I’m a Puerto Rican man in my late 50’s that was raised in New Jersey, and had no idea what most of our early miners and their families had to go through on a daily basis. I hope stories like these will help us to be more grateful for every little thing we have.

Hello. I'm from Australia. I love listening to your stories. They are my favourite bedtime stories ❤️ You have a very soft soothing tone in your voice. Life in Appalachia wasn't so very different to life in the old Australian bush towns. I from the City of Melbourne but spent a bit of time in Country towns and at bush dances. My ancestry is Scottish so I appreciate the music and dancing of the Appalachian people. I can see and hear how it evolved. Thanks you so much. All the best. 🙋

I knew and old man who is now deceased who grew up in the mountain country of Appalachia , his daddy died when he was a boy and they lived next to a railroad in a shanty shack . They heated with a little coal stove but couldn’t afford coal ( this was during the Great Depression) . He would walk along the railroad tracks toting a coal bucket barefooted in the winter gathering the few chunks of coal that sometimes fell off the coal cars .There was one particular train that would pass and when it did the fireman would rake off a bunch of coal for the boy to pick up . One never knows that the good deeds done are still praised pretty neigh 100 years after .

Do we ever stop and think, those of us who grew up in the 60's, of the things we'd see? Now we remember those days, using technology we never dreamed of. Thanks for the memories🎶

you could read the dictionary and I'd listen to it... I miss my dad and grandfather dearly and your voice sounds like home. thank you for your stories of days gone by.

My have things have changed. The 1960s child car seat was laying in the back window getting the truckers to blow the horn. The seatbelt was granny's arm as you stood in the bench seat beside her. Dad told about laying in bed seeing the stars shine through the cracks in the roof. They were poor but wouldn't think of taking money from the government. They worked for what they needed and were content with what they did and didn't have. They didn't blame somebody else for their problems. We've lost that in America.

I grew up in West Virginia, and I can't even watch this with what's going on in our country today. It makes me so incredibly homesick for a time that is gone, I can't stand it. But thumbs up anyway.

Back when life and times were simple and good. ♥️🌟

That was an amazing story. Lord I remember picking up cola bottles! I certainly wish I could raise my children in a much simpler time. This world scares me sometimes. Thank you again sir for a few minutes of peace. Oh the hatchet story was epic! 😂

As I set here with tears streaming down this brings me back to happier times of my childhood. Thank you so very much for the memories

This takes me back to my childhood. This is how it was growing up.... We shared everything, it was so pure and innocent. I look at this world today and I wish we could go back to this time. Throw away the technology,we didnt have all the luxuries but we were happy

Another awesome story my friend 👍👍👍. All I can say is that if a person has never used a outhouse on a brisk cold morning they really haven’t lived. Keep them coming!!!

.2 cents a bottle when I was growing up in the 60's. 15 mile to a town that big from my holler. If someone had 5 bucks in those days you were the richest kid in town, lol. Sure brings back memories Mister, Thanks!

I just love going back in time with Donnie. 💙

Actually the Amish live a lot like this even today! Good , hard working people with German/ Swiss ancestry!

This story brought back lots of memories. Grandma and Grandpa lived close to the Clinch river in Scott Co. When the river receded after a Spring flood my cousins and I loaded up an old wheelbarrow with pop bottles left on the shore, trade them in at the nearby store for candy and ice cream. My other Granddaddy had an old country store in Duffield. When I was little in the 50s he took me with him to his bank in Appalachia. A thriving town then. The bank president always greeted us and had a piece of candy for me. People did business face-to-face back then. Thank you friend!

thank you. when i was young I remember a day much like this. I was staying with my aunt and uncle in a small town in BC Canada. Myself and three neighbor boys walked into town barefoot on a gravel road and went to the movies......thanks for the memory :)

Kids were on their own in them days. We'd walk for miles to get to see something different. Maybe play a good ballgame. Didn't matter who they were. Everybody was welcome to play. I grew up in the 60s too. My hometown was a lot like this one. Thanks for sharing those good memories.

i rember the trips to the outhouse on them cold winter morinings

❤ So very very sweet!!! Thank you! I grew up in West Virginia in the 60's... Miss those tuff but innocent, valuable days in sweet Appalachia!!

