We really did walk a mile in the snow to get to Curry School. We would warm ourselves by the pot belly stove in the back of the room. School was fun but it was always a joy when spring rolled around again; school would let out, we would be promoted and we could go barefoot again.
Two of my grandchildren, ages four and five, were having dinner with us and in order to keep them entertained at the table, I told them stories about when I was a little girl in WVa. They listened in dead silence. When I finished, my grandson looked at me with big brown eyes and said,"I want to go there." I replied with tear filled eyes, "I do too."
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