I just need to add that the good lord had me find you. My remote didn’t skip ya and once I started listening I listen all the time. You even story time me to sleep something that’s not easy to do. You’re stories remind me of so much of my own childhood memories. God Bless you and all the brothers and sisters, Amen 🙏
Old age has finally won with me ... I can no longer use a maul or axe on the woodpile due to my terrible balance ... All of you who still have it savor your youth.
A maul and a wedge is much better for splitting up wood....Lose a lot of wood in chips using a axe. While I learned how to use both as a boy I like a maul and wedge.
Nothing beats a good wood burning stove for heat and cooking on. One of my favorite memories of winter was watching it snowing sitting beside a good wood burning stove. Great memories
Extremely enjoyable story. Folks today have no idea how hard it was to live in those times. I still enjoy the smell of wood smoke in the air on a cold day.
I grew up in a huge old house built in 1830. In winter when it snowed, we would wake up to snow drifts on our window sills. You could always see your breath when it was cold. We even hung heavy quilts in front of the windows and doors. It must have worked, Im 67 now. Thank you brother Jared, God bless you and yours.
Grew up in the same kinda house, it was Senator Hopkins mansion. Wood heat lots and lots of wood I was the middle child and my duty to fill it up during the night, I wished kids today would have to go through just one winter. Oh yeah plus all the wood you had to cut.
When i was a youngen my grandpa worked in the Kentucky coalmines. He'd bring coal home to burn in the potbelly stove in the middle of the kitchen. We lived in an old 2 story house. Very cold in winter. We even slept in our shoes. The blizzard of 1978 was rough.
I was ten years old then. As soon as we could leave in the spring we headed to GA. My sister had TB and we had to go somewhere with better weather. That was a hard time in KY. We nearly starved.
When you were talking about sitting or standing by the fire. We have a tragedy in our history. My grandfather was about 10 years old in 1912. His brother Johnny was about 4 years old. Had a long gown for winter on and got to close to the fire. Granddaddy said it happened so quickly, the hem caught fire and little Johnny was gone. He told me to never underestimate fire.
I'm 58 years old and am originally from Atlanta, GA. My paternal Grandparents lived just outside of Douglasville in the house my Grandpa built where he and my Grandma raised 14 children. There was a hand pump for water at the kitchen sink, the only heat in the house was a two way fireplace between the family room and living room, a two seat outhouse, one small seat for us kids and one regular sized seat for grownups, and of you had to use the bathroom at night, there was a chamber pot in the house. They had a shower; it had concrete walls and had been built on their back porch. My Grandparents in Rockwood, Roane Co. TN still had a place in their yard where the old coal pile had been. Up until the early 1970's, Grandma cooked on a big cast iron coal stove. My uncle's replaced it with an electric stove and Grandma wasn't happy, but she adjusted. My Grandpa had passed when my uncle's put in air conditioning and a home telephone for her. She was in her late 70's when that happened. Til the day she passed away, she did all the laundry with a wringer washing machine. Mom used to tell about taking a bath on Saturday night in the big old tub and they had an outhouse when she was little. Mom was the youngest of the eight children raised in that house. By the time us grandkids came along, a bathroom had been added on to the house, the outhouse was long gone just like the old coal stove in the kitchen was. Though everybody else house had regular indoor plumbing, heating, air conditioning and appliances, it really never seemed strange to me my grandparents didn't. I wouldn't trade my childhood for anything. ❤ Thanks for sharing Brother Jared! Much to all the kinfolk! ~APRIL LIPKE
Hi, April. I had a childhood much like yours. At home we had a refrigerator, electric heat, window a/c and of course indoor plumbing. But, at my granny's house things were different. Granny had a wood stove and completely ignored the electric stove my aunt bought her. She was a widow and afraid it would drive up her bill. She had a tv but thought there was only 1 channel so all her life she left it on the channel it came on! She didn't have a refrigerator but had an ice box, even in the 1970's and she got her milk and butter delivered. I remember pulling a little wagon and going with granny to the lumber yard where they let her get scrap wood pieces. She didn't heat the house at night but wrapped us up warm and granny slept with her head wrapped in a towel. We got up at 4:30 in the morning because that's what granny did when she lived on a farm. I miss sleeping on that old mattress with what I thought was a million blankets piled on top. I'd snuggle in under the covers and not having heat didn't matter - until 4:30 when we got up to a cold house. I loved being with my granny and would have lived in a tent or under a tree if it meant being with her. She passed in 1976 and I miss her still. Once in a while I catch the smell of cast iron cooking eggs & bacon or ham and it takes me back. To this day I cook with cast iron. Now, my other grandma - yep, they were granny and grandma - she had an outhouse. I hated that thing. We got baths in the summer in a washtub on the back porch or in the kitchen by the wood stove in the winter. That grandma was like my granny in that one of her sons had a bathroom added to the house - took grandma and grandpa almost 10 years to break down and use it! Oh, thank you for telling us about your grandparents. What a lovely trip down memory lane. ~ Sherrie in South Carolina
@@sherrieallen0514 That's such a great story!!! ❤ I loved my grandparents dearly also! Kids today just have no idea what they're missing out on. It's a real shame. My Grandma had what we always called a dipper (metal ladle) that hung by the kitchen sink. Us kids used that to get a drink or two of water when we were thirsty. Lord help you if you were dirtying up glasses and leaving them to set on the kitchen counter! She wasn't having it! 😁 One of my cousins that still lives in Georgia has Grandma's dipper hanging up by her kitchen sink now. I live in Kansas and have for years. My kids and granddaughter's are here. If they weren't, I would have moved back to Georgia a long time ago. If we wanted to, we could move into my grandparents house, one of my kids could move into the house we lived in across the lane, the other one could move in with us. With our granddaughter's of course! 😁 ~ APRIL LIPKE
@@jameslipke354 That would be wonderful. We had a sense of who we were and we felt safe growing up because our family was around us. We knew we belonged. And yes, I think kids have a harder time today because many don't have that closeness. We are a military family and it shocked me how many kids didn't even know their grandparents. How sad. Not saying we are the best of parents but we saved and stretched a penny until it screamed to afford as much time back home as we could but our kids got to grow up knowing who they were and who they belonged to (God and family). I know you miss home but how wonderful to be around your children and grandchildren. You have made your grandchildren's life richer because they have generations around them to love and guide them.
I live in an old house with 4 coal burning fireplaces. I've never used them, though. I still find coal in my backyard where it used to get delivered. I collect it in a bucket and sit it by the fireplaces for show. I wouldn't know how to light the coal if my life depended on it 😂😂. I use a gas heater, and it is where I stay parked most of the winter. I can't stand the cold 😊. Thanks for telling this story of how mountain folks kept warm.
