Donnie just wanted you to know, I showed this video to a 90 year old woman that pretty much a shut in & she laughed & cried watching it. It was such a treat for bringing back fond memories. Thanks so much Lord bless you.

Hey brother, sitting here watching your videos . Isn’t it funny that the older we get the farther back our memories go! Longing for those days ...😍

My Grandfather lived in Woodstock Georgia- I went many times and slept in my Great Uncle Buck’s house...I was always loved on, and soda in the fridge - along with butterfinger candy bars- just the same as when my mom was a kid. Donnie- you are seriously a National Treasure. Thank you for all you do ❤️💕❤️

Absolutely LOVE these stories ! They remind me of visiting my family in the past !!! You have a wonderful voice for story telling to top it off 👍🏻❤️🙏🏻

I love your stories of your past Donnie 😃. These are the days of living real life ☺️. Family time, with the cousins, aunt's, uncle's and grandparents were the most special 🤗💖

My Granddaddy died when I was 7, but I got to watch him butcher a hog soon as it got cold enough. Then Granny got to work grinding meat, making lard, and helping smoke the meat. My Granddaddy made the best hams in the state. Later, when my third grade class in the city had a pioneer parade with us in long skirts heading west, I wanted an old-fashioned bonnets like the women wore on TV westerns. Granny sat down at her treadle sewing machine and made me a pretty blue one; she didn't even need no pattern. I still have it, over 65 years later.

Another good one...man you really knock the cobwebs off the old memories...I can remember summer nights with all my cousins running barefooted through the yard catching lighting bugs...playing whoop and hide ..tag..roll in that ok grass till you was itching..man I would live it all over again!

These kinds of stories can still be lived today. We have 33 grandchildren that regularly fill up our home much like you describe doing with your cousins. Most of them are here weekly for a family time evening topped off with Bible study together. We can still cram all 53 of us around our dining room tables, but it is getting tight.

Brought tears. It sounds like Heaven to me. I sure miss all my grandparents.

Donnie, can,t tell enough how much I appreciate your stories, being from Montreal,but ,raised in Nortwestern Quebec, your videos are calling for so many souvenirs from my young years, me, being about your age, let me tell you a little story, in 1990, me ,the wife and our 3 daughters were on our way down to Florida for a summer vacation., when we reached Roenoke, we were hungry as wolves, so we stopped at a fried chicken restaurant, I believe Shony,s or alike, being led to a table and sitting, a girl working there came by us, and inquired what we ,d like to order, but the way she was speaking was absolutely charming, mostly, it was as if she was singing, thus, we could never understand what she was saying, due to her local dialect, it took some time before we could get it, just to tell you, thelocal dialect can be as mesmerising to strangers. after lunch, we climbed back in the car, laughing at this occurance, we all agreed on how charming this thing did for our understanding of this mid south place. Cheers to you, and your charming accent. John, Montreal

I love reminiscing about my childhood. I miss it. Kids now a days have no childhood as technology took over. They dont play outside, fish, climb trees, play in the mud or the creeks, collect bugs etc....we rode bikes and played until the street lights came on, then we knew we had to come in! The good ole days! Thanks for taking me down memory lane!

My father in law, “live and learn or die stupid”. I miss him. Thank you for sharing your precious memories. They invoke mine. God Bless.

Awww! I so Love this story Donnie about your family. Thank you for sharing these wonderful childhood memories.❤️ I was born in 1962 and was raised in Lexington, Ky. I can’t tell you how much I can relate to so many of your memories. I long for those days when things were simple and when just being with family & friends was the most important thing. I miss the times of just poling green beans on the porch with my mother and helping her in the garden. I miss my mother’s cooking and how she could cook enough for an army for weekend family breakfasts and dinners. My mother loved music and I miss how my mother would put on our favorite records we would all dance in the living room. I miss going fishing with my Dad and him teaching me how to swim, ride a bike, math, and how to drive a car. My Dad would always take me & my brother to a little general store off the highway close to where we lived where he would always get us a bottle of coke and a bag of peanuts to pour into the coke. Daddy would always give me a quarter and I remember thinking I was richer than King Solomon when I bought 25 pieces of penny candy. I loved sitting on the porch with my parents cooling off when it would rain or storm on a hot summer day and the sweet memory of my father pulling over to the side of the road, getting out of the car, and taking his hat off to show respect for a funeral procession coming through town. I loved Sunday car rides through the country and through horse farms that my mother would take us on after big Sunday breakfasts and going to church festivals in the Fall. These times spent with loved ones were priceless as there is no amount of money or material possessions that could ever replace your loved ones or these wonderful memories in your heart.❤️🙏🏻

I really enjoy these stories of the good ole days.i love the pictures I see in my mind of a simple life full of family,love of God and each other.thanks for sharing

I absolutely love to hear stories from your childhood. It makes me homesick for my childhood. Thank you, Donnie. God bless.

