I adore your channel when this crazy world gets too loud (which happens a lot) I love to escape to your channel. Keep doing what you are doing you are a God send🥰
I am so pleased that you decided to keep on reading books. I love listening to you narrate theses books. Thank you Tipper! My wife sings Amazing Grace in Cherokee. It sounds wonderful!😊🇨🇦
As I allowed the words to immerse me in the times and situations, it was like a virtual time machine that I really dread returning from. I know for sure this will be one of my all time favorites. Thank you, Tipper, for bringing this to us. ♥
Yes! I enjoyed you reading this story. That was really sad about baby Lydia dying but the way the author phrased the burial - "they gave her back to God" - was poignant. I'm looking forward to next week's reading.
Thank you ...So much history has been lost . I pray that all children and adults listen to their grandparents and parents offering their precious memories to enrich their souls..
I enjoyed listening to the story..So relaxing.. like being carried back to the earlier times..i especially enjoyed the interaction between the mother and the Cherokee women. And the story of the clothes line... looking forward to the next stories.😊
Just started listening! My husband logged our woods with only the help of our children. My mother put a belly band (with a quarter positioned over the navel) on us and on each of my five children. She said it was for an “innie” navel. Apparently, “outies” were considered unhealthy. My heart is sad with the loss of her baby sister. I had a baby brother die two days after birth. I was four years old and I clearly remember. My grandparents and stepfather were in the front seat of the car, I was seated in the back among three aunts, with one aunt holding the tiny coffin with my baby brother inside. My grandpa’s cousin had dug the grave. It’s in Henderson County, TN. I am going to enjoy this book!
What struck me was the baby’s death and how perilous pregnancy and childbirth were not so very long ago. Today, we take pregnancies for granted and celebrate them mightily, but with each one back then, there was surely massive uncertainty and some fear. My last baby was transverse during labor and the pain was indescribable. The description of the mother’s pain took me right back to that day. Praise God for c-sections when they are needed! Looking forward to next Friday.
Yes thank God for C-section , my first was two weeks overdue and he had lost the amniotic fluid and would have died , too many times I think people think C-section are for people who are lazy or something glad you agree about C-section my second was vbac , have a great weekend
I so loved listening to this while I was working in the kitchen. The beginning brought me to tears, I cannot explain why. A longing for what used to be perhaps. But the ending has me weeping. God bless.
I loved this story ❤ my daddy was a logger I can relate to the smells of sawdust :) my daddy grew up in Blackwater Virginia and my mother in a little town in Tennessee called Sneedville , my heritage has always been told to me as being a Meulugion (sp) a combination of French Irish Indian African Portuguese 💙I'm looking forward to the next chapter :)
I love this type of stories. Sounds like my Granny’s life. Thanks Tipper for taking us on an adventure with you!!💕. I live in Cherokee OK but it’s the opposite side of the state from Cherokee county. This was part of the Cherokee Outlet. I think most kids learned about the Oklahoma Land Run in history class and there have been several books and movies about that subject as well.
I love reading Appalachian history & their hard way of life...one of my fav page turners is Gap Creek by Robert Morgan. I literally lose myself in these wonderful expressive books. TY Tipper.
I’m so thankful you are reading another book. I loved Mountain Path and still think of all that happened. My papaw worked at the sawmill all his working life and when I smell Pine trees or cut lumber, I remember him. He always had a fine layer of sawdust on his clothes. ♥️
I’m glad you chose this book to read. I have it on my list of books to read. These are strong and beautiful people, both white and Indian. The Cherokee reservation is one of my favorite memories of visiting Gatlinburg as Dad would always take us there at some point during our vacations. I am forever impressed with the strength of the Appalachian people in those times. Lydia’s birth and death story was particularly touching. What a wonderful man to hold his wife during difficult labor and then try to save his infant daughter. 💔 Thank you for sharing this book with us.
What a great choice for our new book! 😊 The fact that it is about real life and real people makes it even more Interesting. And of course makes the happy things and sad things more powerful. We are so excited about our new friday read. Have a great weekend. God Bless yall.
Thank you for the story , I hope you read more later on . Poor baby and Dad , dad doing his best , keep wanting to say put some milk on a piece of cloth but I knew he would not have heard. Loved the Cherokee stories, so glad she had friends, wish she wasn't fearful they would steal a blue eyed child. Thanks for letting us visit as usual.
I am glad to hear another book reading about life in the mountains. Amazed at the hard times these people endured in the harsh winters. Thank you for reading for us.
Oh my! I have that book & am reading it now aloud at night to my family! Amazing life story! My hubby is from the mountains of West Virginia & he relates so much to Dorie's story. Especially the language & lifestyle. You can learn so much from Dorie's life.. tfs! Blessings!
Once again, Ms. Tipper, I see commonality between the early settlers and lifestyles of Appalachia and here. Just north of my home and up a hollow lies a little unmarked grave of a still born baby boy. My grandfather's first wife died of child birth fever, his little boy lessvthan a year later of stomach complaint. A lot of folks think with nostalgia of the old times and the simpler life but darned if I'd want to live them. Most rural folks lived short hard lives, worn out by work and knowing nothing else their life long.
