My Appalachia, A Memoir - Favorite Trees, Stereotypes, Changes to Old Places
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- Опубликовано: 7 сен 2024
- In this video series we are reading a book Sidney Saylor Farr wrote about her life in in the Appalachian Mountains and talking about the things that prick our minds as a way to celebrate Appalachia. The book title: My Appalachia A Memoir by Sidney Saylor Farr.
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I loved when she said "we lived in our own little world". Thank you Tipper.
Black Walnut fudge for CHRISTmas is a yearly treat for our Family and is a long Family tradition. My Grandmother made it, my Mother made it, and now my Daughter makes it for me every year.
You are my new favorite audio book!
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Time changes so many things, but, for me, it can’t touch my memories. I don’t necessarily live in the past, but I am frequently guided by it. The good ones keep me grounded, the bad, when they surface, remind me to never let go of the good. A really great read Tipper! Thank you so much.
Couldn’t help but tear up listening to the recollection of the lady with her 8 yr old grandson and their trip to the flea market. He’s now 17. Makes me think of me and my dear Ruby Mae who is currently 7 and how we do things together…….time goes so fast. I know I’ll turn around and she’ll be 17. Thanks for the stories.
Thanks Tipper. Enjoyed all the stories in this reading.
Another great Friday of Tipper reading to us. I can't think of just one thing that stands out because I love every word she writes.
Another good read this evening. Thank you Tipper.Merry Christmas.
Another great reading. Thank you Tipper. I hope you know how special this is for us. You are such a lovely person. 😄🌹🙏
The story of "Grand" reminded me of my maternal grandmother, who had learned a lot of children's games and songs while serving as a minister's wife and teaching both Sunday school and public kindergarten. The boys who lived next door grew to look forward to Grandma and Grandpa's visits from New York almost as much as my siblings and I did!
Still loving this story! Thanks Tipper 🎄☃️🎄
This was such a beautiful and touching reading thank you!!
Thank you Tipper , always enjoy your stories God bless you and your family.
Thank you very much. Listening to you read while I eat dinner is part of my Christmas "tradition" now. Merry Christmas!
It all sounds like my childhood. Brings back a lot of memories. Thanks
Thank you for sharing Appalachia with me. God Bless You and your Family always 🙏
What beautiful memories to make for old age. God Bless. Jean
Good Evening Ms. Tipper! Love your Sweater Set, Beautiful n that Color looks Pretty on You! Enjoying your Reading of this Book 📕!
Thanks for Sharing! Have A Blessed Evening!
Thanks for reading Tipper.
I love listening to stories of old ways and the food, both grown & prepared. It is amazing how many changes happen & some people have no recollection of what was.
Sounds really lovely, Tipper what a great story I so enjoyed this reading thank you God bless
Enjoyed this ! Another great section ! I agree that we need to have an attitude of gratitude! Be thankful for what we do have ! This story reminds me of my "own" stoney fork section of watauga county North Carolina, a few miles outside of Boone . Life in stoney fork ,NC was alot like stoney fork in the book. When I was growing up it was a small community, unpaved roads , alot of wilderness still . Today " my stoney fork " is paved with many new luxurious mountain homes and modern conveniences. It's not at all like when I was a child, growing up in poverty. But as we often say " we didn't know we were poor ,because everyone else was in the same situation we were in" . Thank you tipper , appreciate y'all always..God bless..🙏❤
Thanks for the video. I hope your family had a nice Christmas.
I really enjoy your book reading Shalom.
Another good installment, these chapters are interesting. Trees are special, especially if the ones from our childhood are still there. Thanks for reading this book of great writings 😊
Such a sweet story!
I enjoyed this chapter (well, actually, I’ve enjoyed every chapter) but I loved that she was reminded of living a simpler life & sweet memories…was awesome to hear that she got to travel to Alaska & talk about her roots & growing up & then to have her friend come back & teach there…thank you for reading to us, it’s very special & I look forward to each week..😊
I loved hearing about teaching in Alaska and how appreciative they were. Also about the disabled brother living his best. Also how those without as much book learning keep up on what's going on - breaking the stereotype.