Thank you for honoring the Appalachian stories👍❤

I remember out houses. Boy you don't see that no more. And picking up coke bottles in return for money usually a dime or 10 cents rambling across the mountians. And holler s. Playing in the streams. Climbing trees. Squirill. Hunting. My granddaddy always kept hounds. I remember hearing those old dogs squalling. Way off in the distance across the mountians all good memories. Thanks,,, friend,,,

BEAUTIFUL PRECIOUS MEMORIES OF THE 5Os & 60s OF MY CHILDHOOD. PEOPLE GOT ALONG, READY TO HELP EACH OTHER. MY FAMILY & FRIENDS HAD SO MUCH FUN PLAYING IN THE CREEK, CLIMBING THE TREES & RIDGES. SUCH PRECIOUS MEMORIES OF A HAPPIER TIME OF INNOCENCE & WONDEE

My Woolworth’s had the best Carmel corn. You could smell it before you ever walked in. Thank you and see you next time.

❤ Simple life. Wish we all could liveca simpler life. Nothing wrong with having an outhouse

Drove thru the area in the mid 60's and as a kid I was fascinated by all the "old stuff" but realized later in life that these were not relics or antiques, but were everyday items still used by the people of the area daily. What a beautiful but sad way of life. Met many young men from the hills when I was in the Navy and they were some of the nicest, most trustworthy and dependable men I ever knew.

This takes me back to my child hood. I grew up back in the mountains. We cashed in pop bottles also. Played in the woods,swim in the creek,fished and helped around the house

I agree with so many of these comments! My dad grew up in SW Virginia and that's where our family vacations were spent. Such great memories. 25E, old Hwy 58, Cumberland Pinacle, Cudjos Cavern, no indoor plumbing, using the outhouse, taking a bath outside in an old bathtub over- looking the mountains, my first time learning where potatoes come from (the ground and not a store, I was shocked), tobacco barn, grandparents buried on their property. I could go on and on. I absolutely love the relaxing sound of your voice Mr. Law's. With the world in such an ugly mess, my go to feel good spot are your videos. Takes me back to a much calmer time in my life. Please keep them coming. Many blessings to you.

Thank you, DL. I didn't grow up in a mining town, but I grew up in a small town. My life has some parallels with yours. If you collected bottles as a child, there is no doubt you worked earnestly as an adult to provide for your family. Your videos really make me happy I was raised up the way I was. I didn't have a lot, but I had enough. God bless.

Town on Saturday! Somebody should have written a country song about it. Loved all the pictures from back then. You must have been the oldest of your brothers to have your Momma send for groceries by you. Really enjoyed.

Oh, imagine the surprise and joy realizing it's the very town you grew up in. The very town you're living in today. This brought back so many memories of myself and my younger brothers selling pop bottles and going to the movies. Thank you for this sometimes it's good to look back.

Spent a lot of my childhood in Damascus, VA. Doesn't get much more small town than that. The snow flakes and sexually confused have turned it into a hipster get away. My family that remain there are heart broken watching it desolve over the years.

Donnie you are a treasure! My life parallels your growing up years. Yes sir those were the best days of my life. I remember "window shopping with my momma'. My eyes must have bought a million worth of goodies! Growing up seemed like it would never come back then....now it is so long in the past. If only time could stand still!

I'm so glad we grew up when we did. What wonderful memories you brought back today. We had a Sears & Roebuck catalog their too. 😉 Hubby bought me a big box of Moonpies a few Christmas ago, I truly cried happy tears. A bologna sandwich, sliced off that red ring loaf and fried up...oh my 😋. Thank you my friend for the wonderful walk back in time. Blessings. 🤗💕

Thank you Donnie for bringing back great memories of day gone by. Made me want a R C Cola and a moon pie for sure.