What a really cool history lesson tonight Jared! I loved how you went over the different methods that folks used to keep warm and winter-proof their homes and themselves as much as they possibly could. I can remember going to see friends up in the mountains of North Georgia and seeing one, two or all of the things you talked about! Most folks just think about firewood but there's so much more to it! Even here in the mountains, Geogia has a ton of red clay everywhere! I can remember seeing one old couple's house that we used to visit as part of a church group. In the summer, the husband would take all the chinking out from between the logs so air could get through and cool it, but he had a red house from river clay by wintertime every year! He'd call it his Christmas house! 😃 I do hope that you and Lora are feeling much better! Y'all please take care now! May God bless you and yours. 😊
Thank you for this, I was the one who sawed and split, stacked our wood, put seasoned wood in one pile, green wood in another, with my cur chasing logs as I threw them, Lol!! My Daddy was a coal-miner, until he joined the Forces. We didnt have any central heating on our smallholding til 1985, my mother is Dutch, and when she was little, during the nazi-occupation of Holland, would go to the train tracks, with her friends, to collect coals, while they were used as Target Practice!! My parents are divorced, although, they are both still living, thank God!! My Dad remarried, and lives in Spain now, I think the warmth suits him and his wife!! I live in a central heated bungalow now,~ its Rural, which is what I like!! I'm a country girl at heart, Thank you Jared for bringing happy memories of growing up, back!!
I grew up in a log home in w.va which was very very cold with the wood stove.we carried in coal for night time to bed The stove down, it would last longer like that. Also, carried water out of the well for drinking and water from the Creek to do laundry in tubs and to bath in.had tons of quilts on us .Alot of times the fire would go out and the floor was so cold yr feet would stick to it .We walked a mile to school and the mile back. In spring and fall we weren't allowed to wear shoes had to save them for winter.we didn't have socks to wear most of the time .We roamed the fields and hills in summer and fall eating berries, apples ,pears, popaws, mountain teaberries whatever we could find.
I’m 63 and still remember having to use socks for mittens when we went out to play in the snow. Didn’t have much money, but we were never hungry and the house never felt cold. We also only got new shoes once a year for when school started. We lived with so many “hand-me-downs” for “new” clothes my mom got from her oldest sister’s girls. We only got candy for Valentines Day, Easter. Christmas presents were mostly new clothing with a few toys. We even made most of our Christmas tree decorations. We would string popcorn and get to eat some while we were stringing it. Everyone has left this earth now, except my younger brother, but he has his own family. Sometimes I really hate the holidays. They’re just another day in my life now, nothing special. If you have families, please enjoy them while you have them. I miss my late mom and late sister the most. Take care everyone. Make good memories while you can. That way, you’ll have something to look back on when your family is gone and it’s only you during the holidays.
Good evening Jared, hope alls well with you and yours. I humbly ask for prayers, got some bad health news. Thank you in advance and thank you so much for your channel
As the old song goes " Precious memories, how they linger". You know Jared I remember being at my grandparents or uncles house and how drafty they were and you had to" stay"next to the old coal stove to stay warm and then at bedtime run as fast as we could from the stove to the feather mattress and it would swallow you and and then my grandmother throwing a heeping pile of blankets over you. You know at 71 I kinda miss that smell of the coal stove burning. I still burn a wood stove and there's nothing better in my opinion for a bone warming when you come in from the cold. Well brother Jared thanks for another trip down memory lane. Hope all went well with Lora 🙏
Hey brother, truly are precious memories to have and hold. She's doin as good as she can be right now. She's tuff and ornery though. But thank you for the prayers and well wishes and God bless 🙏
Back when I was a little boy....I remember hearing from my Grandpa about him and his brothers taking buckets and going down to the train tracks and gathering up the coal that fell out during the Drepession... Oftentimes, they would gather extra coal, place it in a big heap and leave it for others to take. Like you have said time and time again Mr. Jared....People back when helped each other out.... We don't have that take place all that much these days in way too many places. 😢 Hopefully you are feeling better then you have been earlier....Hopefully the Dr will have good news about your better half soon.
Jared I am sixty seven years old my dad was fourty eight years old when I was born. He worked 33 years in the mines. They were tough. I have a lot of respect for my mom and my dad.
Thank you for sharing these beautiful memories. I didn't grow up in Appalachia, but definitely grew up poor. I remember wearing socks on my hands to go out and play in the snow! Didn't matter. People may have been poor in material things, but rich in spirit. We were loved and for that I am very thankful.
Something's never change, we still run an old woodstove. Lay in firewood atter harvesting the garden, it's still a community ordeal here in mtns under the parkway in Jackson and Transylvania counties. Much love kinfolk!!
Thanks Jared for bringing back precious old memories. Food sure tasted better back in those old days! Just couldn't beat those old wood cookin stoves! Bless them ol grannies hearts, they had to work harder and cookin took longer, but oh! the delicious smells and tastes of foods back then!! Such sweet memories!!❤
The old ways and how self sustaining people were and some still are, I enjoyed this and thank you for keeping this rich history alive. Merry Christmas to you and your family, Jared.
Thank you, brother, for sharing another great story. I remember those days very well. Some of the old houses we lived in had big cracks in the floors. It was really hard to heat ,especially when all you had to heat with was back to back fireplaces. I would be a rich old woman if I had a dollar for all the stove wood that I carried into the kitchen to fill the woodbox and the armloads of firewood that my sisters and I had to stack up on the porch to keep dry for the winter months. I'm thankful for my childhood memories that I can think about every now and then . God bless you, Jared . I hope Queen Lora is doing well. Prayers for everyone.
That's how it was when we lived in out old cabin. I miss the smell of the wood stove, but not the back breaking work of cutie splitting and hauling. God bless 🙏
Brings back memories of long ago. My dad was a lumberjack back in the 1950's, and he worked in a sawmill town in Eastern Oregon. About 200 people lived in our little logging community; Company owned every house. You didn't live there unless your dad worked for the lumber company. Six of us kids spent many a night taking turns stoking up the woodstove during the nights to try to get the house warm when temps would drop over 30 below zero at times. No insulation in the houses didn't help. My two brothers and I spent our summers cutting wood to heat the house and for mom to cook by. Then when we had enough wood piled up for winter, we cut MORE wood and dad sold it to those who couldn't cut their own. Smelling fresh sawdust to a woodsman is like ladies sniffing roses in their gardens ... least to me. We couldn't afford meat to speak of so we lived off deer and elk. In the late '50's my dad had a favorite spot he liked to camp at and hunt elk, far from home. Almost always we pitched an old WW2 surplus Army tent in two feet of snow during the night. The tent was placed around a big pot-bellied wood stove dad left there in the woods year round. It was too heavy to tote back and forth from home to take hunting, hoping no one would steal it, which they never did. (But there were usually fresh bullet holes in it every time we needed to use it early winter). Pushing 1 to 2 a.m. in the morning, the wood stove eventually kicked out enough heat to thaw the frozen ground beneath us covered with straw we took with us for the occasion. Slept on it as well for warmth. Sniffing straw while falling off to sleep in your warm sleeping bag when it's well below freezing is almost better than making babies -- almost. Come next morning, dad would get up, stoke up the stove, and slap on strips of bacon to start sizzling. It was the smell of that bacon frying that roused us boys out of bed to get motivated to get ready to go hunting at daybreak in the freezing cold. (Man was it hard leaving that warm tent!) There's something about wood stoves for heating and cooking that makes one get closer to God I believe, even IF it takes forever to get the chilling thaw out of your bones. Loved the video, Jared! Keep being persistent.