👏👏👏Gladly here, listening to a simple and wondrous life story; as read aloud perfectly by Tipper
Thank you for the story
Thank you Tipper!😊🇨🇦🌲
Thanks Tipper for another great reading. I always enjoy these. Talking about Alaska my sister and her husband lived in Alaska for quite a few years in a little mining community named Red Devil. Can't wait for next Friday. I really appreciate the stories.
Another great read! Tk you!
Awesome reading, very engaging and entertaining. I have only found out your channel recently and I just feel like i have to make up for loss time now. Loads of super cool material!!
It's so interesting how different life in now compared with these readings from this book. It makes me wonder what is in store for the future. It's a big thing for the roads go from rock to asphalt!
Thanks Tipper, I really enjoy hearing you read and feel the shifts in the world!
Thank you
I liked hearing about the changes to the area you live in, the people growing up and starting their lives, takes me back to my childhood and the fields I played in that are now houses and shopping centers the orange groves we used to play hide and seek in and have orange fights are now schools and houses, how things change as we get older, thank you for the stories I will keep listening thank you tipper
Thanks for the time you take to do what you do. The white cabinet is just like my grandmother's that I have.
Enjoyed it, thank you
love your book reading grew up in eastern Ky
I enjoyed that very much. Perfect bedtime reading, lol. We moved to this mountain because it was like stepping back in time. Great neighbors, independent thinkers, dirt roads, woods & wildlife. We don’t want the roads paved, we don’t care about cell phone towers. There are people up here that live rough and thrive on the lifestyle. It’s the only place I’ve ever lived that when I mention that I rendered lard and canned it that I don’t get strange looks, lol. Has it changed in the 30 some years since we bought our 20 acres? Yes, but we’re still grateful that the Lord lets us live here until we go home. Is it Appalachia? No, but I have my Appalachian heritage to lean into on this North Idaho mountain. God is good. Blessings, TeresaSue.
Great book
I liked the part about going to visit her family and learning how they lived life in different places. 😊
I understand about beloved trees. I've had a few in my life. Right now, I have a stunning Japanese maple in my front yard. Tipper, I liked what you said about moving forward and accepting change. It's difficult, but necessary. I'm enjoying the book.
Oh and merry Christmas!!
I enjoy listening to these readings and finding out about the earlier ways and how times have changed. You mentioned the black locust. When I lived in southern Ontario our house was surrounded by locust trees. I'm not sure if it was honey locust or black locust but in June when the flower petals began to fall it looked like it was snowing and the ground would get completely covered and look almost white.
Genie was so excited to find that Sydney was sharing the people of Appalachia with the world.I'm excited that we too, have someone that's sharing the people,customs,and traditions of our Appalachian Heritage. Thanks Tipper for all your doing to tell the story of our Appalachia.
Take Care and Have a Good Evening 🙂.
Makes me think of summers and heading south to see my Mothers people in Tazewell VA. Then we'd take a day and drive over to Mountain City TN to Dads people, his uncle had a farm there that I still see in my dreams, and I still want that farm.
My junior high school was recently bulldozed and is no more. I attended it for three years in the early 1960;s . Like a writer once said it was like someone was going in behind him with an eraser. Also reminds me of the song "Rank Stranger" and Thomas Wolfe's "You can't go home again". Thanks for another enjoyable reading. God bless.
I loved hearing these stories. When you talked of the trees and how you have a relationship with some of your trees made me so homesick. I miss the hardwoods from back home. Out here in Montana there are mostly pines. Not the White pines we have at home but the spruces, firs and Latch pines. Different beauty. Thank you Tipper for reminding me of such sweet memories. Wishing you and your family a wonderful Christmas! 😊🎄🙏
That should say Larch Pines.
Time sure does change things. When I was a girl, my best friend's father ran the corner hotel/bar where they lived in the 2 stoplight town. Some weekends I would stay over & we would roller skate in the dance hall room. 40 years later, I went back for a visit & the hotel had been bought out, completely refurbished into a fine dining bed & breakfast with an event room. They had refinished the old mahogany bar wall with the huge antique mirror still in the center. Absolutely beautiful! The waiter was going to escort me to the restroom & was taken back a bit that I already knew where all of the restrooms were having searched every nook & cranny of the building as a child. Made me chuckle under my breath.
