Appalachian Thursday–the Fourth at Lucille’s

Back home in West Virginia there was always a bean supper at Lucille’s for the Fourth of July. George and Lucille were first cousins to my dad and they had a little, white house up on the ridge above the church. Each year, Lucille would organize the event with a big kettle of beans bubblingContinue reading “Appalachian Thursday–the Fourth at Lucille’s”