Such a great start for a book. My dad was born in 1916 and when you were reading about the turpentine and kerosene reminded me of stories he would tell about his mom. Dad said that if he or any of his five siblings had a sore throat grandma would dip a turkey feather in turpentine and swab their throats with it. The kerosene was used for treating a cold or chest congestion. Smoke was blown into a youngin’s ear for an earache. My mother’s dad worked at a sawmill and they lived in a large canvas tent until she was 9 or 10. She was 12 before her mom talked her dad into letting her start school. You always bring such sweet memories to mind whether you are reading a book or telling about your on family. Thank you 💕
Thank you so much for reading another book. I’ve written before that your stories are the highlight of my week. I sit back and close my eyes and listen to your beautiful voice reading the book💕
I'm so pleased with your next book!!! My daughter Marys great Grandma was part Cherokee and the family was so proud of that, now with DNA some of her cousins have .01 to .03 Indian and Mary has .01 unknown in her DNA. I know what it is to work away from home when I was young, My first job was at 9 years old, I stayed at my Auntys and rocked her baby when she milked the cows. And I did other short time sitting, at 12, I took care of children while the parents worked, and went home weekends. Today we wouldn't have babysitters that young. Now back to the book, you did a great job picking one!!! God Bless. Jean
This is another great story! A few parts took me back to my childhood with Dorie giving her kids a tonic to cleanse out any winter issues and in May letting kids go barefoot for summer since winter shoes were to tight. My mom did the same tonic for cleansing and barefoot in summer except to go to church. Yep, this is another great story! Thank you for sharing it with us!
That was sad, but beautiful. I've always found it so interesting how struggles and objects from the past have become expensive commodities today. For ex: a log cabins, old schools, the fireplace for cooking and heating (cast iron stoves), stories, etc. The woodstove in your cellar/basement is something I'd like to build. I like the idea of the heat rising and warming the upper floors. The central location for warmth, stories, not to mention food in the past generations. Porches, too, did something for communities as a whole. Everything tells a story if one knows how to read the actions, thoughts, of the time period.
I am thrilled you're reading this book. I read it last year and loved it so much. As I read the book, I was so drawn into Dorie's story, not because I lived in Appalachia (which I don't) but because I so admired their strength and resilience. Thank you for choosing this book and reading it to us.
I am so glad for another book! This sounds fascinating. I open the video as soon as I clock out from work, it is my favorite part of the week. Thank you!
The first thing I thought of was my grandmother was called Mettie from Mehetable. Thank you for this opening chapter. I look forward to more next Friday. P s I made cabbage patch stew yesterday!
Thank you, for starting another book! ♥️ I have always wished I could have lived during this time period. The people back then had such a depth of knowledge about how to live off the land. I would love to have seen our beautiful country as the Native Americans saw it, before it was all built up and the trees cut down. Don’t get me wrong, I still think our country has many, many beautiful places! Thanks again!
I do so enjoy these stories, am avid reader,, this is a real treat having u read to us. Love hearing the life and times of this Era I'm listening to u tonight just as I did as a child when n 5th grade when our teacher would always read to us after lunch. Always hoped she would read more than one chapter because it was the time I allowed my self to.pretend to be my favorite character Thank You sooo very much! Look forward to more
Thank You so much for reading this! I love it so far and I am just going to have to get a copy for myself! I think the things that stuck out to me the most were the poor baby Lydia dying, and the parents' grief. I also love what you did, about how she kept that little poem for the rest of her life. I think it's too funny that the parent's never took everything off to bathe! I wonder if they did some other cleaning up when their children weren't around? This is so good and I thank you again!
I didn’t want you to stop reading! A snowy,, cold night snuggled up in a blanket and listening to her story… familiar tones to stories my ancestors passed down. I felt like a child being put to bed and read a book, then when it ends begs, ‘More More’… lol Looking forward to next time- thanks for taking your time to read to us! 🥰
Another great book tipper! I'm excited to hear this story ! I can totally relate about the saw dust...my family worked in logging and saw mills....the sawdust in the creases of the overalls and on the stitching of the caps and where the bill joined .....and the aroma of the sawdust .....thanks tipper ...God bless....🙏❤
Thank you Tipper, Both stories are fascinating! I live in the forested north west of Washington state and can picture the rain, snow and freezing cold you described.
I think I'm going to love this book. I never lived in the mountains but that's where my family comes from in Kentucky, W Virginia area. I've always felt the mountains deeply. I couldn't say what exactly it was. In my imagination I wove stories of what I thought living in the mountains would be like. As an adult I have found my made up stories were so close to stories from people who lived in the Mountains. I've often wondered if the mountains become part of us so deeply that even when separated from the mountains we still know them. My oldest daughter is the same as myself. She seems to just know the mountains.