I was around 8 years old maybe nine I lived in Telford we moved from big Stone when I was six. There was a train that used to roll through there every day sometimes a couple times it was a Coltrane sometimes load of coal sometimes not sometimes they didn't even have the cart on them it's just pulling the wheel frame that the cart sat on. It go through there turtle slow. so I take my backpack and all the pennies I had snatched out dad's cup holder in his truck what ever change in the. Ran down to the creek and I jump on that Coltrane that was crawling through there usually covered me in this really disgusting thick black grease. Then I jump off at the Telford store it was a little deli right beside it and a post office down the road the spot I jumped off at used to be an old train station that was no longer a train station it was ran down. The person that own the Telford store him and his wife also owned the ice cream truck I used to buy $5 joints off him when I was in high school. The ice cream man has something for all ages every body liked him. he also got in trouble for having slot machines in the back of the store 3 times he did. Anyways I'd take my pennies to her and she give me something sweet, some kind of candy and a soda. I know I didn't have enough for that, but she always did it. Then I'd walk back home and cut across the road down a dead end and then go through the field back to my house. A farmer spanked me because I was running through his tobacco field I found out all about how you could get poisoned he terrified the s*** out of me and I didn't tell nobody ( I also didn't do it again he was right) I was afraid to get another whooping lol I would of too. I never did let my family know what I was doing till I was much older in the tobacco field was gone the old man was dead that I owned it. my dad told me I was lucky I didn't end up in Chattanooga that the train never picked up speed. I never thought of it that way being little. Hell I'd say the damn driver probably seen me hop on the damn thing wasn't hiding it or nothing or sneaking. I thought I was a genius 😂😂. This wasn't long ago I'm 34. The big difference I see from when I was little to getting older was all of our parents ended up on pills.. now there's a methamphetamine epidemic (it seemed to me every one my age was on meth I left to better mine and my daughter's life I want her to have education and opportunity). I went to Colorado with a stranger and $300 in my pocket and a baby on my hip. made my way to Indian reservation in Montana. I like there way of thinking praying. I always have. the Cherokee to. Then I Hung out in Oklahoma went to the Sundance down there that we was invited to. All there people have the same problems with the drugs it's almost like it was done on purpose... My dad had a surgery he was given a prescription and he was never the same after that his life became all about it. My mom had some sort of neurological problem same thing happened to her... I didn't even know I was from a place that had culture until I left wise tell superstitions galore compared to other places I've been so far which ain't many. I sure appreciate your channel. Now I'm hanging out in Florida I met my husband in Colorado. Florida has the water love and the education my daughter wants and that I want to give her. She's always been a hell of a great student especially in places where there are City schools and they encourage the learning. I don't know what I'll do after she grows up probably go back towards something with less people in it. Get up against one of these national preserves or forests. Maybe just live on a sail boat. Any ways I sure do like your channel it's easy to forget the good stuff this is a reminder of that. I wish technology was for the people and not the rich. With the technology today there's no reason for people to be hungry and suffering or ill to the extent that they are. Big Stone Gap is a damn near dead town it's a coal mining town. Woodrow and Virginia Smith are my grandparents they're buried in the cemetery there Woodrow died on the roof of his church had a heart attack my dad was 16 he was up there helping him repair that roof.. I never met Woodrow but I did meet Virginia my grandmother adored that man used to tell me how she couldn't wait to die just so she could get back to him she died in her late 80s We buried her right next to him. She taught me how to make eggs and drop biscuits when I was four.. Thank you again.

I love this so much! I teared up a little. My parents and grandparents are gone now. This reminds me of all our good times. I grew up in Bell Co. In the 70's. The best of times 😊

My dad is coming up on his 93rd year this fall and this reminds me of his stories of growing up in Rutledge Tennessee. He had brothers that tore up his stuff and still talks about his mothers biscuits and gravy. He moved up north to Cleveland Ohio , to work for GM decades ago but longs for home. I will play this for him. Thank you for sharing it.

Donnie. I remember when momma would make us go and find a switch when we had to get a whipping. Thanks Donnie

I feel truly blessed to have been born in 1950…times were so much simpler then. I’m Canadian and based on the stories you tell we grew up in much the same way. My kids and grandkids don’t understand when I tell them about ‘’the good of’ days’’ lol. God bless 💕🇨🇦

Really enjoyed your story!

My family has in-law kinfolk in Keokee. Her grandpa is a minister up there. I love to attend when I can. Mostly during the holiday season. They still hand out treat bags at Christmas time.

This is absolutely awesome. I love the way you told this story. I'm sure you had to live it. I remember growing up on Lost Creek, about 15 minutes from Hazard, Ky. in the 1970's. I remember my Mom taking us to town in the 70's. Great memories!!! BTW, I love your channel.

What another great story of times past, I do enjoy people lived in those times, it definitely was a hard time for many, my stepdad grew up in the 30's he told me a lot of stories and what I can tell he really did enjoy those times even though it was very hard. Once again thank you for sharing

Really enjoyed your story.....I grew up in Knoxville Tn....it was small city then.

