"When I was young in the mountains, Grandfather came home in the evening covered with the black dust of a coal mine. Only his lips were clean, and he used them to kiss the top of my head."
So begins this endearing tale of a girl's memories of her childhood growing up with her grandparents. Whether stopping by the general store owned by Mr. and Mrs. Crawford who "looked alike and always smelled of sweet milk" or attending church in the schoolhouse and baptisms in the dark swimming hole, your children will like hearing about the simple country life that was enjoyed by the author and her brother.
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