Stories, Old Ragged Verse, Letters to and from mountain cousins by Storyteller and Appalachian Humorist Stephen Hollen. Enjoy the humor and bittersweet memories of Eastern Kentucky and a place where the mist crawls down the mountainside ''like molasses on a cold plate''
Traveled down home not so very long ago,
Hungry for the hills, hankerin' for the homeplace.
Each mile driven a bit closer, nearer home
The sound of the wheels on the highway
The tuneless hum of rubber and road
Sings in my ears, whispers a melody