I grew up on a dirt road. Back then, I hated our sandy dirt road far out in the backwaters of Mitchell county. I felt as though it made us live even further out “in the sticks” than I thought we already did. None of my friends lived remotely close to us, there was no way we could ever have c…

You may remember from one of my first articles that I am from a “Yours, Mine, and Ours” family. Several years after my father died, Mama remarried and I gained what I’ve always called my “Bonus” grandparents, an older brother and sister, and a couple of new aunts and uncles. My new grandpare…