Appalachia Story of A Trip To Town Growing up in a early 60's small Town
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- Story of growing up in a southeastern Kentucky small town in the early 60's in the mountains of the rural Appalachia Coal fields. Thanks for watching. SUBSCRIBE:: LIKE AND SHARE:: HELP GROW YOUR CHANNEL THIS CHANNEL COVERS 9 DIFFERENT SUBJECTS !!! ( CHECK IT OUT) 1. Metal Detecting 2. Wildlife Videos 3. History & Mountain Culture 4.The Unexplained 5. Home projects 6. Hunting & Fishing 7. Nature Videos 8.Mining History 9. Video Shorts
I’m a Puerto Rican man in my late 50’s that was raised in New Jersey, and had no idea what most of our early miners and their families had to go through on a daily basis. I hope stories like these will help us to be more grateful for every little thing we have.
Awesome story. Thanks for sharing my friend.
I knew and old man who is now deceased who grew up in the mountain country of Appalachia , his daddy died when he was a boy and they lived next to a railroad in a shanty shack . They heated with a little coal stove but couldn’t afford coal ( this was during the Great Depression) . He would walk along the railroad tracks toting a coal bucket barefooted in the winter gathering the few chunks of coal that sometimes fell off the coal cars .There was one particular train that would pass and when it did the fireman would rake off a bunch of coal for the boy to pick up . One never knows that the good deeds done are still praised pretty neigh 100 years after .
Thanks. I have seen that a lot growing up people picking up coal after a train went through. Thanks for sharing my friend. It was free.
@@donnielaws7020 yep, and the coal company had plenty, I knew another man who said his daddy was killed in the mine and he said the coal company threw his family out of the company owned house they lived in . “ don’t you call me Saint Peter cause I can’t go , I owe my soul to the company sto “ ( Tennessee Ernie Ford)
@@randyblackburn9765 That is the way it was then. Thanks for sharing my friend.
Yep, coal trains (N&W) used to toss off shovels full of coal cause they knew the folks needed it. And our local coal yard would give a scuttle full to poor folks too...they knew who was really poor. Nowadays too many are faking it. We had a "poor house" and nobody was ashamed of it, those folks pretty much supported themselves by farming with a little help from the churches and local lodges, Elks, IOOF, Boy Scouts, etc., the county just supplied the farm.
@@haroldwilkes6608 yeah I remember poor farm here also . Hate to say it but in my area when an able bodied man is homeless and penniless he is in my opinion just lazy or a drunk or a drug abuser . A man in his 30’s walked up to me a couple of weeks ago in a parking lot and introduced himself then said “ I’m homeless “ . Then I told him “;I ain’t gonna give you no money “! Then he walked off . Funny thing is everywhere they are begging for workers and that seemingly healthy man was begging for a handout. Me I’m 70 and work 5 or 6 days a week in 90 plus degrees with a shovel or pipe wrench and that young man was asking for money.
Hello. I'm from Australia. I love listening to your stories. They are my favourite bedtime stories ❤️ You have a very soft soothing tone in your voice. Life in Appalachia wasn't so very different to life in the old Australian bush towns. I from the City of Melbourne but spent a bit of time in Country towns and at bush dances. My ancestry is Scottish so I appreciate the music and dancing of the Appalachian people. I can see and hear how it evolved. Thanks you so much. All the best. 🙋
Thank you so much friend. Thanks for sharing.
@DONNIE LAWS Absolutely I can see similarities too being from out back Queensland Australia
Elizabeth I enjoy learning about our cousins that left Northern Ireland and Scotland and went to Australia and NZ as well. I'm enamored with the Ulster-Scots frontier stories. We are a tough bunch of peoples.
Same here from England. I'm still playing catch up.
you could read the dictionary and I'd listen to it... I miss my dad and grandfather dearly and your voice sounds like home. thank you for your stories of days gone by.
Glad you enjoyed it my friend.
I know what you mean, he sounds exactly like my uncle, listening is soothing
My have things have changed. The 1960s child car seat was laying in the back window getting the truckers to blow the horn. The seatbelt was granny's arm as you stood in the bench seat beside her. Dad told about laying in bed seeing the stars shine through the cracks in the roof. They were poor but wouldn't think of taking money from the government. They worked for what they needed and were content with what they did and didn't have. They didn't blame somebody else for their problems. We've lost that in America.
Well said my friend. We have lost that. Thanks for sharing.
The "Grammy's seatbelt," we called, "The arm across." As in, "A deer ran in the road and I had to give the kids the arm across."
@@jillspangler5139 I see that was standard equipment in most vehicles, yet we lived. We did a lot of things as a children intended to weed out the population. Can you imagine a bicycle helmet in the 1960s? The rule was get out of the street if a car in coming, not stay out of the street. I look back and think my parents had a lot of life insurance on me. lol
@@turdferguson5300 I remember at 7 or 8 heading out fishing with a fillet knife. "No point of catching 'um if your not gonna clean 'um."