Donnie, I absolutely love listening to these stories. I could listen to you all day long. You are puting a wonderful history down on record. Thank you so much for sharing.

I just loved that so much, more simple times of life, look like good family times, peaceful, happy times. Makes you want to back those days. Loved this one .

Yeah! RC Cola and Moonpies! Such great stories Donnie. Thanks for sharing.

A favorite memory of one of my Grandmas is of her setting on her front porch in her rocker fanning herself after working in the garden. Donnie, you are making my memories come alive again. Did you all ever have what was called a "rolling store" anywhere you grew up? Keep putting up your videos, we love them.

I loved your story of when you were little. You have a lot of good memories to look back on. I was really interested in the lay of the land and what it used to look like. No one was crowded on the land. I have property at Powell Valley Farms on Powell Lane. It's still a beautiful site to behold. Your family looks like a real loving family. I love listening to people talk about the way things used to be. Thank you so much for sharing your family memories with us! 😍

I grew up in southwest virginia and I still live here.Its nothing like these mountains. Listening to you tell your stories they are just like how I grew up.I loved every minute of it.

What a wonderful time that must have been. If only we could turn back time for a while. What a great story.😀🌻

Another beautiful story, Donnie. Thank you. 💙

I could listen to these stories all day long. Brings back wonderful memories.

What memories your stories bring back! Just today, remembering great uncles plowing with the mule & a really mean bull. You even talk like my people from Yancy county in NC. Love your channel!

I went to school in Powell. I just love this channel, memories. Makes me sad and happy.

This is, as always, a very outstanding story. We need to contact someone in TV to get your "show" on TV so millions of people can watch n learn from you n your excellent stories n teachings. I feel like so many, many more people would just love to listen to you tell all these wonderful stories. It's a shame that the rest of the world is missing all the stories n things you have been teaching us. You are one in a million or a billion really.

Great stories, great life, and beautiful land. The kind of country I love to go to, the Road less traveled, don’t like crowds. Thanks Donnie.

I'll just echo most of the previous comments here. Having grown up in Harrogate and graduated from Powell Valley High School (go Indians!) your wonderful storytelling brings back very precious memories of my own childhood. You and I are nearly the same age, so I can clearly see through your story telling many of the same things and people you describe. And your photographs are absolutely wonderful. Thank you so very much for doing what you do so well. God Bless.

Thank you for sharing these great stories. They are comforting....like The Waltons or Little House on the Prairie....in this busy world of today.😊

Well this one made me cry thinking about all the times all the family would meet at my granny's on Sunday. She would cook for us. She always made sure she had something that everyone liked. It was such a good time being with all my cousins and family but all the older folks that I loved so very much are gone now but I have good memories. Thank you for all your stories and the memories they bring back.

I LOVE YOU STORYTELLING AND YOUR HISTORY OF LIFE.GOD BLESS YOU AND THAT WAS MY HISTORY, ALSO.

Lots of fun here Donnie, really brings back the times when things were different, simpler. Love it!

I can't get enough of your story's makes me remember my granny and papaw it sure has changed

This brings back memories of my life growing up, I just wish I was still little, sleeping at my whanau home and spending time with my whanau and being able to spend share this moment with you, thank you for bringing those special moments back to life ❤️

Such a great story!! It makes my heart yearn for my happy childhood memories of visiting my relatives out in the Missouri country, in the 1970's! So many will never know of those sacred and innocent times, that are long gone! ❤️💔

You have some of the best ole time stories of anybody, Mr. Laws. Thank you so much for sharing them with everyone. God bless you!!😇🙏

It seem you had so much fun With your family. I remember. The good. Old days. ♥️🌹

This brings tears to my eyes, the memories

Wow! Great story! Reminds me of the stories my father would tell me of his upbringings, especially the tale of Donnie having to fetch a switch for a whopping. Dad grew up on a small farm off of Porter Hollow, Castlewood, VA. Nice to see video stories like these, it keeps the memories alive. Thank you, Donnie Laws.

Thanks so much for making the past come alive for all of us!!!! I deeply appreciate you!!

