Tag Archives: appalachian farming

The buck flies would just eat you up

“My parents farmed. Well, it’s a good life, but it’s a hard life. They raised cattle, sheep, and hogs for a living. [Their farm] had a lot of…… It wasn’t much level land, it was more rolling hills and pasture was in… It was sorta rough land. This farm had four springs on it and […]

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Most all is in the brod road; you most keep in the narry road.

The following are daily notes Great Great Grandfather James Calloway Campbell wrote to his children near the end of his life.  The spelling of words is sometimes peculiarly his, but often times, the seemingly misspelled words are spellings found in the Old Blueback Speller of that time period. These “dispatches,” as he called them, were […]

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When I went to suck my bottle of milk, Uncle made fun of me

I was born September 13, 1893, at the old Sapp homestead, my lifelong home, which my parents, John R. and Sanepta A. Sapp, bought in the early ’80s from Lewis Wilson. At my birth, Dr. Luther Grimes and Mrs. Amanda Mills (she was Bob Mills’ grandmother and lived in the brick house south of the […]

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‘Heave ho, over you go’ – hog butchering day

The scent of locust wood smoke and the sound of crackling fires permeated the early morning scene on hog butchering day. Guided by the predawn glow of a flickering lantern, Daddy lit the kindling wood under the scalding tank. He fed the fire until the water almost reached the boiling point, then built more blazing […]

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