Or...
"You won't fall off that ladder, you're not that stupid."
Back when life and times were simple and good. ♥️🌟
That sure was my friend.
for some., not many
I would give anything to have been able to have lived back then
@@c.c.andmeowth5817 Thanks for sharing my friend.
I think that our "leaders" have take advantage of the common working man. And have pretty much ruined this great country. No morals or scruples any more. People will tell you a lie, and swear in court that it's the truth. I, for one would love to go back in time when times were slower paced. I miss my southern land.
As I set here with tears streaming down this brings me back to happier times of my childhood. Thank you so very much for the memories
Glad you enjoyed it my friend.
I didn't grow up like that but the video makes me feel happy too!!
This life was my grandparents' life minus mountains. Brings back memories, good & bad. What wouldn't you give for 1 day back then with them?
Those days will be again when we go to heaven and Jesus will be smiling ❤️
Oh yes it does.
This takes me back to my childhood. This is how it was growing up.... We shared everything, it was so pure and innocent. I look at this world today and I wish we could go back to this time. Throw away the technology,we didnt have all the luxuries but we were happy
So true my friend. We made just fine even better I think. Thanks for sharing.
Amen Brother or Sister
Absolutely makes me feel so calmed.😉l need to get back to the wood😭😅
I so hear what you are saying.Feel the same way😔
Me too
Do we ever stop and think, those of us who grew up in the 60's, of the things we'd see? Now we remember those days, using technology we never dreamed of. Thanks for the memories🎶
Thank you and thanks for sharing.
I grew up in West Virginia, and I can't even watch this with what's going on in our country today. It makes me so incredibly homesick for a time that is gone, I can't stand it. But thumbs up anyway.
Thank you.
Agree
Grew up in Frankfort, Ky. We live in sad times now.
Me too I'm so homesick for the mountains
I grew up in WV, too, and I am still here. I get heartsick even thinking about leaving these mountains.
That was an amazing story. Lord I remember picking up cola bottles! I certainly wish I could raise my children in a much simpler time. This world scares me sometimes. Thank you again sir for a few minutes of peace. Oh the hatchet story was epic! 😂
Your very welcome sir.
This story brought back lots of memories. Grandma and Grandpa lived close to the Clinch river in Scott Co. When the river receded after a Spring flood my cousins and I loaded up an old wheelbarrow with pop bottles left on the shore, trade them in at the nearby store for candy and ice cream.
My other Granddaddy had an old country store in Duffield. When I was little in the 50s he took me with him to his bank in Appalachia. A thriving town then. The bank president always greeted us and had a piece of candy for me. People did business face-to-face back then.
Thank you friend!
Thanks for sharing my friend.
My family lived near the Clinch River in Hawkins county TN
Another awesome story my friend 👍👍👍. All I can say is that if a person has never used a outhouse on a brisk cold morning they really haven’t lived. Keep them coming!!!
Exactly my friend. This generation now has no clue what we are talking about. Most can't Hunt, Fish, Grow a garden or feed themselves. They will wished they had listened one day, But it will be to late because we will all be gone.
I always felt as if a giant hairy spider would bit me you know where, as I dangled over the hole
@@millerforester6237 I was afraid of snakes in there :)
You are right. The family in NC still have one. They've had an indoor bathroom now for about 15 years.
I've used that outhouse many cold mornings.
.2 cents a bottle when I was growing up in the 60's. 15 mile to a town that big from my holler. If someone had 5 bucks in those days you were the richest kid in town, lol. Sure brings back memories Mister, Thanks!
Thanks for sharing my friend.
@@donnielaws7020 Yes Sir. Can't ever say we didn't have fun in those woods.
Thank you, DL. I didn't grow up in a mining town, but I grew up in a small town. My life has some parallels with yours. If you collected bottles as a child, there is no doubt you worked earnestly as an adult to provide for your family. Your videos really make me happy I was raised up the way I was. I didn't have a lot, but I had enough. God bless.
Well said my friend. Thank you for sharing.
This takes me back to my child hood. I grew up back in the mountains. We cashed in pop bottles also. Played in the woods,swim in the creek,fished and helped around the house
Thank you for sharing my friend.
Oh, imagine the surprise and joy realizing it's the very town you grew up in. The very town you're living in today. This brought back so many memories of myself and my younger brothers selling pop bottles and going to the movies. Thank you for this sometimes it's good to look back.
Your welcome.
I just love going back in time with Donnie. 💙
Thank you friend.
Drove thru the area in the mid 60's and as a kid I was fascinated by all the "old stuff" but realized later in life that these were not relics or antiques, but were everyday items still used by the people of the area daily. What a beautiful but sad way of life. Met many young men from the hills when I was in the Navy and they were some of the nicest, most trustworthy and dependable men I ever knew.
Thanks for sharing my friend.
