@EddieRobertsRiverGypsy
All the generations before me born and raised in the Ozarks about 25 miles north of Cave City, Arkansas. As a child we would visit my Great Uncle Ben Darby. The highway turns to rock. The rock road narrows. We park and walk to the foot of a mountain. We caught glimpses of Uncle Ben running from tree to tree with a single barrel old shotgun. Dad would hollar out our last name and he would come see. His cabin built on the side of the mountain. A stream flowed down the mountain just past his cabin. He led us kids to the head of the spring which was a hole in rock. An old tin ladel lay on a rock. I will never forget that taste. Water so cold you could hardly swallow. When he passed we lost that property to kinfolks. I wish so bad it was mine. I would live there. A mule and wagon was transport into Cave City about every two months. There is where the survivors will be when this country diminishes. I still live off the land for the most part on the Louisiana Delta but the Ozarks are aways calling me to come home
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