Them times will never be forgotten be safe and GOD BLESS y’all sir Amen 🙏

Howdy Donnie- this brought back memories of my childhood having to go cut my own switch off the maple tree. A few years ago a storm blew the tree down and I cut it up for firewood. Sure did enjoy sitting in front of the fireplace watching it all burn up. Keep the stories coming. God bless y’all

Aww💕 Thanks for sharing these stories and memories with us. 🤗 I love listening to you. (Should do an ASMR story hour channel on the side!👍😏) Blessings, Washington State 🌲🙏🇺🇸

Thanks for memory ,the world is too complicated now everyone is missing the basics of living a simple life

I enjoy your stories... reminds me of my childhood days..now I sit out on the back porch and listen to the whip-poor-wills and think of days gone by...thanks for the stories

Those were the good old days!!!😊Oh How I Miss them !!!😊❤

Love it Donnie.Keep up the good work. I was born &raised in Middlesboro Ky.We had to move to Michigan when I was 12 for dad to get a job. But I still love it down there. I love the mountains.

I'm from Canada and just want to say how much I've been enjoying your videos. I've never been to the USA but always wanted the areas in your videos. Thank you

Used to sit outside at dusk and listen to whipowills in summer too. In 60's long ago.😊

My husband and I especially enjoyed this episode. So great that you have these special memories and thank you for sharing them! God bless.

I am 72 yrs. old, I am not from the mountains, I guess you would call me part country part small town. I grew up in a small town in North Carolina. These stories touch my heart. they really take me back. i know very well about the car doors. Shook hands with a few myself. A lot of things I can relate to some not so much. That's why I love these stories. Thank you so much. GOD bless you and yours..

Oh Donnie, I can relate to everything... especially swimming in the river and riding horses...I thought I was a big shot sitting on a little cart while a pony pulled me around a big circle path in my Aunt's neighbors field...I thought I was making that pony go, but nope!! That old pony had walked that circle a thousand times with so many kids..he did it on his own. Thus started my love for horses. Oh and the big tables full of people eating and kids everywhere...and yes it's a hard thing to cut the switch that will warm up your butt...lol!! Love you Donnie Law.

Aunt Ma - I had a aunt Maudelle but liked to be called aunt Mossie. She was a favorite of mine of what little I did get to see her. She lived in Big Stone Gap. I always regretted that my parents moved to the city. But I found my way back to the mtn's - this home to me !!! 🌄

Lived with my mamaw and papaw for seven years. My daddy’s sisters would come to visit for the holidays or a summer vacation. One lived in Knoxville,and had six kids. The other livid in Phoenix and had four. They were city kids, and I was living on an an 87 acre working farm. They would bring fancy food and toys we would share. Loved the summer evenings catching lightning bugs and frogs. Days spent stringing beans and shucking corn under the Maple tree in the front yard. Thank you for sharing your family memories with us Donnie, God bless you.

Thank you for these great stories Donnie, I felt like i was there with yall ,born in 1958, grew up in Charlotte but been to the mountains many times !! Bless You!!

Thanks Donnie,for sharing some of your memories of your visit to Aunt Ma's and Uncle Claude's when a young boy,I enjoyed it so much.It stirred up alot of good memories of mine,My Aunt Etter and Uncle Jim on Birds Creek in Sevier County Tn. 🙂.

watching this video as well as others you put out about your family and old times, brings tears to our eyes. They stir our hearts causing us to remember some of our old times. Thanks for all you do, you are a great story teller. God bless

I could listen to you tell stories for days 🌄Loved hearing about getting your own switch lol. Brought back a memory of my grandfather - he worked road construction and would be gone all week, then have to come home and hear a list of our mischief while he was gone. However, one time he came home to hear about the corncrib catching fire (thank goodness there was no corn in there - this was the middle of summer). It was caught early and put out, with little damage to it. He lined us all up outside and asked who started it - there was a cigarette butt in the corner and that told how it was started. No one said a word, so he told us to go get a switch from the apple trees in the front yard. Now, if you brought back a twig, you'd be in double trouble. He waited a few more minutes, then said "If no one fesses up to this, y'all are gonna get a whooping". I was the last, since I was the youngest girl, and by the time he got to me, his arm was winding down, so I just got a few swats. Hadn't thought of this for a long time - thank you for giving me a warm fuzzy and a memory. We are having our 86th family reunion in a couple of weeks, and I sure remember those family dinners. 🤗💖💖💖🥰

Up here in Mills River North Carolina and as I hear you talk it brings back memories. I guess I'm also country as four ears of corn but that's okay I'm quite proud of it as our family has been here as far as I can think back and probably as far as my granddaddy can think back. They carved out a good life here in these old mountains. I'm currently on the property of my granddaddy and the old barn is still there and I can hopefully rebuild it back to its Glory Days.