Really like the book
Yes cut up the walnuts and mix with the cornbread mix and bake it sprinkled with a little bit of sugar very good
My brother came down today and was feeling the same way bittersweet we reminess about our younger days so Greatful my mind still works even if my legs don't later tater
Mommy made walnut cornbread with black walnuts. It was sooo good!
I liked the part where she said everyone usually end up in the kitchen talking of food.thats where we sit today when company comes is around the table that belonged to my mom.it just seems to pull you towards it instead of the living room.🙏🏻🙏🏻
Merry Christmas..
Grams playing with her little grandson in the deep maple leaves 🍁 is such a sweet part of the story ❤️
When I was a young girl most of my aunts and uncles lived in the same very small rural community and I spent many a happy days there I have tried to tell my son and grandson what the area used to look like it's nothing like that now a little bit depressing really but I have very fond memories
I grew up near Sydney and at one brief time she was a patient of mine. I really enjoyed her. There’s also another great story teller in our town by the name Loyal Jones. I highly recommend ready his stories. And of course, Silas House, a more modern day Appalachian author that is absolutely brilliant.
Thank you Bonnie! I love Loyal Jones-he's one of my heroes 😀
And look at what the world of public education has become. I agree with everything you passionately said.
I love my gravel road here in Proctor,AR! I fear town moving out my way.
Like you I have never had walnuts with cornbread. We admire our beauty here in our mountains. We take it for granted until we leave to travel out of town. I can remember when I was 17 we went to San Antonio, Texas and I loved it there but was so happy to be home. Also when I was 18 we went to Cocoa Beach Florida and The beach was beautiful but I was ready to come home after the third day. We stayed 10 days and I begged my dad every day after the 3rd one to come home. I hated it. When we got to Georgia we got out and did a happy dance. When we crossed the NC line we begged dad to stop and he pulled over; and me, my brother and sister and cousin got out and kissed the ground and laid in the grass. I swore I would never return to Florida as long as I lived. I am 58 now and have never even got close to the Florida line again. I have lived in GA and TN and have always came home to Haywood County. I have also lived in Morganton, Hickory, Glen Alpine NC but again came home to my mountains.
I want to thank you Tipper for reading all the books you read to us. It is so enjoyable and it brings back many memories.
God Bless and keep you and your family.
Ms Tipper: Playing in the leaves, you took me back to a childhood memory. So sweet returning to a simpler time playing with my sister. Our parents is gone (not forgotten) land has been sold with the memories left behind.
Thank you for sharing this story with us.
Amen to your sentiments at the end of this video. Well said. You can't stop progress, but no one can take from you your precious memories of the past. Thanks for the reading, and God bless!
It stood out to me when she said that people that wrote about Appalachia folks, they would pick out the worst of the worst and report that to the public. I've seen documentaries about just that and didn't like what I saw, but/and I knew better.
Really enjoyed this section of the book!
Thanks Tipper for sharing!
I don't know as much about the rest of the Appalachian people but I do know that most of the people of Southern Appalachia are not here because they are stuck here as the media portrays us. Most of our ancestors were here well before the United States was a country. They were the earliest European settlers many having arrived in the 15th and early 16th centuries. They were drawn the mountains because they were reminded of the Scottish Highlands from which they had been exiled. Some chose to move farther west, but my ancestors, all of them, remained.
The lure of fortunes in far away lands did not tempt them because they saw riches all around. It was the hand of God that held us here. Still does!
Well said Papaw 😀
I love black walnuts. They have a better taste than the English walnuts, harder to get out of the shell. Mom made a black walnut cake I loved when I was a kid.
Thank you for these lovely Appalachian stories ❤
Stereotypes: my wife(Yankee) jokingly calls me 'hillbilly' when I talk a certain way or cook certain things or talk about life in Appalachia. I always reply I'm damned proud and honored to be called a hillbilly!
