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Originally posted by smyleegrl
I'll never forget when I met Dolly Parton.
In 8th grade, she made a promise to my entire class (~300) to pay us five hundred dollars when we graduated. It was a trial run for a stay in school incentive.
So, four years later, we have a ceremony at Dollywood where she gives us each a check and our picture is taken with Dolly. When it was my turn, she was so nice and charming. The photographer told me to tilt my head to avoid the reflection on my glasses. I guess Dolly thought it hurt my feelings, cause she started telling me how pretty my chin was. No fooling.
Sled, great thread. We mountain folk may be hillbillies, but we're also the salt of the earth.
Originally posted by dave_welch
Looking at that mountain dictionary, those are all the words we used growing up here in the ozarks of eastern Oklahoma. The only difference I've noticed so far was that we never said "davenport" for sofa, we always said "de-van" or du-van. I was real surprised to see catty-whompus in there!
Fer youens cityfied folks who jest don't no no better, these are the right vittle times fer the day: Brekfurst is fer eating furst thang in the mornin'. When the sun is bout mid hi an the dinner bell rangs, than ye eat yer dinner. Rite 'bout dark, ye eat yer supper.