I'm a 42yo woman that grew up a bit different in South Mississippi. This video had me wishing I could be there running Thru the fields and play with the coon dogs! Oh! What a wonderful time ya'll must have had! Thank you for sharing this.

Seemed like beautiful and wonderful times Donnie .❤

What a beautiful home place. Yes indeed, we'd run barefoot through those fields too. That cut stubble just jabbing our feet. We didn't care. You and your family were truly blessed. ❤️

Bless your heart Donnie, after hearing your stories, I no longer complain about not having a dishwasher, I have hot running water, and a washer and dryer, I AM BLESSED LOL.

Listening to your stories, it is obvious that your childhood was rich way beyond today's standards. Your videos, the scenery and your words have brought back many of my own nearly forgotten memories.

I love watching your videos and listening to you talk about living in the country and in the mountains. My Dad had an old Ford like the Galaxy yall had. But some of my best memories are of spending time with my Grandparents on their farm in the hills of middle Tennessee. Me and my cousins and parents and aunts and uncles would work together. It was hard work but we ate good and slept good. Keep on making these good videos! Thanks!

Being I'm the 4th of 6 girls, I know all about breaking switches and getting my skinny little legs switched. I too got blamed for things I didn't do . Yep,I had my fingers smashed more than once. All us girls slept 3 to a bed or on a pallet on the floor when company came . Thank you Donnie for sharing this memory. I always enjoy each story and memories . GOD BLESS.

Mr Donnie your story brought back some of my greatest memories of my childhood going to my great aunt and uncle's house one lived in the Ozarks mountains and the other in the cotten fields of Arkansas it was always a pleasure to go visit ,🇺🇸❤️♥️🗝️👵👴

Your story brought back such sweet memories of my Grandmas house, when we'd visit as kids. You are so right, they sure knew how to bake a delicious pie. Blackberry was my favorite pie. I've tried to duplicate it but I may come close but not Like grandmas. Thanks for bringing up these memories, of days gone by. Your friend, Louise

Love watching these reminds me of my grandparents thay lived through the depression! Thanks

Momma and myself really liked this one. I noticed a smile when she saw the ole hand pump in the kitchen. My grampa on momma's side I never met. He passed in a car accident when momma was 8. Went off an ole creek bridge. Mamaw had 12 brother's and sister's in Bude, MS. I love them still and miss em. People was filled with so much love and respect for each other. And demanded it of us, too. That's correct Donnie we was seen and heard from only when asked. Stay out of you're elder's conversations. And you better show em respect! My daddy was Air Force proud. Served in the KOREAN War! I do remember having to break a switch from a tree! My son's know what that switch feels like too. Now helping raise my grandchildren and love em to death. It is so good and important to have a good rearing. I thank mamaw. Momma and daddy. ALL my elder's. I am so thankful to GOD for them!

I loved this one. Fun to watch. Thanks Mr Donnie 😊 God bless

Hi Donnie I really really love your stories my dad was from a small town in Georgia broxton it didn't even have a red light it just had a little flashing light you run right through the little bitty town but when they talk we will call the city cousins and we called them our country cousins and when they talk they'd say things like mater taters skeeters youngins schoolhouse and anything that ended in a a it might sound like an ER like Atlanter Georgier but going to visit my aunt and uncle in south Georgia was the best memories of my life nothing like it I really love your channel I listen to it I cry I'm sad I'm happy you are a true blessing Donnie have a great day

I had to break off sooooo many switches, and I knew to bring a good one too, and don't dare notch it either. I remember the day my Daddy thought three licks were no longer enough. I counted one, teo, three, and I thought ...sigh, ahhh three, but when I counted four, Five ??? SIX!!! I started crying and lost count after that. lol...funny now. Dad always said " This is because I love you, and one day you will thank me". Toughened me up real good though. Don't recall ever thanking him though, but it's not a sad story, glad I wasn't a spoiled kid now. I could do the switch dance better than any kid in the neighborhood.

