This book is dedicated to all the people that lived in Appalachia from the middle 1800's up until 1965.
Here's to everyone that ever built a fire in a stove or fireplace on a cold winter's morning, or milked the cow around 5am, walked to school in the freezing rain or snow, carried their lunch in a lard bucket, used the outhouse, did their homework by the oil lamplight and plowed the garden or fields with a team of horses.
This book is much more than a collection of photographs and stories from Appalachia's past. It is a reflection of Appalachia itself and where its people came from.It looks deep into the heart of a culture that is slowly fading with time and apathy. The pictures tell you more than words could ever express and the stories communicate more than a thousand photos could capture. It's about how people use to talk, farm, eat, work, drive, laugh and love.
It's about a time and place in America that was to become a keystone of what made it great. I believe that Appalachia is a place that contains a culture that is unlike any other on the planet. I should know, I have been to 37 different countries on 5 continents. And i chose the mountains of Appalachia for my home!
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To all the children who survived from the 1900's through 1960. First we were born to mothers who sometimes smoke and drank alcohol, while they were pregnant. Ate blue-cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered in bright colored lead based paints.
Congrats Beecher on your book it sounds interesting.
The best to you and your work most especially in the preservation of the Appalachian history.
Take care,
Gwendolyn
Reviewed by 000 000
10/13/2008
Great reading and nostalgia. A wonderful tribute to the past when times were simple and people cared more. A time of family and friends, and memories. Your love of the Appalachia area and it's past shows in your work. You must be old as dirt. Ha-Ha
CarolHawks
The Borderline Anti-Memory PastBook asks questions a diary does not ask and raises the questions to dialectics and answers them in a way a memory work does not answer questions.