I am proud to be a hillbilly too!!!!!!!!!!!! We are nonpretentious, loyal, family loving people. When you really need help, call a hillbilly. We show up.
@@colleen1770 Amen! You need to pull an engine out of your truck? Let me know. Your dad's down in his back and needs help in the garden? Call me. a relative passed? We'll be there for you.
Another fabulous read! That’s a gorgeous sweater your wearing. Did granny make it
Thank you! It's a store bought vest that a friend gave me 😀
My grandparents lived in Murphy OK close to extended family. I could listen to them tell stories all day long. I loved to hear about the old ways and they had a tremendous positive effect on my life. I’m so blessed to have had wonderful grandparents on both sides of my family. I am the youngest grandchild on one side and the only grandchild on the other side. I adored them.
Listening to you read all about the food that was grown, I got hungry. That’s the best kind of food. Thank you, Tipper, for another great chapter!
That helicopter 🚁 incident was horrible for William and Betty. He was intuitive and wise, not willing to let one event snowball into him loosing his homeplace. William figured it out, that the pot growers needed assurance that he had not rated them out. He really was wise to invite them to supper 🍽
I imagine those four children from the warm Bahamas being moved to icy Alaska!!! 🥶🥶🥶🥶
I loved this part of the book and how Sydney was brought back to her roots and memories when she brought Genie back with her to tour the University and how things had changed so much. I have a favorite tree too. Mine is the dogwood tree but they are hard to grow here because we get so much heat and sunshine. The last time I saw my daddy and mama, my daddy helped me dig a small dogwood tree up off the side of the creek bank. He wrapped the roots with very wet pieces of carpet,put it in a big black garbage bag and back to Florida we went. I planted it on the side of the house where it was all shade with a very tiny bit of sunlight. I was thrilled when it took root and grew about a foot. Sadly my husband backed over it with his new riding lawnmower and killed it. I cried off and on for months. My daddy passed way about 2 years after that and I had tried to grow 2 other ones but, they never took root. I still believe it’s because my daddy’s hands never touched them like the one he helped dig up.
I’m sorry you lost the tree.
We had potato patties a lot when I was little...any time there was leftover mashed potatoes. You mentioned that yours were never as good as your grandmother's and I have tried making them and they are never as good as my mother's were. Maybe the difference is the sentimental memory of childhood food. I tried to figure out why mine were not as good and I think I did what a lot of people do when mashing the potatoes and I put too much butter and milk into it while it was being mixed and I bet my mother didn't put much butter in but would have added milk...and that would mean her leftovers were drier and would hold together better while the patties were being fried.
A little off topic...but not by much: I used to hate it when my Mom would bring home a bushel basket of Kentucky Wonders or Purple Hull Peas because I knew what I was going to be doing for the next WHILE. Seemed to take forever dealing with those things. Now, I'm 72 and my Mom has been gone for a long time. Wishing now I had a bushel of beans or peas to deal with.
I think a lot of us feel like that. I wish I could go back and help in the garden even though I drug my feet back then 😀
It takes a MAN to plan your afterlife to ease your Family's "burdens". My father did this and I will never, ever comprehend that. I know one day I will.
Thank you for another great reading of a awesome book Topper. Family is so precious to have. Tipper I have made it to Asheville NC. Been so overwhelmed with the kindness of everyone here. I am finally home Tipper.
Wonderful Charles!!
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How do you crack black walnuts open? They grow around here. A hammer?
Some folks use a hammer. They are a really hard nut to crack. So it takes some practice to crack them without crushing the entire nut 😀 There is a black walnut saw you can get and also crackers especially made for them.
@@CelebratingAppalachia Thank you, Tipper! Merry Christmas!
I'm enjoying this one, too but, It's not quite as lively as Alex Stewart or Dorie. Still, it is well worth reading, or listening to in our case.
what about the little boy in the house that the tree was falling towards. Is he all right?
You can hear the second part here: ruclips.net/video/2P9klQdxog0/видео.html 😀
Miss Tipper, that was a repeat of the first half. I am desperate Merry Christmas
@@monicajones8450 oops! The third part you're looking for will post tomorrow evening-Monday 😀
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