Postcards From the Po’ Farm

 First off, I need to refresh memories about where the name of the blog originated. My grandfather, who in the late 1930s bought the farm where we now life, called this 50-acre place the Po’ Farm, in reference to the “poor farms” that were prevalent in those Depression days. Fayette County’s poor farm, where people way down on their luck went to live, was out on McDonough Road.

 My grandparents and my dad didn’t have to go to the poor farm, but my grandfather’s family did lose between 800 and 1,000 acres due to the boll weevil, the Depression and the financial ruin they brought. Pop’s nickname for this place shows that his sense of humor survived the hard times.

Another Famous Writer in the Family

Another Famous Writer in the Family

 Like a lot of folks my age, I grew up reading children’s books authored by my cousin Robert Burch, who was born in my hometown of Inman, on the same road, Hill’s Bridge Road, where I have spent most of my life. Chris Gibson and his family live in a house built...

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Old Hymns and Back Porch Visits

Old Hymns and Back Porch Visits

 It’s been a tradition for years that during the month of August, those of us who attend Inman United Methodist Church sing hymns from the little brown Cokesbury hymnals.  Sometimes, on those Sunday mornings, I’m disappointed to see that the powers that be...

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Old Iron Has Great Stories to Tell

Old Iron Has Great Stories to Tell

 Back in the day, lots of young fellows around Inman and Woolsey worked a summer or two for Edward Ballard.  He had a reputation as a tough taskmaster, and the work on his farm was hard, but in my experience he wouldn’t ask you to do anything he wouldn’t do...

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