Loooord that's some precious memories right there. Ya know when i look back on growin up it seems odd sometimes when a smell can bring back so many amazing memories. That's so amazing, thank you so much for sharing that with me. They ain't nothin like growin up like that. Sometimes it seemsd so much harder yet when I look at kids today I'm so so thankful of how we was raised ya know. No matter that we did, what we had or didn't have...we ALWAYS had the lord there. Thank you so much for watching. God bless and have a good'n kinfolk 🙏
Absolutely fascinating, and I would say necessary to look back , understand and admire our ancestors. Such hard work and dedication, perseverance and will to survive. I claim to be a fair bit of a man, but I don't shame in admitting I wasn't half the man of my ancestors.
Sounds like my life as a child. We burned wood and hauled our water from the spring in winter because our water would freeze up. You are right about food cooked on a wood cook stove taste so much better. We didn't live in a log house but wood house
That's one thing we never had to worry about and that was being cold, my dad was on top of that and would sweat you out at night with that old Warm Morning stove lol friends wouldn't even spend the night in the winter lol
I was raised like this untill about 1957 then got indoor plumping for first time. Still had a pot beĺly stove in living room and cook stove in kitchen. Didnt know we were considered poor until i got older. 😅
In the Great Society days of the mid 60s, in the hills not too far from Boone, NC, we read in the newspaper about "poor Appalachia" and how the people there had it so hard. We wondered where all those people were. Found out later, they were us! So I now say we didn't know we were poor until we read about it in the paper. Worked hard; ate good!
When my dad was a kid they said when it was winter and you couldn’t find him he’d be curled up next to the kitchen stove. He told me that he could remember waking up in the winter time and the glass of water he had next to the bed would be froze and he’d have a stack of quilts on him so thick that he could barely turn over. He said when he and his grand dad would clean the chimney that his grand dad would wait till a good rain had passed through and they would get a few pieces of newspaper and place them loosely in the chimney flue and grand dad would lite those papers and they’d go outside and he said you could hear that fire coming up that chimney and sounded like a rocket and they would have a jet flame shooting out of it about 6ft high! Burning the creosote out of it. Pop said it was the best ever to hear and then see that flame coming out that chimney and it looked like a brand new chimney when it was done.
I am 67 and still go to the woods in the good weather and cut wood and bring it home and split it by hand to heat all winter, cant aford heating oil out here in northern california
Oh ya back to bed pads. I dont need them but I use them as a electric blanket buy them at Walmart extra large one I put about 5 of them under my bed sheet the one u lay on that's between us kinfolk I stay cold at night oh my tablet stop min a go didn't finish telling u
Jared I just love listing to your story’s at bed befor I would go to bed to com down thank you so much means a lot to me and God bless Mike from west virginia
I grew up in a area about half a mile away from town. We had a natural gas heater that my dad would grind out washers to fix the bushings in the blower motor. My dad was very good at keeping everything working. Germans are usually good at that. Thank you for the video.
I been keeping the old wood cook stove going since the cold weather hit. I like it better because of arthritis have a heat pump its ok doesn't get as warm as the old wood heater we used to have.
Take care and stay warm! Love to you and Queen Lora! Don't overdo it! Wishing y'all a Very Merry Christmas and a blessed, happy, healthy New Year with your prayers answered throughout.God Bless ❤🙏🎄❄️🥳
My grandpa Buchanan was a coal miner in West Virginia. He wound up getting medically retired because he only had a half lung left from the black lung disease. My mom said they made clothes from flour sacks. Mom had a scar across her right eyebrow from a pot bellied stove accident when she was two. She was rocking close to the stove and it fell into the stove. Her head hit the hot stove and it left a scar.
this is david and janette from tasmania hi king jared and queen lora happy christmas and our love and prayers go out to you both and all the kinfolk 😃😸👍👍
Hidey Billie!!! 👋😃 Lol yeah I figured that out after I got older 😆 🤣. Yeah that ole Coal sure did burn awful hot! Thank you so much for watching. God bless and have a good'n sister 🙏 💙
Jared, Please forgive me for not catching you show last night. My husband and I clean our church two days ever week and with it being the Christmas season. My mind is so scrambled trying to shop fir family and friends. You and Queen Lora and your children are still in my prayers
really enjoyed this story brother! i never tire of hearing how our ancestors lived and got by back in the day. be saf and warm brother. merry christmas to you and yours. god bless everyone!
My people were lumber jacks, I’ve old black&whites of my great great grandfather & his kin sprawled out beyond a two man saw the size of beautiful chestnut back in the early 1900’s. I’m sad those trees are gone, my Granny & Gramos always talked about cookin on them stoves. In fact they even kept referring to space heaters as stoves
Oh ya I remember we have it easy today !!!!!!!! I still dress like I am in a 1940n 50 winter's long John wool socks oh ur breaking my heart brother. Kinfolk strong ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤😊great story 😊
We had a coal stove when I was little I lived in Kentucky it was very cold Dad put the bed in the front room by the stove we made it.Hope your all have a Merry Christmas God bless
I grew up in an old early 1800’s dog trot style log cabin and only the fireplace for heat. I remember well setting in front of it being hot on front side and cold on my back side and having so many blankets on at night I could hardly move just to keep warm. We used coal and I still have some of it today that I’ll occasionally use in my barn heater. I guess you may remember the old Ice plant and coal yard on Beersheba St owned by the Parsley family that was where we got our coal and my family has owned that since the 80’s
I grew up this way. It was rough. Barely any food to eat or none. Hunger just intensified the misery, especially going to bed hungry. It was miserable. Then pumping water to take to the animals in two five gallon buckets which was 100 pounds each and I was a teen then. It probably explains why my knees are in terrible shape in my elder years. But, what I learned as a kid growing up, I still use today teaching to my family for their survival.
When I was in high school in the ‘80s, Daddy would go to the lumber yard and buy 5 or 6 big logs and have them dropped at home. One of my contributions to the family was to split all that wood. I guess we’d get 4 or 5 cords out of all that. Once the cold weather started, it was also my job to get up before the rest of the family and build up the fire so the kitchen would be warm when everyone else got up. I’d usually take a quilt and just fall back to sleep in front of the stove. Good memories.
All 4 of my grandparents were born in the 1800's. One Granny came across the midwest in a covered wagon to Indian Territory-later named Oklahoma. While building their log cabin they used the canvas cover of their wagon for a partial roof. They lived in the middle of 160 acres that her dad was given as mustering out pay after the Civil War. Granny refused to use any stove but her old black wood burning Monarch brand. That monster had 6 burners & on one side was attached a water tank for heating water. She had 1 light that hung down on a cord in the kitchen but she refused to use it. So oil lamps were used. For her 90 birthday one of my cousins built her an indoor bathroom. At age 94 she climbed an ancient Mulberry tree to shoot a varmin that kept eating her chickens. She hadn't braced herself well & the kick from the 12 gauge knocked her out of the tree, but she'd splattered that chicken killer all over the yard when she pulled that trigger. Her hip was broken from that fall but she still lived 2 more years. She never had to wear glasses but did lose some hearing from that gun blast next to her ear. So when she couldn't hear her rooster crowing outside, she had him brought into the house and he slept on her cast iron headboard where he'd crow every morning. The same bed that my Dad was born in, in 1923. And the same one that she died in, in 1983.
