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Youth - with Maryruth

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The gift of silence, easing my recent pain, brought back

memories of my childhood. When life was simple and butter

beans were the staple. Cornbread was fried in a cast iron

skillet. Grandma was my best friend, as she snapped green

beans. Grandpa read the "good book" and played the fiddle

as I chased the rainbow. "Soup bones were free and Tom

McCann shoes were five dollars a pair."

Each day I watched as the sun came alive. Life was simple

and my papa had all the answers. My rainbow was watching

and counting smiles from my family when we got together.

I never wanted to leave the mountain. The first time I

was whupped and left, I realized, life was what you made

it, and the power of God. "June bugs come in May and Jesus

still loves me."

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