This Ole Ohio boy loves these stories!! Keep them coming 👍💯

I listen over and over and over and over…thank you for your time, all of you who helped make these wonderful excursions to simpler times.

Love it.Middlesboro is my hometown & yes it was a booming place on Saturday

Been a long time since I sold drink bottles. Thanks for the memories brother. Moon pies, parched peanuts, and RC.

I love seeing these pictures from the past. Simply amazing how America worked in those days. Your childhood was a blessing to us all. God bless you and thank you for sharing. Maybe next October you can tell us about how you celebrated Halloween 🎃 in those days.

RAISED IN THE BLUE RIDGE MOUNTAINS OF VIRGINIA BEAUTIFUL PLACE AND BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE ❤️

I wish I had my friend Pam Partin back. She could make quilts, curtains, anything. She would teach me crafting. Sadly she died in a car accident. I miss her so much.

Oh boy. Brings back memories selling pop bottles

Sooo thankful i grew up in this era. It's what kept me grounded even with all the so-called improvements America has so-called made. Thanks for giving me a reason to keep grounded.

Hi Mr Laws, I'm a new fan of yours. This sounds like a great childhood full of adventure. I love hearing your stories and about the Appalachian mountains and the beautiful people. If I traveled to the United states the Appalachians is where I'm heading. I think it's so beautiful and peaceful your my kind of no fuss people. I love the way you talk too. Thank you for your great videos and documenting the history of the Appalachian way of life and your people and I look forward to future videos, from Australia.

Really enjoyed your boyhood story. It reminds me a bit of my rural farm and village days. Things were simpler then but in many ways better than these times. Though these computers and smart phones of today are handy to learn about the world and unique places like your Appalachia. Thanks so much for sharing your memories.

I really enjoyed this one, Mr. Donnie. Wasn’t life good then? Money was tight, but life was so much better. Thank you for sharing your stories with us! God Bless you and yours ✝️🇺🇸

Brings back great memories of visiting family in central and western NC and the small town life, thx!

Love your stories Donnie. I was born in Maryville Tennessee and grew up in Walland, and remember picking, up dope bottles, but we only got 1 cent. Maybe we got cheated and didn’t know it, but we only paid one cent deposit on a 5 cent Coca Cola. They had 10 cent ones too, but we got the small ones so we could get a bag of Peanuts to go with it, or a Moon Pie. Usually a Moon Pie was the Choice. I still love a Moon Pie, 60+ years later. Thank you for the memories.

OMG!! I loved this video!!❤️ I’m from Lexington, Ky but this brought back so many memories of my own childhood. I loved watching some of your DIY videos of how to get rid of stink bugs and carpenter bees too. I plan on watching more of your other videos. Thanks so much for posting these as this made my day!!😍 Loved them so much I shared them with some friends of mine from Eastern Ky. Donnie, you’re the best!!❤️👍🏻

Oh how well I remember those days, us kids looking for "pop bottles" to turn in to the little country store down the road. I always competed with my friend Steve who would walk the road near the store and down by the fishing ponds where some people would throw their bottles in the ditch and grass areas when done in lieu of saving them. They gave us "10 cents a pop" for them then and not long after I grew up, everything went to plastic and the redeeming of bottle colas was pretty much over. Chocolate Soldiers, short 7-up's, Neehi, Coke, Pepsi and the ever popular Mt. Dew "it'll tickle yer inerds" bottle with the hillbilly on it were commonly found. The old country store is gone now, fell-in long ago and they finally cleaned it up but the old concrete slab to the gas pump is still there and if you look hard enough you can find hundreds of old pop bottle caps through the grass where the parking lot once was. I metal detected it several years ago and found bottle caps, some in pretty good shape, some maybe even that I dropped there as a boy, hum? Even found some coins from the era. Boy I sure miss those days. Never thought I'd be back there looking for remnants of the past a few caps and good memories. Lord if we'd only known what we had back then and could have preserved it somehow.

this story brings back great memories, staying with my grand parents back 50's & 60' . they had a place on Bear Creek made their living off about 400 acres, I remember the feds flying over in the summer looking for smoke from stills. I was one lucky kid, no indoor plumbing until 1960 or so. If have not gone to the outhouse on freezing morning you aint lived. Praise the Lord !!