Great knowledge and history. Being out in northern rural China visiting the in-laws, the winters get cold and they have no heat. So, people cook in the kitchen on these 2 huge woks. They use wood to cook and heat up the house through the kitchen. The heat goes to these cement beds and heat the beds overnight. Sometimes it is so hot you need two blankets as a bottom layer or else you will burn yourself. Then you take three huge blankets on top of you. We even keep the animals warm like that. They still use a lot of old technology. I am surprised they have electricity and the internet.
Wow! That is so fascinating to hear how they use these skills to stay warm, even with all the modern technology. Thank you so much for sharing that and for watchin. God bless and have a mighty good'n 🙏
hey Jared I remember growin up in the winter it seem like it took an hour to get all your winter garb on to go play out in the snow but it sure was fun Precious Memories we use put on some my Daddy's long handle underwear and huntin socks🙂🙂🙂
Been there ' and done that , miss those days I remember sleeping with 5 siblings in one bed and it seemed like I always got the spot where the snow blew in through the cracks on my face ALL night
Lol yeah brother it never failed did it lol. I've woke up many a mornin with my rear end chattering cold 🤣🤣🤣 Thank you so much for watching. God bless and have a good'n kinfolk
I just need to add that the good lord had me find you. My remote didn’t skip ya and once I started listening I listen all the time. You even story time me to sleep something that’s not easy to do. You’re stories remind me of so much of my own childhood memories. God Bless you and all the brothers and sisters, Amen 🙏
Old age has finally won with me ... I can no longer use a maul or axe on the woodpile due to my terrible balance ... All of you who still have it savor your youth.
A maul and a wedge is much better for splitting up wood....Lose a lot of wood in chips using a axe.
While I learned how to use both as a boy I like a maul and wedge.
God bless you greatly, Alligator Horse.❤️
@@DavidTucker-e2jdarth maul is what i use. Me ‘Ol fiskars maul been rockin it for so many years and still a goin strong yes sir
I wish they could have fixed that vertigo in you alligator horse God bless and be with you
Amen brother I am with u ❤😊
Just unloaded a chord of wood. Still burning my stove at 64. Can't beat it!😊
Ain't nothin like it. God bless 🙏
I'm a 65 year old woman and I have the stove going right now. I just finished cooking supper on it.
Nothing beats a good wood burning stove for heat and cooking on. One of my favorite memories of winter was watching it snowing sitting beside a good wood burning stove. Great memories
You got that right! God bless brother 🙏
Extremely enjoyable story. Folks today have no idea how hard it was to live in those times. I still enjoy the smell of wood smoke in the air on a cold day.
I sure agree with you, there's nothing like the smell of wood smoke in the air. God bless 🙏
I grew up in a huge old house built in 1830. In winter when it snowed, we would wake up to snow drifts on our window sills. You could always see your breath when it was cold. We even hung heavy quilts in front of the windows and doors. It must have worked, Im 67 now. Thank you brother Jared, God bless you and yours.
A strong house i bet, but oooo can't handle all that cold... God Bless 🙏
Totally understand if I took a glass of water to bed it would partially freeze before morning
@@CheryllPhippen-e9i but I know those old houses had character and personalities. Bet they could tell some stories! God Bless!
Grew up in the same kinda house, it was Senator Hopkins mansion. Wood heat lots and lots of wood I was the middle child and my duty to fill it up during the night, I wished kids today would have to go through just one winter. Oh yeah plus all the wood you had to cut.
When i was a youngen my grandpa worked in the Kentucky coalmines. He'd bring coal home to burn in the potbelly stove in the middle of the kitchen. We lived in an old 2 story house. Very cold in winter. We even slept in our shoes. The blizzard of 1978 was rough.
Sounds like you had a tough but resourceful grandpa, God bless him 🙏
@JaredKingTV sure did
I was ten years old then. As soon as we could leave in the spring we headed to GA. My sister had TB and we had to go somewhere with better weather. That was a hard time in KY. We nearly starved.
And some of us are still getting by. Survivors.
Amen 🙏
When you were talking about sitting or standing by the fire. We have a tragedy in our history.
My grandfather was about 10 years old in 1912. His brother Johnny was about 4 years old. Had a long gown for winter on and got to close to the fire. Granddaddy said it happened so quickly, the hem caught fire and little Johnny was gone.
He told me to never underestimate fire.
Oh my goodness, so sorry to hear that. God bless yuns 🙏
I'm 58 years old and am originally from Atlanta, GA. My paternal Grandparents lived just outside of Douglasville in the house my Grandpa built where he and my Grandma raised 14 children. There was a hand pump for water at the kitchen sink, the only heat in the house was a two way fireplace between the family room and living room, a two seat outhouse, one small seat for us kids and one regular sized seat for grownups, and of you had to use the bathroom at night, there was a chamber pot in the house. They had a shower; it had concrete walls and had been built on their back porch. My Grandparents in Rockwood, Roane Co. TN still had a place in their yard where the old coal pile had been. Up until the early 1970's, Grandma cooked on a big cast iron coal stove. My uncle's replaced it with an electric stove and Grandma wasn't happy, but she adjusted. My Grandpa had passed when my uncle's put in air conditioning and a home telephone for her. She was in her late 70's when that happened. Til the day she passed away, she did all the laundry with a wringer washing machine. Mom used to tell about taking a bath on Saturday night in the big old tub and they had an outhouse when she was little. Mom was the youngest of the eight children raised in that house. By the time us grandkids came along, a bathroom had been added on to the house, the outhouse was long gone just like the old coal stove in the kitchen was. Though everybody else house had regular indoor plumbing, heating, air conditioning and appliances, it really never seemed strange to me my grandparents didn't. I wouldn't trade my childhood for anything. ❤ Thanks for sharing Brother Jared! Much to all the kinfolk!