One of my favorite books! You mentioned it a while back and I ordered it. I've read it twice and have shared my book. Now I will hear it for a third time!! Yippee☺
I am so glad you're reading us another book and sounds like this one is going to be really good too. The parts about the Cherokee women & their stories fascinated me. My mama was part Cherokee. She was in a family of 9 or 11 siblings. Her mama lost a child but I can't remember what she passed from. I know she mentioned how her daddy made the girls work just as hard as the boys gardening, putting up hay, taking care of the animals & helping their mama cook & can. I remember her talking about what a hard life it was for them. I never got to know her parents. Her mother died from diabetes complications way back in a time not much was known to help it. Her dad ended up moving away from the homestead & remarrying. I was little but I remember mama being upset. He died from some form of heart problems. Mama said he "broke a heart string". I thought our hearts had strings that could break til I went to school! Thanks, Tipper! Your reading is calming & gets me to a place I don't think about the awful pain I live in 24/7. I really enjoy your's & the girls' channels! God bless y'all!
Thank you Tipper! I confess I recently listened (binged listened) to Mountain Path, and I just don't really know how to show you my appreciation. Thank you so much for reading - you're an excellent narrator. In this book of course the death of the child - breathtaking. The other thing that really got my attention was the Indian looking thru the window. I remember my Mom talking about this happening to my Grandma Josie, my Mom's, Mom. Thanks again for reading.
Wonderful book! Am looking forward to more...live in the mountains of Arkansas, really enjoy your channel, thank you so much for sharing your life and ways with us. My daddy was born and raised in the mountains of west Virginia .
Thanks for a new reading!! So educational in the best way, it helps me appreciate the area I live in now- not too far from Copperhill! So much history to absorb - looking forward to it!!
Oh I loved this! One of my favorite childhood memories is my mom reading to us almost every night! When her voice would start giving out we would run and make her tea! Lol! This was so relaxing and such an interesting story to listen to while I made my own family dinner tonight. I love your channel and have enjoyed getting some recipe inspiration. Thank you! =)
I love this! Names in my family that replaced the "a" on the end to "ie" or "y" were: Stelly, Sary, Emmy, Elzie (man), and in my husband's family, Ivy and Alvy (man). Growing up in rural WV, there was an older lady in our neighborhood called "Dorrie". The bit about belly bands for babies brought to mind something my Mom often told me. She said that her Mother always put baby bands on the newborns (she birthed 12 at home, including my Mom). When Mom had her first baby, my Dad's Mother saw the band Mom had put on the baby's belly and told her that was nonsense and that practice had "went out with the Indians"~~her words, not mine. ;) (My Dad's Mother was a Scots-Irish/Cherokee mix~~much like Dorie...she spoke her mind.) My Mom used them anyway and did as her Mother had done. I'm looking forward to the next part of the book!
Oh how I love reading or in this case hearing Appalachian history stories…thank you Tipper for lending your voice and interruptions of such a journey as Dories’🙏💖🙏
My Grandfather was born 1890 & Grandmother 1898. My parents were born in 1925. Those stories and struggles were the same on this side of the mountains here in Boones Creek, TN. I heard those stories of hard times firsthand. My family was sharecroppers after the civil war. Life is yet but a vapor. We have so much the Lord has blessed us with now. It is very important that we understand from whence we have come. It's great that the Lord has given us the Brasstown Cryer that hideth not her flame under a bushel basket.
oh my goodness this just made my day!! Wonderful choice, just hearing how she wrote this for her mother and Daughter and all that had me crying, and what a beautiful tribute to her mother. Then Lydia and what an Angel of a dad to try so hard and care so much. I cried again!! yet I Can't wait till next week to hear what happens next!! Great choice and reading! 💯❤️👍👍
I'm so glad you started another book it sounds like it's going to be a good one so many interesting things have happened so far I like the parts about the Buckeye and about the chivalry
How exciting! I've been checking You Tube off and on all day waiting for our new book. I love the descriptions...they give you such a feel of time and place. Baby Lydia's death brought tears to my eyes..wonder if her tombstone can still be found. See you next Friday!
Love,love the mention of the layered cake.... how wonderful is that?How proud the bride and groom must have felt if that cake was stacked high! In everyone's life hardship also has a place. Such a lovely thing to say that they were giving their baby back to God and that they would see her again. One thought came to me as you were reading the story of their lives and it was this, live well,be kind and give reverence to God someone might right write it down for generation to read! So glad her daughter did. Thanks Tipper.
Tipper my husband was born in 1941 you see I’m old enough that I relate to so many things that your mom and Pap told you. Thank you so much for reading these wonderful books to us
How lovely of you to share. Thank you so very much! My granddaddy Willis used to talk about all that happened when he was coming up. He was born 1899, He never had a birth certificate until in retirement he went to Europe. Luckey for him there was a census taken in 1900. There he was!! Baby boy born at the address in Washington DC! So there was more than the record in the family Bible.
I’m 48 years old but stopped what I was doing to mute my tv and listened to this story (in front of the fireplace). Thanks, I thoroughly enjoyed this and look forward to many more😍
I am glad I came upon your channel. I really love hearing about how people lived back when self reliance was the norm. My late mother came from Nova Scotia Canada in a town called Yarmouth. She was born in July of 1929 I believe she was child number six. She came from a family of 10 and lived on a self sufficient farm. Each child had a job my mother and her sister Ina when old enough had a chore of cutting down small trees. They would split wood for the wood stove her mother used to cook on and to cook down the maple sap. My mother taught me how to can food and sew. Now, my family we split and stack wood for our wood stove and fireplace we use to heat the house when it gets below freezing. Many people think I should not do such labor because I am over 60. I really don't care because it keeps me young. Hard work never killed anyone.