God has blessed you with a gift of storytelling. Thank you for bringing this to the folks who can't sit on your porch with you and enjoy these memories with you.

Just found your channel and am really enjoying it. Nice to see pictures of stores and places I know and grew up with. The John’s store in Middlesboro is where everyone bought jeans and saddle shoes. Thank you for sharing.

Good story my friend

Takes me back to simpler times I can remember collecting bottles and trading for Candy and such thank you for bringing back some memories of my childhood in the early 50"S .I will have to pass these stories to my granddaughter.

I sure do remember turning in pop bottles. I'd end up with a little brown bag of penny candy. Thank always made my day. It was a little treasure to me. Those days will always hold a special place in my heart. Thanks for sharing how you spent a day in your life. Your friend, Louise

My great grandmothers first husband was killed in a mine. My grandfather had his pick axe which was over 100 years old. I used that to dig up my garden. My father wasn’t too happy at first I dug up a garden. All good memories.

The good ole days! I was never any good at marbles either Donnie, but it was still fun and they were always cool to look at anyway.

Daddy told me stories of life in the small community of Coble TN. This brings back my memories. Thank you and keep it up.

Enjoyed looking at your life out there, I grew up in the mining villages of South Wales UK in the 60s and 70s, and couldn't t get over how many cars were on the road at the time, here the only people to have cars were Doctor's and shop owners, different, better, times keep the stories coming they are very similar to our stories. Thanks

Wow all I can say is thanks . Nice to know lm not the only one who thinks that those were better times. I remember My grama had a 59 in Impala and she would drop us off at Woolworths. Does anyone remember the fresh roasted cashews. Fantastic video Donnie thanks for the memories.

That was a great story! I remember turning in bottles for cash too. There was a little country store right up the road from my house. We lived too far out for a kid to walk into town on the weekend, (about 15 miles), but Mom would take us in with her sometimes. I loved your story, it reminded me of home. BTW, you forgot to go back for your wagon🐝🤗❤️

Hey Sweet Friend, My Family is from Tennessee and my Great, Great Grandma and Grandpa had an Apple Orchard. There is a sad story behind all of that, but I would love to tell you about it one day. We live in Texas now but I knew I came from the Mountains because I talk different from other people here and I was made fun of from the way I talk. I Absolutely Love your storys of growing up. Thank you so much Sweet Friend I pray we can meet some day and maybe I could tell you my Family's story. Don you have a Very Blessed Day!!!! And Thank You Again!!!!God Bless you 😇💞

Donnie,Thanks for coming by and letting me tag along with You today, Buddy I sure did enjoy the trip🙂.You Have A Great Day Friend.

Donnie, don't forget to tell these people about the big cross that would light up after dark on the east end of Cumberland Avenue .

Well Donnie, it's amazing how much the lives of kids all over paralleled in so many ways... collecting pop bottles, hauling the load of pop bottles in a red radio red wagon, using the money to get some food or candy bars, bubble gum and a pop. Trading for groceries or candy from the country store, etc. We had fruit trees... apples, pears and peaches, and walnut trees. And the store owner's wife loved to bake, and I would bring them fruit and nuts in exchang for food or some candy and pops. Times were much simpler then. My grandfather would always say, we were poor as dirt, but when it came to getting by, having what we needed and our family, we were actually very rich. It wasn't until my thirties that I fully understood and appreciated what he meant. I really enjoy your stories, and love listening to you telling them. Blessings, and take care my friend.

Donnie Laws , thank you so much for your videos . I am working my way to move back up to the Mountains of my family’s home . I was first generation of my family to be born on the coast of Virginia. But I’m headed back to Giles County , area of Virginia. Both of my parents have passed on now . I had the best family anyone could ask for . I just want to be back home brother Donnie . Your videos are so awesome. Thank you again Sir ✌️

Love to here your stories about growing .Thank you my Freind.Sound a lot like mine .So happy to be a country raise woman.

I tell you Donnie, I was leaning into my iPad like it was an old tube radio listening to some very exciting radio show with whole family Saturday night. LOL I am just loving listening & watching your channel! Thank you

I was the city cousin ,but at my aunts in the summer I remember getting the washtub bath in the yard. Hoping the boys weren’t peaking .Then off to town we’d all go us kids in the back of their old Ford pickup. It was in the mid 50s .what fun we had my uncle playing dominoes,my aunt getting a bill of groceries us kids just walking up and down the street getting a bottle of pop .this was in Southern Oklahoma.

