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This is a story set in the North Carolina Mountains. It is about two families of Scotch-Irish and also French decent. It centers in on one 11 year old girl and her 6 year old sister and two boy cousins, one is 12 and the other one is 8 years old. The story begins in the year 1914. The author got many of the story ideas for this book from an elderly lady who was doing an oral history for the Rural Life Museum Director at the college where the author of this book studied teaching. The author worked in the library. But this sweet lady decided she wanted to write her story and she requested…mehr

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This is a story set in the North Carolina Mountains. It is about two families of Scotch-Irish and also French decent. It centers in on one 11 year old girl and her 6 year old sister and two boy cousins, one is 12 and the other one is 8 years old. The story begins in the year 1914. The author got many of the story ideas for this book from an elderly lady who was doing an oral history for the Rural Life Museum Director at the college where the author of this book studied teaching. The author worked in the library. But this sweet lady decided she wanted to write her story and she requested someone to illustrate it and this is what brought the two together. While the elderly lady wrote her local history book, the college asked the author and the lady to do an Elderhostel Class for the college. The elderly lady told the author many stories she did not put in her book. One of these stories became the Fire and another the Grandfather. There really was a Frenchman who came to this community with his trained monkey and an organ grinder. And that monkey is really buried in the family cemetery. The author also included stories that her father told her such as the Ghost. This story was of a haunting lady that killed her husband in the early 1800s. She was hung for it in 1838 and this too is a true story from these mountains.

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Geraldine Gardner was born in the Appalachian Mountain, and it was her father who gave her the love of them although she didn't grow up there; her parents moved her north so her father could find work. Her parents also made a yearly pilgrimage home every summer. She attended elementary school in Detroit, Michigan. And she attended junior high and high school in Laurel, Maryland. She got married the year after high school and, over a ten-year period, had four children. She and her husband and their first baby daughter moved to the mountains, following her parents, who had moved back the year before. The little family settled in the Piedmont in North Carolina, though, and it was there that she also had her three sons. She received her first college degree there in drafting and design. She studied journalism at this college as well and became interested in newspaper writing while working on the college newspaper. She designed furniture for several years. After her divorce, she headed back to the mountains, and shortly after moving to the mountains, she then decided to return to college and get the degree in teaching. This second degree was in elementary education, specializing in middle grade, and later, she got the degree in visual art. She taught art in kindergarten to grade 8. And then grades 6, 7, and 8 at the New Middle School at the same county. She was active in many writing workshops and also worked as a docent at the Thomas Wolfe House on weekends. She was first published in several local newspapers and later in the Thomas Wolfe Review.