISE CH1-7/8 WHAT IN THE NAME OF SENSE CH1-8/8 UNCLE BILL FAY ‘S CRIPPLEFOOT CHAPTER TWO 15 stories CH2-1/15 A BLACK BARE FOOT CH2-2/15 PERT NEAR CRIED CH2-3/15 EVOLUTION AT ITS QUICKEST CH2-4/15 FATHER AND SON CH2-5/15 HOLLER LIKE A WOMAN CH2-6, 7, 8/15 WHEN THE DAYS WERE YOUNG IN THE BIG TIMBER WOODS x3 stories (MONEY WAS EASY: TIMES WAS BETTER,...
read moreDREAM NO MORE
Maggie Hammons Parker: I’ll just tell it to you the way I heard it. Great-grandfather I guess he was. At the time that it was, and they lived there, and there was just two families of the white people lived there. And all the others that lived there was Indians. Dwight Diller: Where was— Maggie: It was, ah—they had to cross, it was, they called it the Indian Nation, that’s where they said it was at, the Indian Nation. Burl Hammons: You want to know where it was at? It was a place they called Whitley. Maggie: Where? Burl: Whitley....
read moreOUR FIRST DAYS
“Slave or free” was bringing disorder, late in the fifties on the Kentucky border Grandpa and the rest Was log drivin’ men, A’ridin’ the tide To the Tug Fork bend At night on their ark Came shots from the shore, “They’re a’shootin out our lights but they’ll shoot no more.” “Quick with the hog rifle, Quick with the blade, Quick, cut ‘em down Till new widows is made. Grandpa told his kin After the fray, “War clouds, they’s a’brewin, storm’s on the way” “You better get out boys while the gettin’s still good, Le’s hit’er to the high ground Hide...
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