I'm so glad we grew up when we did. What wonderful memories you brought back today. We had a Sears & Roebuck catalog their too. 😉 Hubby bought me a big box of Moonpies a few Christmas ago, I truly cried happy tears. A bologna sandwich, sliced off that red ring loaf and fried up...oh my 😋. Thank you my friend for the wonderful walk back in time. Blessings. 🤗💕
That is awesome thanks for sharing. I hope you are doing well my friend. I worry about you from time to time scene you not been commenting on the wildlife videos in a long while. Take care and God Bless.
Awww, thank you. Please don't worry though...The Good Lord is watching over me. I'm getting better.( I'll catch up on more videos)
Many Blessings to you, I do sincerely consider you my friend. 🤗💕
I loved the Sears toy catalog !
To this day I will buy MOON PIES. I love them.
Those were the GOOD, INNOCENT days. We didn't worry about someone going to attack you if you went somewhere. We seldom locked a door. Nowadays everything is untrustworthy. Lots of Evil out there today.
Donnie you are a treasure! My life parallels your growing up years. Yes sir those were the best days of my life. I remember "window shopping with my momma'. My eyes must have bought a million worth of goodies! Growing up seemed like it would never come back then....now it is so long in the past. If only time could stand still!
Wow, thanks my friend. I miss it all to.
Kids were on their own in them days. We'd walk for miles to get to see something different. Maybe play a good ballgame. Didn't matter who they were. Everybody was welcome to play. I grew up in the 60s too. My hometown was a lot like this one. Thanks for sharing those good memories.
Thanks for sharing my friend.
i rember the trips to the outhouse on them cold winter morinings
They wasn't fun at all. Thanks for sharing my friend.
So do I. I also remember the blacksnake that resided in ours. Always fun for my Mom.
@@JpHossKY One of us would have to go my friend.😉
I'm only 55 years old and I live in southeastern Ohio along the Ohio river but my mommy and daddy were from Kentucky and West Virginia. I remember walking along the road and collecting pop bottles to turn in. We also had an out house about 125 yards from our house. That was a cold walk in the winter when the snow was high. We didn't have running water in the house but we did have electricity. Lol we were dirt poor but we didn't know it. Back in those days you always had plenty of brothers and sisters and cousins to run wild with and play with. They were dirt poor as well but we didn't care. We just wanted to play after chores was done and have some fun. We wire hand me down clothes and shoes. We also swam in the "crick" and ponds, sucked the nectar out of the honeysuckle flowers and played with the milkweed plants, climbed trees and ran in the woods. Those were our toys and our playground. I miss the freedom of those days and regret that my grandchildren will probably never know the joys of that kind of freedom to roam and play with abandon that we did.
@@robinbrannan5932 Great reading friend. Thank you for sharing my friend.
Town on Saturday! Somebody should have written a country song about it. Loved all the pictures from back then. You must have been the oldest of your brothers to have your Momma send for groceries by you. Really enjoyed.
I was and you growed up fast in these mountains. Thank you for the comment my friend.
thank you. when i was young I remember a day much like this. I was staying with my aunt and uncle in a small town in BC Canada. Myself and three neighbor boys walked into town barefoot on a gravel road and went to the movies......thanks for the memory :)
Your so welcome friend.
Thank you Donnie for bringing back great memories of day gone by. Made me want a R C Cola and a moon pie for sure.
Your welcome my friend.
R C and large bag of Wise potato chips
This is absolutely awesome. I love the way you told this story. I'm sure you had to live it. I remember growing up on Lost Creek, about 15 minutes from Hazard, Ky. in the 1970's. I remember my Mom taking us to town in the 70's. Great memories!!! BTW, I love your channel.
Thank you so much my fiend for them kind words.
I grew up in Perry County in the 60s. It’s a shame Hazard’s Main Street isn’t the same. It was magical at Christmas.
Actually the Amish live a lot like this even today! Good , hard working people with German/ Swiss ancestry!
Thanks for sharing my friend.
I remember out houses. Boy you don't see that no more. And picking up coke bottles in return for money usually a dime or 10 cents rambling across the mountians. And holler s. Playing in the streams. Climbing trees. Squirill. Hunting. My granddaddy always kept hounds. I remember hearing those old dogs squalling. Way off in the distance across the mountians all good memories. Thanks,,, friend,,,
Yes it was my friend. Thanks for sharing my friend.
Now the homeless collect bottles, cans and plastic in CA to get some spending money
I agree with so many of these comments! My dad grew up in SW Virginia and that's where our family vacations were spent. Such great memories. 25E, old Hwy 58, Cumberland Pinacle, Cudjos Cavern, no indoor plumbing, using the outhouse, taking a bath outside in an old bathtub over- looking the mountains, my first time learning where potatoes come from (the ground and not a store, I was shocked), tobacco barn, grandparents buried on their property. I could go on and on. I absolutely love the relaxing sound of your voice Mr. Law's. With the world in such an ugly mess, my go to feel good spot are your videos. Takes me back to a much calmer time in my life. Please keep them coming. Many blessings to you.