My daughter introduced me to the The Blind Pig and Acorn. Sometime later I came across Celebrating Appalachia on You Tube. I enjoy it so much. Today I was looking for one of my cookbooks and I found a copy of Dorie Woman of the Mountains. I don't remember when I got it. It just got lost in with all of my books I guess. I am so excited. I immediately sat down and started reading. I grew up in North West GA and the stories you share and the lives your family live is so much like mine. My favorite place to go as a child was to my great uncle and aunt's house. I watched her churn butter and cook on a woodstove. , wash clothes in a black wash pot, and cook her own cured ham, got her vegetables from the root cellar and I loved getting a cold drink of water from the well bucket with a dipper. I think of those visits often and miss them. You and I talk in the same "funny way," I once had a lady in a church where my husband was interim pastor tell me I talked so funny and Southern, said she'd never heard anyone talk so country as me. I guess I was a little sassy and I said," I talk this way because I was fortunate enough to grow up In Appalachia. Only privileged people can talk like this! I guess you got left out when God was giving out blessings"! She never mention my funny way of talking again. By the way, congratulations on your well deserved award. Thanks for all do do to Celebrate Appalachia!
Being from WVA I am trying to imagine my grandma in this time period. She was very much like Dorie. Strong willed and beautiful. Listening to this takes me back to being with her and makes my heart so happy thank you
Thank you Tipper for choosing this book you had my attention you read so well. My son and daughter were born in Jackson county . I have a love for the Cherokee Indians I have Cherokee blood from both my parents. I grew up listening to my parents talk about the hard times they lived through.
Fascinating how family stories are so similar. My Norwegian great grandparents came to America as teenagers in 1860 separate from each other until they met in 1864 and homsteaded land in the open prairies of Sioux Indian country of Minnesota. Not a tree for 50 miles, they made and lived in a sod hut for 3 years, farming with oxen, lost first 2 children, but succeed to make enough money to buy lumber in the closest town 40 miles away and build the first family house, similar to the size your stories says. The Sioux Indians were not nice to say the least so there were calvary patrols in the area all the time that would stop by.
My Grandmother's father was dutch. He home schooled his 4 daughters and 3 sons. When Grandmother started school she started out in the 3rd grade Thanks to Grand paw Gowuns teaching her. my Grand mother was borne in June of 1893. This story makes me see visions of what it might have been like for my Great grand mother.
Sounds so much like my grandmothers life. She would tell us that she was born in nineteen and three. Her family was from North Carolina. So many parallels to her stories. The breech birth, the spring tonic, the seer cloths, not going barefoot until may 1st. I wished now that we’d have gotten more of her memories and Pawpaws written down❤️
I'm so glad you chose this book to read. There are so many similarities to my family. My Grandfather's Grandmother was full blood Cherokee. Not from North Carolina but from Mississippi. Born in the late 1800's my grandfather worked in the logging camps of Louisiana. I know I'm going to enjoy this book so much. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you for taking the time to share these stories with us Tipper.
I love you Mr. Donnie!
I enjoy your channel Donnie ⛰
I adore your channel when this crazy world gets too loud (which happens a lot) I love to escape to your channel. Keep doing what you are doing you are a God send🥰
I feel like I’m watching friends when I watch Tipper, Katie and Corie! A new book 📚! Thank you!
😀 That is so nice -thank you Robert!
I am so pleased that you decided to keep on reading books. I love listening to you narrate theses books. Thank you Tipper! My wife sings Amazing Grace in Cherokee. It sounds wonderful!😊🇨🇦
Thank you. Makes me just cry how far materialism has taken over our lives..
As I allowed the words to immerse me in the times and situations, it was like a virtual time machine that I really dread returning from. I know for sure this will be one of my all time favorites. Thank you, Tipper, for bringing this to us. ♥
So glad you enjoyed it Ron 😀
I haven't anyone read to me since my grandma used to do so --over 50 years ago. Thank you! I'm really enjoying this new book.
Yes! I enjoyed you reading this story. That was really sad about baby Lydia dying but the way the author phrased the burial - "they gave her back to God" - was poignant. I'm looking forward to next week's reading.
So glad you enjoyed it 😀
OMG that broke my heart! Nobody could help that baby!
Thank you for sharing. Love hearing stories from the mountains. God bless.
You're welcome 😀
That was wonderful, thank you Tipper. It always strikes me how hard those people worked and the survival spirit.
Glad you enjoyed it 😀
Thank you ...So much history has been lost . I pray that all children and adults listen to their grandparents and parents offering their precious memories to enrich their souls..
I enjoyed listening to the story..So relaxing.. like being carried back to the earlier times..i especially enjoyed the interaction between the mother and the Cherokee women. And the story of the clothes line... looking forward to the next stories.😊
My husband and I were so happy to be able to listen to you read another book! It sounds like you picked another good one!
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Just started listening! My husband logged our woods with only the help of our children. My mother put a belly band (with a quarter positioned over the navel) on us and on each of my five children. She said it was for an “innie” navel. Apparently, “outies” were considered unhealthy. My heart is sad with the loss of her baby sister. I had a baby brother die two days after birth. I was four years old and I clearly remember. My grandparents and stepfather were in the front seat of the car, I was seated in the back among three aunts, with one aunt holding the tiny coffin with my baby brother inside. My grandpa’s cousin had dug the grave. It’s in Henderson County, TN.