~APRIL LIPKE
Thanks so much for sharing that APRIL, it sounds like some mighty fine memories. 🙏💙
Hi, April. I had a childhood much like yours. At home we had a refrigerator, electric heat, window a/c and of course indoor plumbing. But, at my granny's house things were different. Granny had a wood stove and completely ignored the electric stove my aunt bought her. She was a widow and afraid it would drive up her bill. She had a tv but thought there was only 1 channel so all her life she left it on the channel it came on! She didn't have a refrigerator but had an ice box, even in the 1970's and she got her milk and butter delivered. I remember pulling a little wagon and going with granny to the lumber yard where they let her get scrap wood pieces. She didn't heat the house at night but wrapped us up warm and granny slept with her head wrapped in a towel. We got up at 4:30 in the morning because that's what granny did when she lived on a farm. I miss sleeping on that old mattress with what I thought was a million blankets piled on top. I'd snuggle in under the covers and not having heat didn't matter - until 4:30 when we got up to a cold house. I loved being with my granny and would have lived in a tent or under a tree if it meant being with her. She passed in 1976 and I miss her still. Once in a while I catch the smell of cast iron cooking eggs & bacon or ham and it takes me back. To this day I cook with cast iron. Now, my other grandma - yep, they were granny and grandma - she had an outhouse. I hated that thing. We got baths in the summer in a washtub on the back porch or in the kitchen by the wood stove in the winter. That grandma was like my granny in that one of her sons had a bathroom added to the house - took grandma and grandpa almost 10 years to break down and use it! Oh, thank you for telling us about your grandparents. What a lovely trip down memory lane. ~ Sherrie in South Carolina
@@sherrieallen0514 That's such a great story!!! ❤
I loved my grandparents dearly also! Kids today just have no idea what they're missing out on. It's a real shame. My Grandma had what we always called a dipper (metal ladle) that hung by the kitchen sink. Us kids used that to get a drink or two of water when we were thirsty. Lord help you if you were dirtying up glasses and leaving them to set on the kitchen counter! She wasn't having it! 😁 One of my cousins that still lives in Georgia has Grandma's dipper hanging up by her kitchen sink now. I live in Kansas and have for years. My kids and granddaughter's are here. If they weren't, I would have moved back to Georgia a long time ago. If we wanted to, we could move into my grandparents house, one of my kids could move into the house we lived in across the lane, the other one could move in with us. With our granddaughter's of course! 😁
~ APRIL LIPKE
@@jameslipke354 That would be wonderful. We had a sense of who we were and we felt safe growing up because our family was around us. We knew we belonged. And yes, I think kids have a harder time today because many don't have that closeness. We are a military family and it shocked me how many kids didn't even know their grandparents. How sad. Not saying we are the best of parents but we saved and stretched a penny until it screamed to afford as much time back home as we could but our kids got to grow up knowing who they were and who they belonged to (God and family). I know you miss home but how wonderful to be around your children and grandchildren. You have made your grandchildren's life richer because they have generations around them to love and guide them.
I live in an old house with 4 coal burning fireplaces. I've never used them, though. I still find coal in my backyard where it used to get delivered. I collect it in a bucket and sit it by the fireplaces for show. I wouldn't know how to light the coal if my life depended on it 😂😂. I use a gas heater, and it is where I stay parked most of the winter. I can't stand the cold 😊. Thanks for telling this story of how mountain folks kept warm.
It's a blessin' you have those fireplaces, even if you don't use them! God bless 🙏
What a really cool history lesson tonight Jared! I loved how you went over the different methods that folks used to keep warm and winter-proof their homes and themselves as much as they possibly could. I can remember going to see friends up in the mountains of North Georgia and seeing one, two or all of the things you talked about! Most folks just think about firewood but there's so much more to it! Even here in the mountains, Geogia has a ton of red clay everywhere! I can remember seeing one old couple's house that we used to visit as part of a church group. In the summer, the husband would take all the chinking out from between the logs so air could get through and cool it, but he had a red house from river clay by wintertime every year! He'd call it his Christmas house! 😃 I do hope that you and Lora are feeling much better! Y'all please take care now! May God bless you and yours. 😊
Thank you for sharing, and for the prayers, God bless 🙏
Thank you for this, I was the one who sawed and split, stacked our wood, put seasoned wood in one pile, green wood in another, with my cur chasing logs as I threw them, Lol!!
My Daddy was a coal-miner, until he joined the Forces.
We didnt have any central heating on our smallholding til 1985, my mother is Dutch, and when she was little, during the nazi-occupation of Holland, would go to the train tracks, with her friends, to collect coals, while they were used as Target Practice!!
My parents are divorced, although, they are both still living, thank God!!
My Dad remarried, and lives in Spain now, I think the warmth suits him and his wife!!
I live in a central heated bungalow now,~ its Rural, which is what I like!!
I'm a country girl at heart, Thank you Jared for bringing happy memories of growing up, back!!
Wow, what history your family has. Tha k you for sharing. God bless you all 🙏
I grew up in a log home in w.va which was very very cold with the wood stove.we carried in coal for night time to bed The stove down, it would last longer like that. Also, carried water out of the well for drinking and water from the Creek to do laundry in tubs and to bath in.had tons of quilts on us .Alot of times the fire would go out and the floor was so cold yr feet would stick to it .We walked a mile to school and the mile back. In spring and fall we weren't allowed to wear shoes had to save them for winter.we didn't have socks to wear most of the time .We roamed the fields and hills in summer and fall eating berries, apples ,pears, popaws, mountain teaberries whatever we could find.
I’m 63 and still remember having to use socks for mittens when we went out to play in the snow. Didn’t have much money, but we were never hungry and the house never felt cold. We also only got new shoes once a year for when school started. We lived with so many “hand-me-downs” for “new” clothes my mom got from her oldest sister’s girls. We only got candy for Valentines Day, Easter. Christmas presents were mostly new clothing with a few toys. We even made most of our Christmas tree decorations. We would string popcorn and get to eat some while we were stringing it. Everyone has left this earth now, except my younger brother, but he has his own family. Sometimes I really hate the holidays. They’re just another day in my life now, nothing special. If you have families, please enjoy them while you have them. I miss my late mom and late sister the most. Take care everyone. Make good memories while you can. That way, you’ll have something to look back on when your family is gone and it’s only you during the holidays.
For me, there is the family i was born into, then there is the family i made along the way. Others want to meet, know, and love you.
Good evening Jared, hope alls well with you and yours. I humbly ask for prayers, got some bad health news. Thank you in advance and thank you so much for your channel
Reading comments, it seems your wife is in need of prayer, too. In the holy name of Jesus, I ask, healing to your wife
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Praying for you 🙏
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As the old song goes " Precious memories, how they linger". You know Jared I remember being at my grandparents or uncles house and how drafty they were and you had to" stay"next to the old coal stove to stay warm and then at bedtime run as fast as we could from the stove to the feather mattress and it would swallow you and and then my grandmother throwing a heeping pile of blankets over you. You know at 71 I kinda miss that smell of the coal stove burning. I still burn a wood stove and there's nothing better in my opinion for a bone warming when you come in from the cold.
Well brother Jared thanks for another trip down memory lane.
Hope all went well with Lora 🙏
Hey brother, truly are precious memories to have and hold. She's doin as good as she can be right now. She's tuff and ornery though. But thank you for the prayers and well wishes and God bless 🙏
I miss our feather beds we had at the Holler,our family home place. Those beds were so warm.
PRECIOUS
MEMORIES
Back when I was a little boy....I remember hearing from my Grandpa about him and his brothers taking buckets and going down to the train tracks and gathering up the coal that fell out during the Drepession...
