

The ruminations of a lowcountry girl who, after traipsing around the South, finds herself at home in RVA (aka the frozen North of the South).
Centerburg, Ohio Feb. 22, 1919 Dear Uncle, I received your letter today. Mr. Van Sickle gave it to me this morning. Grandma gave it...
2 comments:
What a great photo! I think that's me on the bottom wire.
When big words come through the telephone line it hurts the bird’s feet. The lone bird has only just landed; when the next big word comes through he will move.
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