Thank you my friend. Thanks for sharing. Bless you.
Really enjoyed your story!
Thanks so much! Enjoy your channel my friend. We are both just trying to pass on the history and people of these mountains. Thanks so much for watching my friend.
My Woolworth’s had the best Carmel corn. You could smell it before you ever walked in. Thank you and see you next time.
Thanks for sharing my friend.
My Mamaw would always want to eat at Woolworths when we took her to trade. Miss her.
My dad is coming up on his 93rd year this fall and this reminds me of his stories of growing up in Rutledge Tennessee. He had brothers that tore up his stuff and still talks about his mothers biscuits and gravy. He moved up north to Cleveland Ohio , to work for GM decades ago but longs for home. I will play this for him. Thank you for sharing it.
Your welcome my friend. Thanks for sharing.
Spent a lot of my childhood in Damascus, VA. Doesn't get much more small town than that. The snow flakes and sexually confused have turned it into a hipster get away. My family that remain there are heart broken watching it desolve over the years.
That's so sad my friend. Thanks for sharing.
@@donnielaws7020 thanks Donnie. You come from this part of the world, you're family blood or not
Oh hey, Mountain City in the house...just 15 minutes to Damascus. You're right. Things haven't changed for the better :(
@@melaniedawn4256 That ant good.
@@melaniedawn4256 just got back from there yesterday. The place is frozen in time. While Top was beautiful as usual. Glad to see they haven't sold that off to the multi-million dollar homeowners yet.
My family has in-law kinfolk in Keokee.
Her grandpa is a minister up there.
I love to attend when I can. Mostly during the holiday season. They still hand out treat bags at Christmas time.
They still do in a lot of places in the churches of these mountains. Thanks for sharing my friend.
Thank you for honoring the Appalachian stories👍❤
Glad you like them!
I was around 8 years old maybe nine I lived in Telford we moved from big Stone when I was six. There was a train that used to roll through there every day sometimes a couple times it was a Coltrane sometimes load of coal sometimes not sometimes they didn't even have the cart on them it's just pulling the wheel frame that the cart sat on. It go through there turtle slow. so I take my backpack and all the pennies I had snatched out dad's cup holder in his truck what ever change in the. Ran down to the creek and I jump on that Coltrane that was crawling through there usually covered me in this really disgusting thick black grease. Then I jump off at the Telford store it was a little deli right beside it and a post office down the road the spot I jumped off at used to be an old train station that was no longer a train station it was ran down. The person that own the Telford store him and his wife also owned the ice cream truck I used to buy $5 joints off him when I was in high school. The ice cream man has something for all ages every body liked him. he also got in trouble for having slot machines in the back of the store 3 times he did. Anyways I'd take my pennies to her and she give me something sweet, some kind of candy and a soda. I know I didn't have enough for that, but she always did it. Then I'd walk back home and cut across the road down a dead end and then go through the field back to my house. A farmer spanked me because I was running through his tobacco field I found out all about how you could get poisoned he terrified the s*** out of me and I didn't tell nobody ( I also didn't do it again he was right) I was afraid to get another whooping lol I would of too. I never did let my family know what I was doing till I was much older in the tobacco field was gone the old man was dead that I owned it. my dad told me I was lucky I didn't end up in Chattanooga that the train never picked up speed. I never thought of it that way being little. Hell I'd say the damn driver probably seen me hop on the damn thing wasn't hiding it or nothing or sneaking. I thought I was a genius 😂😂. This wasn't long ago I'm 34. The big difference I see from when I was little to getting older was all of our parents ended up on pills.. now there's a methamphetamine epidemic (it seemed to me every one my age was on meth I left to better mine and my daughter's life I want her to have education and opportunity). I went to Colorado with a stranger and $300 in my pocket and a baby on my hip. made my way to Indian reservation in Montana. I like there way of thinking praying. I always have. the Cherokee to. Then I Hung out in Oklahoma went to the Sundance down there that we was invited to. All there people have the same problems with the drugs it's almost like it was done on purpose... My dad had a surgery he was given a prescription and he was never the same after that his life became all about it. My mom had some sort of neurological problem same thing happened to her... I didn't even know I was from a place that had culture until I left wise tell superstitions galore compared to other places I've been so far which ain't many. I sure appreciate your channel. Now I'm hanging out in Florida I met my husband in Colorado. Florida has the water love and the education my daughter wants and that I want to give her. She's always been a hell of a great student especially in places where there are City schools and they encourage the learning. I don't know what I'll do after she grows up probably go back towards something with less people in it. Get up against one of these national preserves or forests. Maybe just live on a sail boat. Any ways I sure do like your channel it's easy to forget the good stuff this is a reminder of that. I wish technology was for the people and not the rich. With the technology today there's no reason for people to be hungry and suffering or ill to the extent that they are. Big Stone Gap is a damn near dead town it's a coal mining town. Woodrow and Virginia Smith are my grandparents they're buried in the cemetery there Woodrow died on the roof of his church had a heart attack my dad was 16 he was up there helping him repair that roof.. I never met Woodrow but I did meet Virginia my grandmother adored that man used to tell me how she couldn't wait to die just so she could get back to him she died in her late 80s We buried her right next to him. She taught me how to make eggs and drop biscuits when I was four.. Thank you again.
