My Granny McCabe told me that whatever I needed in life could be found right here in these hills. “You only have to be needy enough and strong enough to take it,” she had said. When we made a pact to hand out some hard justice to them that deserved it, I told the girls […]
When the war started in 1861 I was twenty-three years old. Our small family farm was just ten miles from the Potomac River near Bath, Virginia. I pitched in with the farm work, but spent my days in a one-room schoolhouse teaching grades one through eight. Since I had no time for politics and thought […]