Oftentimes, they would gather extra coal, place it in a big heap and leave it for others to take.
Like you have said time and time again Mr. Jared....People back when helped each other out....
We don't have that take place all that much these days in way too many places. 😢
Hopefully you are feeling better then you have been earlier....Hopefully the Dr will have good news about your better half soon.
I agree, charity and goodwill is hard to cone by. Thank you for your prayers, God bless you brother 🙏
so engaging. also: really love the music you're using these days, dear brother jared. blessings to you and the queen.
Hey Kinfolk! Glad you enjoyed the story, thank you for watchin! God bless 🙏
Jared I am sixty seven years old my dad was fourty eight years old when I was born. He worked 33 years in the mines. They were tough. I have a lot of respect for my mom and my dad.
I have respect for all of em for sure, people aint made like that no more. God bless and have a good'n 🙏
Awesome video brother! Reminds me of how old I'm getting.
Oh man, it hits me everyday that I ain't a youngin bo more. God Bless 🙏
Thank you for sharing these beautiful memories. I didn't grow up in Appalachia, but definitely grew up poor. I remember wearing socks on my hands to go out and play in the snow! Didn't matter. People may have been poor in material things, but rich in spirit. We were loved and for that I am very thankful.
You're so right, God bless you 🙏
Something's never change, we still run an old woodstove. Lay in firewood atter harvesting the garden, it's still a community ordeal here in mtns under the parkway in Jackson and Transylvania counties. Much love kinfolk!!
Amen, bless the community for coming together . God bless ya brother 🙏
I am so happy that I get to hear you repeat what my old folks said. 💕
It's a joy to share these stories kinfolk 🙏
Thanks Jared for bringing back precious old memories. Food sure tasted better back in those old days! Just couldn't beat those old wood cookin stoves! Bless them ol grannies hearts, they had to work harder and cookin took longer, but oh! the delicious smells and tastes of foods back then!! Such sweet memories!!❤
Amen to that sister! God bless 🙏
The old ways and how self sustaining people were and some still are, I enjoyed this and thank you for keeping this rich history alive. Merry Christmas to you and your family, Jared.
It's a real joy to share this history with you all kinfolk, God bless, Merry Christmas, and have a good'n 🙏
Thank you, brother, for sharing another great story. I remember those days very well. Some of the old houses we lived in had big cracks in the floors. It was really hard to heat ,especially when all you had to heat with was back to back fireplaces. I would be a rich old woman if I had a dollar for all the stove wood that I carried into the kitchen to fill the woodbox and the armloads of firewood that my sisters and I had to stack up on the porch to keep dry for the winter months. I'm thankful for my childhood memories that I can think about every now and then .
God bless you, Jared . I hope Queen Lora is doing well. Prayers for everyone.
Nonniemaye, beautifully written. My comments should say "What Nonniemaye said"! God bless you and yours.
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Thank you so much. You are very kind .
Blessing to you and yours.
God bless you and thank you for sharing, Kinfolk 🙏
Praying for ya'll today. God bless.
Thank you for the prayers, God bless you 🙏
Lol. Wrapped in a mattress. I remember feeling like that when I was 4
We still heat the homestead with a single fireplace and yes it's a cold morning here in the appalachians
That's how it was when we lived in out old cabin. I miss the smell of the wood stove, but not the back breaking work of cutie splitting and hauling. God bless 🙏
@JaredKingTV we are just up on the side of baker mountain from you , rough old mountain side to haul wood on lol.
Nothing like the smell of Coker Coal that reminds me of Christmas.
Brings back memories of long ago. My dad was a lumberjack back in the 1950's, and he worked in a sawmill town in Eastern Oregon. About 200 people lived in our little logging community; Company owned every house. You didn't live there unless your dad worked for the lumber company. Six of us kids spent many a night taking turns stoking up the woodstove during the nights to try to get the house warm when temps would drop over 30 below zero at times. No insulation in the houses didn't help.
My two brothers and I spent our summers cutting wood to heat the house and for mom to cook by. Then when we had enough wood piled up for winter, we cut MORE wood and dad sold it to those who couldn't cut their own. Smelling fresh sawdust to a woodsman is like ladies sniffing roses in their gardens ... least to me.
We couldn't afford meat to speak of so we lived off deer and elk. In the late '50's my dad had a favorite spot he liked to camp at and hunt elk, far from home. Almost always we pitched an old WW2 surplus Army tent in two feet of snow during the night. The tent was placed around a big pot-bellied wood stove dad left there in the woods year round. It was too heavy to tote back and forth from home to take hunting, hoping no one would steal it, which they never did. (But there were usually fresh bullet holes in it every time we needed to use it early winter).
Pushing 1 to 2 a.m. in the morning, the wood stove eventually kicked out enough heat to thaw the frozen ground beneath us covered with straw we took with us for the occasion. Slept on it as well for warmth. Sniffing straw while falling off to sleep in your warm sleeping bag when it's well below freezing is almost better than making babies -- almost.
Come next morning, dad would get up, stoke up the stove, and slap on strips of bacon to start sizzling. It was the smell of that bacon frying that roused us boys out of bed to get motivated to get ready to go hunting at daybreak in the freezing cold. (Man was it hard leaving that warm tent!)
There's something about wood stoves for heating and cooking that makes one get closer to God I believe, even IF it takes forever to get the chilling thaw out of your bones.
Loved the video, Jared! Keep being persistent.
Loooord that's some precious memories right there. Ya know when i look back on growin up it seems odd sometimes when a smell can bring back so many amazing memories. That's so amazing, thank you so much for sharing that with me. They ain't nothin like growin up like that. Sometimes it seemsd so much harder yet when I look at kids today I'm so so thankful of how we was raised ya know. No matter that we did, what we had or didn't have...we ALWAYS had the lord there. Thank you so much for watching. God bless and have a good'n kinfolk 🙏
Those folks were hard muscled and hard working. I don’t know how they did it. Does my heart good to hear what these ppl did to establish our country.
Amen 🙏
That’s definitely rough Winters back then. Thank you for sharing Brother Jared. I’m praying for you and Queen Lora.♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
God bless you and thank you for the prayers 🙏
@ God bless you and your family, you are welcome ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
Let’s keep them in prayer for much health and wellness all in the name of Jesus 🙏🏼a pleasant night to all ❤️🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼❤️
@@nadiac6042 yesss
Amen 🙏
Absolutely fascinating, and I would say necessary to look back , understand and admire our ancestors. Such hard work and dedication, perseverance and will to survive. I claim to be a fair bit of a man, but I don't shame in admitting I wasn't half the man of my ancestors.