Wow a really great story my friend. Good reading. Your welcome and thanks for sharing my friend.
Ms Aimee, my people are from Scott Co. VA. Your story touched my heart. Take care of yourself and your daughter, stay away from drugs. Hope your dreams come true.
Sounds like hard life but a good one, wishing you the best.
BEAUTIFUL PRECIOUS MEMORIES OF THE 5Os & 60s OF MY CHILDHOOD. PEOPLE GOT ALONG, READY TO HELP EACH OTHER. MY FAMILY & FRIENDS HAD SO MUCH FUN PLAYING IN THE CREEK, CLIMBING THE TREES & RIDGES. SUCH PRECIOUS MEMORIES OF A HAPPIER TIME OF INNOCENCE & WONDEE
Thanks for sharing my friend.
❤ So very very sweet!!! Thank you! I grew up in West Virginia in the 60's... Miss those tuff but innocent, valuable days in sweet Appalachia!!
Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing my friend.
I feel truly blessed to have been born in 1950…times were so much simpler then. I’m Canadian and based on the stories you tell we grew up in much the same way. My kids and grandkids don’t understand when I tell them about ‘’the good of’ days’’ lol. God bless 💕🇨🇦
Thanks for sharing my friend.
❤ Simple life. Wish we all could liveca simpler life. Nothing wrong with having an outhouse
Thanks for sharing.
Thank you for sharing. We lived in the country for 7 years. A small town in Nebraska. I am thankful our kids got to live that life growing up. We had chickens, ducks & geese. Cats & dogs as well. Very little food waste with chickens.
We had to outhouse also. In the spring when green apples were big enough we ate them
Then it was like the book.
Fifty yards to the outhouse.
By willhe make it and Ibethe don't.
I love this so much! I teared up a little. My parents and grandparents are gone now. This reminds me of all our good times. I grew up in Bell Co. In the 70's. The best of times 😊
Thanks for sharing my friend.
My faternal side of the family are Hoskins from Straight Creek. Also the Mosley's from Straight Creek. Pistol Bill( Dewey) was my great uncle.
My aunt Linda was married to a Hoskins lived in davisburg area up 190
@@michaelshears2374 I grew up on Clear Creek in that area. I'm married to a Hoskins from Williams Branch. I'm sure my Dad knew her. He pretty much knew everyone within about a 100 mile radius. Mainly due to his Forestry job. Also, being Partins we are kin to everybody up 190.
What another great story of times past, I do enjoy people lived in those times, it definitely was a hard time for many, my stepdad grew up in the 30's he told me a lot of stories and what I can tell he really did enjoy those times even though it was very hard.
Once again thank you for sharing
Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing my friend.
Donnie. I remember when momma would make us go and find a switch when we had to get a whipping. Thanks Donnie
Your welcome. Thanks for sharing my friend.
Really enjoyed your story.....I grew up in Knoxville Tn....it was small city then.
Yes it was. Thanks for sharing my friend.
Been a long time since I sold drink bottles. Thanks for the memories brother. Moon pies, parched peanuts, and RC.
Thanks for sharing my friend.
Love it.Middlesboro is my hometown & yes it was a booming place on Saturday
It was at one time. Thanks for sharing my friend.
Oh how well I remember those days, us kids looking for "pop bottles" to turn in to the little country store down the road. I always competed with my friend Steve who would walk the road near the store and down by the fishing ponds where some people would throw their bottles in the ditch and grass areas when done in lieu of saving them. They gave us "10 cents a pop" for them then and not long after I grew up, everything went to plastic and the redeeming of bottle colas was pretty much over. Chocolate Soldiers, short 7-up's, Neehi, Coke, Pepsi and the ever popular Mt. Dew "it'll tickle yer inerds" bottle with the hillbilly on it were commonly found. The old country store is gone now, fell-in long ago and they finally cleaned it up but the old concrete slab to the gas pump is still there and if you look hard enough you can find hundreds of old pop bottle caps through the grass where the parking lot once was. I metal detected it several years ago and found bottle caps, some in pretty good shape, some maybe even that I dropped there as a boy, hum? Even found some coins from the era. Boy I sure miss those days. Never thought I'd be back there looking for remnants of the past a few caps and good memories. Lord if we'd only known what we had back then and could have preserved it somehow.
Wow. Thanks for sharing my friend.
RAISED IN THE BLUE RIDGE MOUNTAINS OF VIRGINIA BEAUTIFUL PLACE AND BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE ❤️
Thanks for sharing my friend.
I love seeing these pictures from the past. Simply amazing how America worked in those days. Your childhood was a blessing to us all. God bless you and thank you for sharing. Maybe next October you can tell us about how you celebrated Halloween 🎃 in those days.
