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Two years ago Pa decided to hike with us into the wood at the head of Grapevine – to see what was left of the school he went to in 1942. The mountain had swallowed it up years before I was born. None of us were sure he could find it. But he did. (More on this later.) Here he stops to rest his leg.
Ok. Here’s a picture of my dad, The Old Man. Smiling. Seriously.
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And the story just…ends? Buffy, dont do that to us…hurry and finish!
Comment by David 06.19.06 @ 5:52
OOh, looks like a scary dude in the second pic! Must have been a little intimidating while you were growing up…
Comment by Katherine 06.19.06 @ 12:35Patricia…my mother always thought so.
Must be because they’re both so sweet natured. *cough*
Comment by Buffy 06.22.06 @ 15:08[...] The first photo was taken on the NC/TN border. The second, in WV. In my old back yard. Literally. What you see still belongs to the old man. He still lives there, on miles and miles of mountains. He says he’ll move soon. Trade in the vastness that’s still The Homeplace for something a little more manageable. [...]
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