I am going to enjoy this book!
I’m glad you’re reading another book! I enjoyed the first one.
I hope you enjoy this one!!
I loved the last so much I’m still thinking about it and crying over Chris
What struck me was the baby’s death and how perilous pregnancy and childbirth were not so very long ago. Today, we take pregnancies for granted and celebrate them mightily, but with each one back then, there was surely massive uncertainty and some fear. My last baby was transverse during labor and the pain was indescribable. The description of the mother’s pain took me right back to that day. Praise God for c-sections when they are needed! Looking forward to next Friday.
Yes thank God for C-section , my first was two weeks overdue and he had lost the amniotic fluid and would have died , too many times I think people think C-section are for people who are lazy or something glad you agree about C-section my second was vbac , have a great weekend
I so loved listening to this while I was working in the kitchen. The beginning brought me to tears, I cannot explain why. A longing for what used to be perhaps. But the ending has me weeping. God bless.
I loved this story ❤ my daddy was a logger I can relate to the smells of sawdust :) my daddy grew up in Blackwater Virginia and my mother in a little town in Tennessee called Sneedville , my heritage has always been told to me as being a Meulugion (sp) a combination of French Irish Indian African Portuguese 💙I'm looking forward to the next chapter :)
So glad you enjoyed this first part 😀
Tipper, don't ever change (I doubt you could).
My Grandmother was born in 1898 and lived 98 years.
Thank you
Losing the baby was so sad. Loving this book already.
I love this type of stories. Sounds like my Granny’s life. Thanks Tipper for taking us on an adventure with you!!💕. I live in Cherokee OK but it’s the opposite side of the state from Cherokee county. This was part of the Cherokee Outlet. I think most kids learned about the Oklahoma Land Run in history class and there have been several books and movies about that subject as well.
I love reading Appalachian history & their hard way of life...one of my fav page turners is Gap Creek by Robert Morgan. I literally lose myself in these wonderful expressive books. TY Tipper.
Wow such vivid images come from hearing this story, sure was a different time.
Much love Rissy from Vancouver BC
Tipper you picked a good one! I will continue to look forward to Fridays. 👏👏
Great-I'm glad 😀
EXCITED! YAY, US! Thanks, Tipper.
Hope you're all fit as a fiddle.
😀 So glad you're excited!!
I’m so thankful you are reading another book. I loved Mountain Path and still think of all that happened.
My papaw worked at the sawmill all his working life and when I smell Pine trees or cut lumber, I remember him. He always had a fine layer of sawdust on his clothes. ♥️
I’m glad you chose this book to read. I have it on my list of books to read. These are strong and beautiful people, both white and Indian. The Cherokee reservation is one of my favorite memories of visiting Gatlinburg as Dad would always take us there at some point during our vacations. I am forever impressed with the strength of the Appalachian people in those times. Lydia’s birth and death story was particularly touching. What a wonderful man to hold his wife during difficult labor and then try to save his infant daughter. 💔
Thank you for sharing this book with us.
What a great choice for our new book! 😊 The fact that it is about real life and real people makes it even more
Interesting. And of course makes the happy things and sad things more powerful. We are so excited about our new friday read. Have a great weekend. God Bless yall.
Thank you for the story , I hope you read more later on .
Poor baby and Dad , dad doing his best , keep wanting to say put some milk on a piece of cloth but I knew he would not have heard.
Loved the Cherokee stories, so glad she had friends, wish she wasn't fearful they would steal a blue eyed child. Thanks for letting us visit as usual.
I am glad to hear another book reading about life in the mountains. Amazed at the hard times these people endured in the harsh winters. Thank you for reading for us.
Like today here in Kentucky...
Oh my! I have that book & am reading it now aloud at night to my family! Amazing life story! My hubby is from the mountains of West Virginia & he relates so much to Dorie's story. Especially the language & lifestyle. You can learn so much from Dorie's life.. tfs! Blessings!
Once again, Ms. Tipper, I see commonality between the early settlers and lifestyles of Appalachia and here. Just north of my home and up a hollow lies a little unmarked grave of a still born baby boy. My grandfather's first wife died of child birth fever, his little boy lessvthan a year later of stomach complaint. A lot of folks think with nostalgia of the old times and the simpler life but darned if I'd want to live them. Most rural folks lived short hard lives, worn out by work and knowing nothing else their life long.
Thank you for the reading of this new and wonderful book. I lived through the terrors of onion poultices and sulfur and molasses.
Such a great start for a book. My dad was born in 1916 and when you were reading about the turpentine and kerosene reminded me of stories he would tell about his mom. Dad said that if he or any of his five siblings had a sore throat grandma would dip a turkey feather in turpentine and swab their throats with it. The kerosene was used for treating a cold or chest congestion. Smoke was blown into a youngin’s ear for an earache. My mother’s dad worked at a sawmill and they lived in a large canvas tent until she was 9 or 10. She was 12 before her mom talked her dad into letting her start school. You always bring such sweet memories to mind whether you are reading a book or telling about your on family. Thank you 💕
I just love these stories!!!! Thank you!!!🤗
Another Book! ❤️Thank you Tipper!