Thanks for sharing my friend.
My dad was a mechanic. We never knew what car we would ride to school in! Sometimes it was an old clunker, and other times it was something fancy or antique.
I just loved this video. Felt like I was sitting there with you, looking at old photos.
Thanks so much for sharing your memories my friend.
Love your stories Donnie. I was born in Maryville Tennessee and grew up in Walland, and remember picking, up dope bottles, but we only got 1 cent. Maybe we got cheated and didn’t know it, but we only paid one cent deposit on a 5 cent Coca Cola. They had 10 cent ones too, but we got the small ones so we could get a bag of Peanuts to go with it, or a Moon Pie. Usually a Moon Pie was the Choice. I still love a Moon Pie, 60+ years later. Thank you for the memories.
Your very welcome. Thanks for sharing my friend.
That was a great story! I remember turning in bottles for cash too. There was a little country store right up the road from my house.
We lived too far out for a kid to walk into town on the weekend, (about 15 miles), but Mom would take us in with her sometimes.
I loved your story, it reminded me of home. BTW, you forgot to go back for your wagon🐝🤗❤️
They would always put it up for me. Thank you friend sharing some of your history.
@@donnielaws7020 You’re welcome🤗🐝❤️
The good ole days! I was never any good at marbles either Donnie, but it was still fun and they were always cool to look at anyway.
You got that right and thanks for watching my friend.
I listen over and over and over and over…thank you for your time, all of you who helped make these wonderful excursions to simpler times.
Glad you enjoyed it my friend. Your very welcome. Thanks for sharing.
OMG!! I loved this video!!❤️
I’m from Lexington, Ky but this brought back so many memories of my own childhood. I loved watching some of your DIY videos of how to get rid of stink bugs and carpenter bees too. I plan on watching more of your other videos. Thanks so much for posting these as this made my day!!😍
Loved them so much I shared them with some friends of mine from Eastern Ky. Donnie, you’re the best!!❤️👍🏻
Thanks for sharing my friend and watching.
This Ole Ohio boy loves these stories!! Keep them coming 👍💯
Will do!! Thanks for sharing my friend.
Ohio girl here:) in Fla now but miss the midwest kindness. Bless you.
Donnie, don't forget to tell these people about the big cross that would light up after dark on the east end of Cumberland Avenue .
That's a good one my friend. I had forgotten that . Thanks for sharing.
I remember that cross!!! Oh the memories......miss that area so, so much. Visit every chance I get.
What town is this?
@@zenaphipps899 Middlesboro , Kentucky . Built in a meteor impact crater .
@@zenaphipps899 Middlesboro, KY
I sure do remember turning in pop bottles. I'd end up with a little brown bag of penny candy. Thank always made my day. It was a little treasure to me. Those days will always hold a special place in my heart. Thanks for sharing how you spent a day in your life. Your friend, Louise
Brings back great memories of visiting family in central and western NC and the small town life, thx!
Thanks for sharing my friend.
Wow all I can say is thanks . Nice to know lm not the only one who thinks that those were better times. I remember My grama had a 59 in Impala and she would drop us off at Woolworths. Does anyone remember the fresh roasted cashews. Fantastic video Donnie thanks for the memories.
Thanks for sharing my friend.
I had forgotten those cashews until you mentioned them, I grew up in small-town New England (still live there, but it's not the same anymore)- friends and I used to prowl the roads with our wagons, picking up the pop bottles, (the big ones were a nickel), and then haul them to the swimming hole, where we and the bottles got a good swim in, then we got rich turning them in, the life described here isn.t much different from what I lived, my grandfather had a small dairy farm, we kept large gardens, home canning, mostly ate homemade bread, I always liked it better than store-bought,I used to rake hay for a neighbor with a big old wooden hayrake-some job on a hot sunny day, cut the corners, and edges of fields with a scythe! Guess at the time we didn't know how good that life was, seems like the country, was pretty much country wherever you were. I just noticed that this was posted on my 71st birthday,I love your work..thank you for doing it.
Just found your channel and am really enjoying it. Nice to see pictures of stores and places I know and grew up with. The John’s store in Middlesboro is where everyone bought jeans and saddle shoes. Thank you for sharing.
Welcome aboard my friend. Enjoy the channel.
I loved a trip to the John's store. It always meant a new pair of Levi's.
Hey Sweet Friend, My Family is from Tennessee and my Great, Great Grandma and Grandpa had an Apple Orchard. There is a sad story behind all of that, but I would love to tell you about it one day. We live in Texas now but I knew I came from the Mountains because I talk different from other people here and I was made fun of from the way I talk. I Absolutely Love your storys of growing up. Thank you so much Sweet Friend I pray we can meet some day and maybe I could tell you my Family's story. Don you have a Very Blessed Day!!!! And Thank You Again!!!!God Bless you 😇💞
Thank you so much my friend for sharing. Thank you for them kind words and for support. God Bless you.