This bought back such fond Memories of going to my Mamaws home. Tobacco farmhouse , outhouse n all. Loved sitting on the front porch n Maw with ber shotgun takin care of and rattles that thought they was coming in the house. She was a great marksman with that thing 🥰 Thank you for Sharing my friend your videos always bring Smiles to my face of days gone by. 💝🥰🙏

Love these videos told my kids they will never know what it was like back then in this world today. I let my Mom watch them she laughs and cry’s. Said she misses them so much raise in southern West Virginia from a huge family. Thank you for the videos.

I absolutely love these stories & oh how they bring back great memories!

I love this true story of your memories. You are very blessed I believe Mr. DONNIE

Family memories are the best! Thank you for sharing. God bless y’all!🙏🏼😊🙏🏼

I would have loved to live like this...I've always had an old soul for my age...both sides of my family came from farming and living off the land and its stuck with me...thanks for the stories

Thanks for sharing so many wonderful memories and days. It always brings smile .❤😢

Love these stories about weekends at your aunts good times and stories

Donnie this brought so many memories in door pump all my brothers and cousins aunts and uncles we still get together once a year all my aunts and uncles are gone now but still plenty of cousins and nieces and nephews and grandchildren thank you again

Your stories bring me much comfort. Oh how I miss the America I grew up in.

When my grandmother and grandfather was living. I'd stay. With them. In the summers. Didn't stay in the house stayed in the barn. When. I was a youngin. I'd go tubing down at deep creek it was a just a short walk. In bryson city. NC. From where we lived. And on the weekends I stay on the Cherokee reservation. Or res as we call it. Frontier land was a place I used to go to when I was boy it ain't there any more there's a casino there now. Boy things have changed since then. I miss the. Way it was. Oh well that's life. Hey thanks for sharing your story. God bless you,,,ps I love them old walker hounds. Brings back memories,,,

I remember growing up all children went to my big mama for the summer school was out there was 15 of us some in the bed some of us made platted o sleep on the floor but got up and wash your face in the morning and had breakfast eggs grits homemade biscuits milk we’d have a ball playing hide and go seek 123 red light and dodge ball we had a ball at night after we got our bath some of us using the same water then my big mama would tell us some stories as we all sit around her on the porch I love when she made her jam to preserves we’d eat the peelings as she peel the peaches growing up in the country at night was a ball but don’t lie to my grandmama cause you got a whipping time to leave we all cried running at let the wind on your face those were the days going to fishing oh man

I had 12 Indian Great Aunts! All their names began with A. They all loved to cook and laugh. I remember every one of them, beautiful women, with their red lipstick and red fingernails. Always laughing and trying to feed us. During canning season they all got together and canned. If you stood still too long, they'd a probably canned ya! Lol I could listen to you for hours. I think our past growin up was about the same! 🌺🌷🌺🌸💗🌸

We visited and had big housefuls of kids overnight, and we had pallets on the floors.. You could not step without stepping on a kid. I remember a big long bench behind a big long table, and Sunday was usually chicken and dumplings, green beans, and biscuits. My Uncle would load us up in a big red cattle truck and haul us around.Donnie, Injust do not understand why our memories are so precious spent in the mountains, but they sure are.

I love seeing my Aunt Jean she grew up on a farm and its so cool 😊

Beautiful Country spent a lot of time riding the back roads in the 80's.

Im near 75, and I used cobs as a GS kid. Onna my chores was to bring up a doz or so of freshly shelled cobs to the outhouse when they were needed. Mom used catalog paper

❤Love your stories! I sure miss the sound of a Whipporwil.

You had me smiling telling your stories about hunting for a switch and how it's a wonder you had any fingers left. Thank you for sharing your warm and fuzzy memories, and jarring some of mine loose. ❤

I sure do miss them days now. Such a shame them days are almost gone now. I could live in them days again easy.

Sir, I wish I knew how to express how much I love your channel. Your voice alone is so calming, and you have the gift of gab. You bring my own memories back to me. You Sir are a gift to all of us & I just cannot thank you enough. 💕💕👍🏼👍🏼🤗🤗

I relive alot of those memories that you talk about..such fun back then with my siblings. thank you again.

Darrell raley thanks for taking me back to the times I spent with my aunt vergie lay in sharps chapel those were the good old days gone but not forgotten

Wish life was like this again. Nothing like living. In the country. I live 15 miles. From city. Still not far enough away.

Such a good heart warming store my lord what memories and you are the master at telling them and watch out for those finger mashers lol thank you Donnie !

Reminds me so much of visiting my Aunt Jean and Uncle Glenn in Cleveland, TN. That early morning breakfast was the best I'll ever eat. I would be sleeping on the couch and she would be cutting biscuits at 5:30 am. Good times