My pleasure!
Thank you so much for reading another book. I’ve written before that your stories are the highlight of my week. I sit back and close my eyes and listen to your beautiful voice reading the book💕
You are so welcome!
I'm so pleased with your next book!!! My daughter Marys great Grandma was part Cherokee and the family was so proud of that, now with DNA some of her cousins have .01 to .03 Indian and Mary has .01 unknown in her DNA. I know what it is to work away from home when I was young, My first job was at 9 years old, I stayed at my Auntys and rocked her baby when she milked the cows. And I did other short time sitting, at 12, I took care of children while the parents worked, and went home weekends. Today we wouldn't have babysitters that young. Now back to the book, you did a great job picking one!!! God Bless. Jean
This is another great story! A few parts took me back to my childhood with Dorie giving her kids a tonic to cleanse out any winter issues and in May letting kids go barefoot for summer since winter shoes were to tight. My mom did the same tonic for cleansing and barefoot in summer except to go to church. Yep, this is another great story! Thank you for sharing it with us!
That was sad, but beautiful. I've always found it so interesting how struggles and objects from the past have become expensive commodities today. For ex: a log cabins, old schools, the fireplace for cooking and heating (cast iron stoves), stories, etc. The woodstove in your cellar/basement is something I'd like to build. I like the idea of the heat rising and warming the upper floors. The central location for warmth, stories, not to mention food in the past generations. Porches, too, did something for communities as a whole. Everything tells a story if one knows how to read the actions, thoughts, of the time period.
Listening to this makes me appreciate my family past so much more.
Strong people.
I am thrilled you're reading this book. I read it last year and loved it so much. As I read the book, I was so drawn into Dorie's story, not because I lived in Appalachia (which I don't) but because I so admired their strength and resilience. Thank you for choosing this book and reading it to us.
I am so glad for another book! This sounds fascinating. I open the video as soon as I clock out from work, it is my favorite part of the week. Thank you!
Wonderful!
So excited we can hear another story!
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The first thing I thought of was my grandmother was called Mettie from Mehetable. Thank you for this opening chapter. I look forward to more next Friday. P s I made cabbage patch stew yesterday!
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This is another GOOD one! THANK YOU, MRS.TIPPER!
Glad you enjoyed it!
Thank you, for starting another book! ♥️ I have always wished I could have lived during this time period. The people back then had such a depth of knowledge about how to live off the land. I would love to have seen our beautiful country as the Native Americans saw it, before it was all built up and the trees cut down. Don’t get me wrong, I still think our country has many, many beautiful places!
Thanks again!
I do so enjoy these stories, am avid reader,, this is a real treat having u read to us. Love hearing the life and times of this Era
I'm listening to u tonight just as I did as a child when n 5th grade when our teacher would always read to us after lunch. Always hoped she would read more than one chapter because it was the time I allowed my self to.pretend to be my favorite character Thank You sooo very much! Look forward to more
I’m going to look for this book to add to my collection. Sounds like a powerful story.
I sure enjoyed your reading as I set here hand quilting. I can’t wait for the rest of the story. Blessings to you and your family.
I have been looking forward to this video all week. Thank you so much!!
You are so welcome!
I like this new book so far. I like learning about the culture of the native people.
I'm glad you enjoyed it!!
Thank You so much for reading this! I love it so far and I am just going to have to get a copy for myself! I think the things that stuck out to me the most were the poor baby Lydia dying, and the parents' grief. I also love what you did, about how she kept that little poem for the rest of her life. I think it's too funny that the parent's never took everything off to bathe! I wonder if they did some other cleaning up when their children weren't around? This is so good and I thank you again!
I didn’t want you to stop reading! A snowy,, cold night snuggled up in a blanket and listening to her story… familiar tones to stories my ancestors passed down. I felt like a child being put to bed and read a book, then when it ends begs, ‘More More’… lol Looking forward to next time- thanks for taking your time to read to us! 🥰
Another great book tipper! I'm excited to hear this story ! I can totally relate about the saw dust...my family worked in logging and saw mills....the sawdust in the creases of the overalls and on the stitching of the caps and where the bill joined .....and the aroma of the sawdust .....thanks tipper ...God bless....🙏❤
I just finished this book and love it! I found out about it, reading thru the comment section of another one of your videos.
It's a good one 😀
Beautiful story. Thanks for sharing. God bless ya'll. 🇺🇲 God bless America 🇺🇲
My husband was a logger his whole life and his father before him (NC). My brother is also a logger (VA)
Thank you Rebecca! Your family sounds a lot like mine 😀
Thank you Tipper, Both stories are fascinating! I live in the forested north west of Washington state and can picture the rain, snow and freezing cold you described.
I so enjoyed your reading tonight. I’m looking forward to the next chapter.
I think I'm going to love this book. I never lived in the mountains but that's where my family comes from in Kentucky, W Virginia area. I've always felt the mountains deeply. I couldn't say what exactly it was. In my imagination I wove stories of what I thought living in the mountains would be like. As an adult I have found my made up stories were so close to stories from people who lived in the Mountains. I've often wondered if the mountains become part of us so deeply that even when separated from the mountains we still know them. My oldest daughter is the same as myself. She seems to just know the mountains.