Angela I'm in the foothills of N.C. and my dad was raised near St. Paul Virginia in a mining camp. I just visited up in Kentucky and West Virginia a month back with one of my cousins who now lives near May, Texas. Her dad was from the mountains. She says people make fun of the way she talks. I told her it was them folks that talked funny, not us. Bless your heart darling. Keep watching ol Donnie, he's the best!
@@rickcooper6817 Rick Cooper I am so sorry this happened to your cousin. I want to go back to where my Great Great Grandparents lived. I pray one day l will be able to go . Rick Cooper, Thank You so much!! I agree they talk funny. Thank you so much Sweet Friend. 😇💓
Oh boy. Brings back memories selling pop bottles
Thanks for sharing my friend.
Well Donnie, it's amazing how much the lives of kids all over paralleled in so many ways... collecting pop bottles, hauling the load of pop bottles in a red radio red wagon, using the money to get some food or candy bars, bubble gum and a pop. Trading for groceries or candy from the country store, etc.
We had fruit trees... apples, pears and peaches, and walnut trees. And the store owner's wife loved to bake, and I would bring them fruit and nuts in exchang for food or some candy and pops.
Times were much simpler then. My grandfather would always say, we were poor as dirt, but when it came to getting by, having what we needed and our family, we were actually very rich. It wasn't until my thirties that I fully understood and appreciated what he meant.
I really enjoy your stories, and love listening to you telling them. Blessings, and take care my friend.
Your welcome my friend and thanks for sharing.
Sooo thankful i grew up in this era. It's what kept me grounded even with all the so-called improvements America has so-called made. Thanks for giving me a reason to keep grounded.
Your welcome.
Hi Mr Laws, I'm a new fan of yours. This sounds like a great childhood full of adventure. I love hearing your stories and about the Appalachian mountains and the beautiful people. If I traveled to the United states the Appalachians is where I'm heading. I think it's so beautiful and peaceful your my kind of no fuss people. I love the way you talk too. Thank you for your great videos and documenting the history of the Appalachian way of life and your people and I look forward to future videos, from Australia.
Thank you my friend. Thanks for sharing.
I tell you Donnie, I was leaning into my iPad like it was an old tube radio listening to some very exciting radio show with whole family Saturday night. LOL
I am just loving listening & watching your channel!
Thank you
Your welcome friend.
Really enjoyed your boyhood story. It reminds me a bit of my rural farm and village days. Things were simpler then but in many ways better than these times. Though these computers and smart phones of today are handy to learn about the world and unique places like your Appalachia. Thanks so much for sharing your memories.
Your very welcome. Thanks for sharing my friend.
I was the city cousin ,but at my aunts in the summer I remember getting the washtub bath in the yard. Hoping the boys weren’t peaking .Then off to town we’d all go us kids in the back of their old Ford pickup. It was in the mid 50s .what fun we had my uncle playing dominoes,my aunt getting a bill of groceries us kids just walking up and down the street getting a bottle of pop .this was in Southern Oklahoma.
Thanks for sharing my friend.
Donnie Laws , thank you so much for your videos . I am working my way to move back up to the Mountains of my family’s home . I was first generation of my family to be born on the coast of Virginia. But I’m headed back to Giles County , area of Virginia. Both of my parents have passed on now . I had the best family anyone could ask for . I just want to be back home brother Donnie . Your videos are so awesome. Thank you again Sir ✌️
Welcome home my friend. Thanks for sharing.
this story brings back great memories, staying with my grand parents back 50's & 60' . they had a place on Bear Creek made their living off about 400 acres, I remember the feds flying over in the summer looking for smoke from stills. I was one lucky kid, no indoor plumbing until 1960 or so. If have not gone to the outhouse on freezing morning you aint lived. Praise the Lord !!
Thanks for sharing my friend.
I really enjoyed this one, Mr. Donnie. Wasn’t life good then? Money was tight, but life was so much better. Thank you for sharing your stories with us! God Bless you and yours ✝️🇺🇸
Your very welcome. Thanks for sharing my friend.
Daddy told me stories of life in the small community of Coble TN. This brings back my memories. Thank you and keep it up.
Thank you. Thanks for sharing my friend.
I remember collecting pop bottles. 2 cents for the regular ones,, more for the larger ones. However, getting to town was an adventure. My uncle George would arrange a ride/trip with the mail man. We would go in to town (Warsaw, Mo.) on the morning run and come back on the afternoon run. One can hardly imagine that happening today . Good times. Thanks for the video.
Your welcome. Thanks for sharing my friend.
It was a different live at that time. Have a nice weekend Donnie.
Yes it was.
Takes me back to simpler times I can remember collecting bottles and trading for Candy and such thank you for bringing back some memories of my childhood in the early 50"S .I will have to pass these stories to my granddaughter.
Glad you enjoyed it!
Good story my friend
Thank you my friend.