Amen Brother, thank you so much for watching. God bless and have a good'n kinfolk 🙏
Sounds like my life as a child. We burned wood and hauled our water from the spring in winter because our water would freeze up. You are right about food cooked on a wood cook stove taste so much better. We didn't live in a log house but wood house
So thankful for those memories, God bless 🙏
That's one thing we never had to worry about and that was being cold, my dad was on top of that and would sweat you out at night with that old Warm Morning stove lol friends wouldn't even spend the night in the winter lol
Sounds like your dad knew how to keep his family warm! Even if it was too warm lol 😊. God bless 🙏
@JaredKingTV Jared it was misery lol we would dash water in the stove trying to put it out at night lol
Such hard working folks, God bless em. Jared I love this video. Thanks for sharing this with us all brother.🙏🌹🌍
Amen, God bless you as well sister! 🙏
Mighty Tough Times . GOD BLESS YOU, QUEEN LORA & ALL THE KINFOLK
Thank you and God bless 🙏
I was raised like this untill about 1957 then got indoor plumping for first time. Still had a pot beĺly stove in living room and cook stove in kitchen. Didnt know we were considered poor until i got older. 😅
I bet you didn't know how lucky you were, God bless you! 🙏
In the Great Society days of the mid 60s, in the hills not too far from Boone, NC, we read in the newspaper about "poor Appalachia" and how the people there had it so hard. We wondered where all those people were. Found out later, they were us! So I now say we didn't know we were poor until we read about it in the paper. Worked hard; ate good!
I built out a shed to cabin, in Appalachia East Tennessee, I use a wood stove. In a 12x32 space, it gets mighty nice with the wood stove burning
I bet that's cozy in the winter! Thank you so much for watching. God bless and have a good'n kinfolk 🙏
This brings back painful memories of my childhood. So sorry to say I don't know who to blame, my mom or dad!
I'm sorry. God bless 🙏
Awesome my brother. Thanks so much for sharing. God bless you 🙏
You're welcome, God bless and have a good'n 🙏
Thanks for sharing the history, Jared, Hope the Queen, doing ok, prayers to thee
Thank you for the prayers and the Queen is doing as well as can be expected right now. God bless 🙏
When my dad was a kid they said when it was winter and you couldn’t find him he’d be curled up next to the kitchen stove. He told me that he could remember waking up in the winter time and the glass of water he had next to the bed would be froze and he’d have a stack of quilts on him so thick that he could barely turn over. He said when he and his grand dad would clean the chimney that his grand dad would wait till a good rain had passed through and they would get a few pieces of newspaper and place them loosely in the chimney flue and grand dad would lite those papers and they’d go outside and he said you could hear that fire coming up that chimney and sounded like a rocket and they would have a jet flame shooting out of it about 6ft high! Burning the creosote out of it. Pop said it was the best ever to hear and then see that flame coming out that chimney and it looked like a brand new chimney when it was done.
Wow, bet that woulda been awesome to see. Thanks for sharing. God bless 🙏
Hey Jared and Lora. I pray Lora got some news from the doctors today. 👋Howdy kinfolk.
Thank you for the prayers 🙏
I’m glad ya guys call your winter caps taboggins as well
It’s Towboggins here in the Western NC mountains
I am 67 and still go to the woods in the good weather and cut wood and bring it home and split it by hand to heat all winter, cant aford heating oil out here in northern california
Oh wow, I bet it is pricey out there. God bless 🙏
@JaredKingTV food and gas is ridiculous out here, political horseshit, cant even think about heating oil around 5 dollars a gallon
When i was younger i wore toe shack pants. With long johns though i was a millionaire back then 😊
Oh ya back to bed pads. I dont need them but I use them as a electric blanket buy them at Walmart extra large one I put about 5 of them under my bed sheet the one u lay on that's between us kinfolk I stay cold at night oh my tablet stop min a go didn't finish telling u
how did queen do today with scans n biopsy?
It's always good to hear from you,your voice makes me feel soo relaxed ❤❤❤
Thank you for watching, glad you enjoyed the video! 🙏
Jared I just love listing to your story’s at bed befor I would go to bed to com down thank you so much means a lot to me and God bless Mike from west virginia
Enduring extra cold weather is a full time job !!
You ain't lyin' about that, it can be a tough job. God bless 🙏
I grew up in a area about half a mile away from town. We had a natural gas heater that my dad would grind out washers to fix the bushings in the blower motor. My dad was very good at keeping everything working. Germans are usually good at that. Thank you for the video.
Oh wow! Thanks for sharing, God bless and have a good'n 🙏
Great look into the past.
Thank you for watching, it's truly a blessin'. 🙏
Ty for such a heart warning winter story. Loved it. 💜
Glad you enjoyed it, God bless 🙏
Man, I thought I knew how hard they had it but I didn’t have a clue
It sure was tough, but so was they. God bless 🙏
I been keeping the old wood cook stove going since the cold weather hit. I like it better because of arthritis have a heat pump its ok doesn't get as warm as the old wood heater we used to have.
Yep, that old wood stove is where the heart of the house is. God bless 🙏
Yep, that old wood stove is where the heart of the house is.
Take care and stay warm! Love to you and Queen Lora! Don't overdo it! Wishing y'all a Very Merry Christmas and a blessed, happy, healthy New Year with your prayers answered throughout.God Bless ❤🙏🎄❄️🥳
God bless you and thank you for the well wishes! 🙏
People who lived wey back then were tough and grandma showed me how to work you do what you need to do to make it was jsr
Amen 🙏
My grandpa Buchanan was a coal miner in West Virginia. He wound up getting medically retired because he only had a half lung left from the black lung disease. My mom said they made clothes from flour sacks. Mom had a scar across her right eyebrow from a pot bellied stove accident when she was two. She was rocking close to the stove and it fell into the stove. Her head hit the hot stove and it left a scar.
Oh wow, glad it wasn't worse! God bless 🙏
Sending my support
Thank you. God bless 🙏
this is david and janette from tasmania hi king jared and queen lora happy christmas and our love and prayers go out to you both and all the kinfolk 😃😸👍👍
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to yall, God bless 🙏
Thanks Jared. Great reminiscing with you. ❤
My pleasure!
Times have changed yet I’m sure there are still folks who live this way deep in the mountains.
Thank you for sharing your story 👵🏻❣️
Amen that's very true! Thank you so much for watching and enjoyin. God bless and have a good'n 🙏 💙
Thank you for this video. Such sweet memories. But, the folks back then had to work hard just to stay alive.
They sure did! God bless 🙏
Really enjoy your stories
Coal gives off the best heat. Goes all the way to the bone.
If you open draft more before opening stove door you won't have that smoke problem.
Hidey Billie!!! 👋😃 Lol yeah I figured that out after I got older 😆 🤣. Yeah that ole Coal sure did burn awful hot! Thank you so much for watching. God bless and have a good'n sister 🙏 💙
@JaredKingTV sent u a text
This video sure brought back a flood of memories! I thank you kindly Mr. King!
Thank you so much brother, I'm glad it could bring back some memories for you 🙏
Jared,
Please forgive me for not catching you show last night.
My husband and I clean our church two days ever week and with it being the Christmas season. My mind is so scrambled trying to shop fir family and friends.
You and Queen Lora and your children are still in my prayers
I love your stories🥰
Thank you, God bless 🙏
Prayers 🙏 and I wish for you this season laughter, joy and magic ✨️ 💖🍁❄️
really enjoyed this story brother! i never tire of hearing how our ancestors lived and got by back in the day. be saf and warm brother. merry christmas to you and yours. god bless everyone!
