| The place is a plank sided old store building at
a mountain crossroads. It's cold outside, winter has set in, the harvest is through and
the milking is done. A wood stove is glowing cherry red, doing its best to keep one step
ahead of the wind coming in around the eaves. A group of "regulars" are gathered
'round the stove enjoying a slice of "hoop" cheese or a "chaw" of
tobacco. Their laughter can be heard from a distance, as they all take a turn, telling a
story or "arguing politics." It's good simple fun. Just talk among friends. But
if you've ever been there, you'll always cherish those days around the stove at the store,
telling tales with friends. Draw up a chair or nail keg and enjoy these tales from the
mountains. |
A
Tale About Bootlegging
Possession
Is 9/10
Moonshine Stories - Old Jake
Wild Man
of Borneo
OOPS
The Horse Trader
How Thick Is Fog?
The Custom
The Possum War Chronicle
The Bull Story
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