Donnie,Thanks for coming by and letting me tag along with You today, Buddy I sure did enjoy the trip🙂.You Have A Great Day Friend.
Thanks for coming my friend.
Enjoyed looking at your life out there, I grew up in the mining villages of South Wales UK in the 60s and 70s, and couldn't t get over how many cars were on the road at the time, here the only people to have cars were Doctor's and shop owners, different, better, times keep the stories coming they are very similar to our stories.
Thanks
Thanks for sharing my friend.
What an awesome story. What a great way to spend a day and what memories it gives you now. Thank you Donnie for sharing this little piece of your nostalgia with us.
Your welcome my friend.
Loved this! It took me back to simpler days of my childhood. Thanks
Thanks for sharing my friend.
I wish I had my friend Pam Partin back. She could make quilts, curtains, anything. She would teach me crafting. Sadly she died in a car accident. I miss her so much.
So sorry to hear that my friend. God bless.
Howdy Donnie- great story. You got a penny more for pop bottles than we did. We sure would look for em to get a little spending money. Times have changed and not for the better. Take care and God bless
You got that right! Thanks for sharing my friend.
Great video! Our band just played for a Street dance in Pennington Gap, VA. Just wondering which communities are featured in the downtown still photos. Thanks again for presenting this channel.
Thanks for sharing my friend.
I’m from Pennington Gap 😃
That was a awesome story....best yet... you have a natural talent for story telling you should really think about writing a book and putting all those pictures in it! I would buy one for sure!! Keep the memories coming 👍🙏
Wow, Thank you my friend for them there kind words.
I vaguely remember growing up back in the 60s and 70s but one thing that I’ll never forget is going to the country store to sell pop bottles - we would get a bag of penny candy each, we thought we were rich. To think those folks that waited on us back then are all gone now. All my aunts and uncles grandparents and parents- which tells me my turn is coming up next and I hope I leave people with a smile when they remember me.
Thanks for sharing this my friend.
Thank you for sharing this with us, Mr. Laws. We love to hear your stories!
Your so welcome.
SUCH good memories!! We did the pop bottle thing, too though we lived in the city. You lived in a beautiful place, but we had to drive and drive to see nature, had to go to a state park or something, so couldnt do it often. You got to see that beauty *every day,* no wonder you treasure those memories!
Thank you. Thanks for sharing my friend.
Thank you so much, Mr. Laws. So pleasant and relaxing. You do a great job and storytelling.
You are very welcome my friend.
My great grandmothers first husband was killed in a mine. My grandfather had his pick axe which was over 100 years old. I used that to dig up my garden. My father wasn’t too happy at first I dug up a garden. All good memories.
Sorry to hear that about your grandfather Thanks for sharing my friend
God has blessed you with a gift of storytelling. Thank you for bringing this to the folks who can't sit on your porch with you and enjoy these memories with you.
Thank you friend. Your very welcome. God bless you.
My childhood Pennington Gap Va
Thanks for sharing my friend. Is was like this in all this mountains.
I grew up in the next county over! Dickenson county. ❤️
Enjoyed this video very much! Thanks for sharing your childhood experience.
Glad you enjoyed it!
Donnie, I love these videos i couldn't play Marbles either. My thumb was weak too. I used to pick up old glass drink bottles & cash them in to buy a small brown bag of penny candy. I had an old Radio Flyer wagon to haul my bottles to the store in.
I used to go to Woolworth too. I loved their food & banana splits. We had a lot in common.
Awesome my friend. Thanks so much for sharing this. God bless you.
Love this
Thank you.
The photography is beautiful along with your talent for real story telling. Refreshing. Thank you so much. You’re telling me about my own ancestors while you’re at it.
Your so welcome my friend.
Oh my God this is so like my grandparents house in the 60s when we would visit them from Ohio my parents are both from West Virginia the catalog in that outhouse personally I did not like that outhouse. Dad grew up in a three-room house that had newspapers all over the walls. Grandmother would cook on a wood burning stove that had a flat top they heated with coal and wood from a pot belly stove and you went outside to get your water. Tough times but their families were close they needed each other only ones left now are my parents being the oldest everyone else is gone just memories but they both plan on being buried down there in those mountains oh I've got to get back down there again for a visit just to walk around and put the flowers on the graves . Funny thing when I think of the place I see in my mind's eye images of the past. Put a little smile on my face.
Thank you friend and thanks for sharing.
I moved to Virginia at the end of January to live with my favorite aunt so she could stay in her home. I take her for rides up in the Blue Ridge Mountains often and I love to hear her stories of growing up in these mountains. I'm just a country girl from South Texas and this scenery is magical to me. I wish I could afford a place in the Appalachian Mountains in NC so I could be closer to my sister and a favorite cousin. I am always at peace in the mountains and your stories make me feel like I am at home.
That's awesome my friend. Thanks so much for sharing this. God bless you.
Love to here your stories about growing .Thank you my Freind.Sound a lot like mine .So happy to be a country raise woman.
Thank you friend. Your very welcome.