Loved this! It took me back to simpler days of my childhood. Thanks

My dad was a mechanic. We never knew what car we would ride to school in! Sometimes it was an old clunker, and other times it was something fancy or antique. I just loved this video. Felt like I was sitting there with you, looking at old photos.

Howdy Donnie- great story. You got a penny more for pop bottles than we did. We sure would look for em to get a little spending money. Times have changed and not for the better. Take care and God bless

What an awesome story. What a great way to spend a day and what memories it gives you now. Thank you Donnie for sharing this little piece of your nostalgia with us.

Thank you so much, Mr. Laws. So pleasant and relaxing. You do a great job and storytelling.

I remember collecting pop bottles. 2 cents for the regular ones,, more for the larger ones. However, getting to town was an adventure. My uncle George would arrange a ride/trip with the mail man. We would go in to town (Warsaw, Mo.) on the morning run and come back on the afternoon run. One can hardly imagine that happening today . Good times. Thanks for the video.

Thank you for sharing this with us, Mr. Laws. We love to hear your stories!

It was a different live at that time. Have a nice weekend Donnie.

That was a awesome story....best yet... you have a natural talent for story telling you should really think about writing a book and putting all those pictures in it! I would buy one for sure!! Keep the memories coming 👍🙏

I moved to Virginia at the end of January to live with my favorite aunt so she could stay in her home. I take her for rides up in the Blue Ridge Mountains often and I love to hear her stories of growing up in these mountains. I'm just a country girl from South Texas and this scenery is magical to me. I wish I could afford a place in the Appalachian Mountains in NC so I could be closer to my sister and a favorite cousin. I am always at peace in the mountains and your stories make me feel like I am at home.

I don't know why I have a love for appalachia I'm not even American I'm Irish but when people ask where would you dream of visiting I say West Virginia to the mountains they laugh because I'm an Irish country girl myself I watch everything about the appalachian people can't get enough 😁👍

The photography is beautiful along with your talent for real story telling. Refreshing. Thank you so much. You’re telling me about my own ancestors while you’re at it.

Great video! Our band just played for a Street dance in Pennington Gap, VA. Just wondering which communities are featured in the downtown still photos. Thanks again for presenting this channel.

I grew up in Happy Valley (Tallassee TN)It don't get much smaller than that.I remember in my youth how people would gather at Abrams Creek with their banjos,fiddles,mandolins,and guitars for a night of picking and moonshine sampling.I was too young to participate but the older folks sure seemed to enjoy it.Memories of a simpler time.God bless!!

I vaguely remember growing up back in the 60s and 70s but one thing that I’ll never forget is going to the country store to sell pop bottles - we would get a bag of penny candy each, we thought we were rich. To think those folks that waited on us back then are all gone now. All my aunts and uncles grandparents and parents- which tells me my turn is coming up next and I hope I leave people with a smile when they remember me.

SUCH good memories!! We did the pop bottle thing, too though we lived in the city. You lived in a beautiful place, but we had to drive and drive to see nature, had to go to a state park or something, so couldnt do it often. You got to see that beauty *every day,* no wonder you treasure those memories!

Oh my God this is so like my grandparents house in the 60s when we would visit them from Ohio my parents are both from West Virginia the catalog in that outhouse personally I did not like that outhouse. Dad grew up in a three-room house that had newspapers all over the walls. Grandmother would cook on a wood burning stove that had a flat top they heated with coal and wood from a pot belly stove and you went outside to get your water. Tough times but their families were close they needed each other only ones left now are my parents being the oldest everyone else is gone just memories but they both plan on being buried down there in those mountains oh I've got to get back down there again for a visit just to walk around and put the flowers on the graves . Funny thing when I think of the place I see in my mind's eye images of the past. Put a little smile on my face.

Donnie, I love these videos i couldn't play Marbles either. My thumb was weak too. I used to pick up old glass drink bottles & cash them in to buy a small brown bag of penny candy. I had an old Radio Flyer wagon to haul my bottles to the store in. I used to go to Woolworth too. I loved their food & banana splits. We had a lot in common.

I grew up in rural Vermont in the 50's and 60's. Different part of the country, but days as a kid were about the same. Miss those days.