I feel the mountains deeply too 😀
@@CelebratingAppalachia 💞💞💞 I'm so glad I found you on you tube.
This is beautiful! Thank you! This could be my mamaw or granny’s life! 👏👏👏
One of my favorite books! You mentioned it a while back and I ordered it. I've read it twice and have shared my book. Now I will hear it for a third time!! Yippee☺
It's so good! 😀
I am so glad you're reading us another book and sounds like this one is going to be really good too. The parts about the Cherokee women & their stories fascinated me. My mama was part Cherokee. She was in a family of 9 or 11 siblings. Her mama lost a child but I can't remember what she passed from. I know she mentioned how her daddy made the girls work just as hard as the boys gardening, putting up hay, taking care of the animals & helping their mama cook & can. I remember her talking about what a hard life it was for them. I never got to know her parents. Her mother died from diabetes complications way back in a time not much was known to help it. Her dad ended up moving away from the homestead & remarrying. I was little but I remember mama being upset. He died from some form of heart problems. Mama said he "broke a heart string". I thought our hearts had strings that could break til I went to school! Thanks, Tipper! Your reading is calming & gets me to a place I don't think about the awful pain I live in 24/7. I really enjoy your's & the girls' channels! God bless y'all!
Thank you Tipper! I confess I recently listened (binged listened) to Mountain Path, and I just don't really know how to show you my appreciation. Thank you so much for reading - you're an excellent narrator. In this book of course the death of the child - breathtaking. The other thing that really got my attention was the Indian looking thru the window. I remember my Mom talking about this happening to my Grandma Josie, my Mom's, Mom. Thanks again for reading.
Sounds like we are beginning another journey through the history and times of the area. A good start. Told with feeling.
Oh, I love this book already! Thanks for picking one of your favorites to share. ❤️
Wonderful book! Am looking forward to more...live in the mountains of Arkansas, really enjoy your channel, thank you so much for sharing your life and ways with us. My daddy was born and raised in the mountains of west Virginia .
Can't wait for the next chapter. Thank you for doing this.
Thanks for a new reading!! So educational in the best way, it helps me appreciate the area I live in now- not too far from Copperhill! So much history to absorb - looking forward to it!!
This made me smile then tear up. That song was so sad.
I know it was! Thank you Lisa 😀
Oh I loved this! One of my favorite childhood memories is my mom reading to us almost every night! When her voice would start giving out we would run and make her tea! Lol! This was so relaxing and such an interesting story to listen to while I made my own family dinner tonight. I love your channel and have enjoyed getting some recipe inspiration. Thank you! =)
I love this!
Names in my family that replaced the "a" on the end to "ie" or "y" were: Stelly, Sary, Emmy, Elzie (man), and in my husband's family, Ivy and Alvy (man). Growing up in rural WV, there was an older lady in our neighborhood called "Dorrie".
The bit about belly bands for babies brought to mind something my Mom often told me. She said that her Mother always put baby bands on the newborns (she birthed 12 at home, including my Mom). When Mom had her first baby, my Dad's Mother saw the band Mom had put on the baby's belly and told her that was nonsense and that practice had "went out with the Indians"~~her words, not mine. ;) (My Dad's Mother was a Scots-Irish/Cherokee mix~~much like Dorie...she spoke her mind.) My Mom used them anyway and did as her Mother had done.
I'm looking forward to the next part of the book!
Oh how I love reading or in this case hearing Appalachian history stories…thank you Tipper for lending your voice and interruptions of such a journey as Dories’🙏💖🙏
So glad to listen to another story ! I already love the beautiful descriptions and language! Thank you 🌻
My Grandfather was born 1890 & Grandmother 1898. My parents were born in 1925. Those stories and struggles were the same on this side of the mountains here in Boones Creek, TN. I heard those stories of hard times firsthand. My family was sharecroppers after the civil war. Life is yet but a vapor. We have so much the Lord has blessed us with now. It is very important that we understand from whence we have come. It's great that the Lord has given us the Brasstown Cryer that hideth not her flame under a bushel basket.
I can tell I'm going to love this book! Thank you, Tipper...guess I'd better go ahead and order it (it's been in "my cart" for quite awhile).
oh my goodness this just made my day!! Wonderful choice, just hearing how she wrote this for her mother and Daughter and all that had me crying, and what a beautiful tribute to her mother. Then Lydia and what an Angel of a dad to try so hard and care so much. I cried again!! yet I Can't wait till next week to hear what happens next!! Great choice and reading! 💯❤️👍👍
I'm so glad you started another book it sounds like it's going to be a good one so many interesting things have happened so far I like the parts about the Buckeye and about the chivalry
Very interesting story!! I like to heard and read about how the first settlers lived. Will be anxiously waiting for the next reading.😊
Thank you. I cried hearing of this beautiful, loving father & mother.
I really enjoyed this very interesting thank you 😊Can't wait for the next chapter
How exciting! I've been checking You Tube off and on all day waiting for our new book. I love the descriptions...they give you such a feel of time and place. Baby Lydia's death brought tears to my eyes..wonder if her tombstone can still be found.