Amen, I appreciate the well wishes and God bless 🙏
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My people were lumber jacks, I’ve old black&whites of my great great grandfather & his kin sprawled out beyond a two man saw the size of beautiful chestnut back in the early 1900’s. I’m sad those trees are gone, my Granny & Gramos always talked about cookin on them stoves. In fact they even kept referring to space heaters as stoves
It’s a shame those trees are gone, but the memories are a blessing! God bless 🙏
I love your stories, and the you're voice is like smooth butter 😊
Howdy Leah! Thank you so so much for the kind words and for watching and enjoying 🙏💙 God bless and have a good'n
Oh ya I remember we have it easy today !!!!!!!! I still dress like I am in a 1940n 50 winter's long John wool socks oh ur breaking my heart brother. Kinfolk strong ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤😊great story 😊
I do to, otherwise I freeze lol 😆 thanks for watchin Kinfolk, God bless and have a good'n 🙏
@JaredKingTV I go Walmart shopping I go to pharmacy n get extra large bed pads to laid on not because
Three or four pair of socks and then bread sacks over that to keep them dry.
Memaw would put grocery bags over my 3 pairs of socks and under my mittens to keep me dry lol 😆
Jared thank you for these wonderful videos that bring back some of my precious memories
yes people in the mountains sure had it rough in the winter
So glad you enjoyed it kinfolk! Thank you so much for watching. God bless and have a good'n sister 🙏
Hey brother Jared and Queen Lora
O ❤ the pictures as well as what you shared. The good Lord does provide!
Thank you so much for watching and God bless you kinfolk 🙏
Hi Jared great story I have had to chop wood in the past.
I know that feelin' brother, did for a long long time, thanks for watchin, God bless 🙏
We had a coal stove when I was little I lived in Kentucky it was very cold Dad put the bed in the front room by the stove we made it.Hope your all have a Merry Christmas God bless
Yeah those cold winters were tough back then but always made for warm memories! God bless you too! Merry Christmas!
Hey Sir ! Happy Holidays from one of “ Thee Drone Sighting Cities “😅 Long Island N. Y.
Happy Holidays! God bless you and yours!🙏
❤❤❤ Hows queen brother jared and you its raining here will be sawing logs treckly love to all have a good,n❤❤❤
I grew up in an old early 1800’s dog trot style log cabin and only the fireplace for heat. I remember well setting in front of it being hot on front side and cold on my back side and having so many blankets on at night I could hardly move just to keep warm. We used coal and I still have some of it today that I’ll occasionally use in my barn heater. I guess you may remember the old Ice plant and coal yard on Beersheba St owned by the Parsley family that was where we got our coal and my family has owned that since the 80’s
Yep it sure would be cold now and in the house in the morning coldddddddddd
For sure. God bless 🙏
Hi old days were hard but we love d it better day s we heated with cold in 60 s thanks merry Christmas love Patricia curry Danville VA ❤🎄
Excellent video ,honest n Historic ❤
Thank you so much for watching! God bless and have a good'n 🙏💙
Coal for the furnace
I grew up this way. It was rough. Barely any food to eat or none. Hunger just intensified the misery, especially going to bed hungry. It was miserable. Then pumping water to take to the animals in two five gallon buckets which was 100 pounds each and I was a teen then. It probably explains why my knees are in terrible shape in my elder years. But, what I learned as a kid growing up, I still use today teaching to my family for their survival.
Hey kinfolk! Sounds like you learned a lot back then! Thanks for watchin, God bless and have a good'n 🙏
When I was in high school in the ‘80s, Daddy would go to the lumber yard and buy 5 or 6 big logs and have them dropped at home. One of my contributions to the family was to split all that wood. I guess we’d get 4 or 5 cords out of all that. Once the cold weather started, it was also my job to get up before the rest of the family and build up the fire so the kitchen would be warm when everyone else got up. I’d usually take a quilt and just fall back to sleep in front of the stove. Good memories.
Lordy mercy that's a lot of wood! And what a great job you did taking care of your family 🙏💙
@ Well, I didn’t exactly volunteer, but I appreciate the lessons Daddy was teaching me, especially the older I get.
All 4 of my grandparents were born in the 1800's. One Granny came across the midwest in a covered wagon to Indian Territory-later named Oklahoma. While building their log cabin they used the canvas cover of their wagon for a partial roof. They lived in the middle of 160 acres that her dad was given as mustering out pay after the Civil War. Granny refused to use any stove but her old black wood burning Monarch brand. That monster had 6 burners & on one side was attached a water tank for heating water. She had 1 light that hung down on a cord in the kitchen but she refused to use it. So oil lamps were used. For her 90 birthday one of my cousins built her an indoor bathroom. At age 94 she climbed an ancient Mulberry tree to shoot a varmin that kept eating her chickens. She hadn't braced herself well & the kick from the 12 gauge knocked her out of the tree, but she'd splattered that chicken killer all over the yard when she pulled that trigger. Her hip was broken from that fall but she still lived 2 more years. She never had to wear glasses but did lose some hearing from that gun blast next to her ear. So when she couldn't hear her rooster crowing outside, she had him brought into the house and he slept on her cast iron headboard where he'd crow every morning. The same bed that my Dad was born in, in 1923. And the same one that she died in, in 1983.
Oh wow, what a testament to her strength, thank you so much for sharing her story with me. God bless 🙏
A great documentary !
Thank ya kindly 🙏
Tottally love the narrators dialect ❤❤❤
Thank ya kindly. God bless and have a good'n 🙏
Great knowledge and history. Being out in northern rural China visiting the in-laws, the winters get cold and they have no heat. So, people cook in the kitchen on these 2 huge woks. They use wood to cook and heat up the house through the kitchen. The heat goes to these cement beds and heat the beds overnight. Sometimes it is so hot you need two blankets as a bottom layer or else you will burn yourself. Then you take three huge blankets on top of you. We even keep the animals warm like that. They still use a lot of old technology. I am surprised they have electricity and the internet.
Wow! That is so fascinating to hear how they use these skills to stay warm, even with all the modern technology. Thank you so much for sharing that and for watchin. God bless and have a mighty good'n 🙏
hey Jared
I remember growin up in the winter it seem like it took an hour to get all your winter garb on to go play out in the snow but it sure was fun Precious Memories
we use put on some my Daddy's long handle underwear and huntin socks🙂🙂🙂
Lol yep amen to that!!! We'd go out lookin like we were wrapped in a mattress we had so many layers on😂🤣🤣
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Hey Kinfolk! Glad you're here! 🙏
how did queen fo with scans n biopsy today
Been there ' and done that , miss those days I remember sleeping with 5 siblings in one bed and it seemed like I always got the spot where the snow blew in through the cracks on my face ALL night
Lol yeah brother it never failed did it lol. I've woke up many a mornin with my rear end chattering cold 🤣🤣🤣 Thank you so much for watching. God bless and have a good'n kinfolk