Letters from Home from the heart of the Ozarks      MOONHULL MOUNTAIN

Letters from my granma and papaw Stone

My Dearest Child

Was so wonderfer to here u and yer man r doen so fine. Yer Papaw he stil cough frem his cold this past spring hez layin up right now. Hear tell mighty fine news about your new chiken house yer buildin.  Lordy Lordy Iva is gonna have a fit when she hearz.  Nuthin better then homegrowin eggs.  Come the spring we find yuns some more chikens.  Sur hope yuns make it fer thanksgiving I now yuns have a faer piec to come.  ifin the weather is good come plenty early we r go to the deer camp.  The menfok ben very lucky this year.  Georgie told Papaw and uncle Dell that he and Frank killed a coulple of big buk deer.  I dont know why them let Frank have a gun to shoot still he is close to 93 years and can not see well atall.  why last sunday at church he sat down with Tressie thinking it was Fannie and held her hand.  oh lordy me my the gussip it start up Frannie jst thought Frank was still gone to the outhouse, ye now Frank he do not care much for them bathroom fixes.Tressie was besides her self we know how she has alwsys been sweet on Frank.  We was so thankful wen Dcon Boen went to Frank after he finish his sermon and help him to his seat next to Frannie fore we finish the last song.   Sur hope u make it this year fer thanksgiving at deer camp with all the moonies and the stones and the turners.,  I herd Walter and Pete was bring thr fiddle and banjo nothin beter.  me and papaw love u child i need to go tak the wash in and piddle in the kitchen fer supper.     love granma and papaw stone

Just something I wanted to share.  I rewrote it like granma stone wrote it.  I hope you could understand it.  Just some funny memories of Moonhull Mountain.