See you next Friday!
Love,love the mention of the layered cake.... how wonderful is that?How proud the bride and groom must have felt if that cake was stacked high! In everyone's life hardship also has a place. Such a lovely thing to say that they were giving their baby back to God and that they would see her again. One thought came to me as you were reading the story of their lives and it was this, live well,be kind and give reverence to God someone might right write it down for generation to read! So glad her daughter did. Thanks Tipper.
I have this book and read it often during the winter, thank you for reading I enjoyed it
Tipper my husband was born in 1941 you see I’m old enough that I relate to so many things that your mom and Pap told you. Thank you so much for reading these wonderful books to us
Thank you Tipper for the reading , i have heard old timers talk about the bygone years and how they lived whole lot like the book.
How lovely of you to share. Thank you so very much!
My granddaddy Willis used to talk about all that happened when he was coming up. He was born 1899, He never had a birth certificate until in retirement he went to Europe. Luckey for him there was a census taken in 1900. There he was!! Baby boy born at the address in Washington DC! So there was more than the record in the family Bible.
I have a grandpa Willis born in 1899, Iowa.
I’m 48 years old but stopped what I was doing to mute my tv and listened to this story (in front of the fireplace). Thanks, I thoroughly enjoyed this and look forward to many more😍
Glad you enjoyed it 😀
I am glad I came upon your channel. I really love hearing about how people lived back when self reliance was the norm. My late mother came from Nova Scotia Canada in a town called Yarmouth. She was born in July of 1929 I believe she was child number six. She came from a family of 10 and lived on a self sufficient farm. Each child had a job my mother and her sister Ina when old enough had a chore of cutting down small trees. They would split wood for the wood stove her mother used to cook on and to cook down the maple sap. My mother taught me how to can food and sew. Now, my family we split and stack wood for our wood stove and fireplace we use to heat the house when it gets below freezing. Many people think I should not do such labor because I am over 60. I really don't care because it keeps me young. Hard work never killed anyone.
My daughter introduced me to the The Blind Pig and Acorn. Sometime later I came across Celebrating Appalachia on You Tube. I enjoy it so much. Today I was looking for one of my cookbooks and I found a copy of Dorie Woman of the Mountains. I don't remember when I got it. It just got lost in with all of my books I guess. I am so excited. I immediately sat down and started reading. I grew up in North West GA and the stories you share and the lives your family live is so much like mine. My favorite place to go as a child was to my great uncle and aunt's house. I watched her churn butter and cook on a woodstove. , wash clothes in a black wash pot, and cook her own cured ham, got her vegetables from the root cellar and I loved getting a cold drink of water from the well bucket with a dipper. I think of those visits often and miss them. You and I talk in the same "funny way," I once had a lady in a church where my husband was interim pastor tell me I talked so funny and Southern, said she'd never heard anyone talk so country as me. I guess I was a little sassy and I said," I talk this way because I was fortunate enough to grow up In Appalachia. Only privileged people can talk like this! I guess you got left out when God was giving out blessings"! She never mention my funny way of talking again.
By the way, congratulations on your well deserved award. Thanks for all do do to Celebrate Appalachia!
So glad you enjoy our videos 😀 Thank you!
Being from WVA I am trying to imagine my grandma in this time period. She was very much like Dorie. Strong willed and beautiful. Listening to this takes me back to being with her and makes my heart so happy thank you
Thank you Tipper for choosing this book you had my attention you read so well. My son and daughter were born in Jackson county . I have a love for the Cherokee Indians I have Cherokee blood from both my parents. I grew up listening to my parents talk about the hard times they lived through.
Fascinating how family stories are so similar. My Norwegian great grandparents came to America as teenagers in 1860 separate from each other until they met in 1864 and homsteaded land in the open prairies of Sioux Indian country of Minnesota. Not a tree for 50 miles, they made and lived in a sod hut for 3 years, farming with oxen, lost first 2 children, but succeed to make enough money to buy lumber in the closest town 40 miles away and build the first family house, similar to the size your stories says. The Sioux Indians were not nice to say the least so there were calvary patrols in the area all the time that would stop by.
This is wonderful! Thank you. What a great choice.
My Grandmother's father was dutch. He home schooled his 4 daughters and 3 sons. When Grandmother started school she started out in the 3rd grade Thanks to Grand paw Gowuns teaching her. my Grand mother was borne in June of 1893. This story makes me see visions of what it might have been like for my Great grand mother.
I remember my mother's flour / meal box like that my dad made!!!!!
Sounds so much like my grandmothers life. She would tell us that she was born in nineteen and three. Her family was from North Carolina. So many parallels to her stories. The breech birth, the spring tonic, the seer cloths, not going barefoot until may 1st. I wished now that we’d have gotten more of her memories and Pawpaws written down❤️
Love this book and your reading, thank you!
I'm so glad you chose this book to read. There are so many similarities to my family. My Grandfather's Grandmother was full blood Cherokee. Not from North Carolina but from Mississippi. Born in the late 1800's my grandfather worked in the logging camps of Louisiana. I know I'm going to enjoy this book so much. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you Cathy!