Mar 1st, 2010 Posted in Death or Deep Personal Loss, Featured, Mike's Picks, Poverty, Short Story, Tough Growing Up Lessons | no comment »

Southern Fried Chicken
I never told Bayno when Mama was going to make fried chicken. If I didn’t say anything, then all the cracklings in the pan would be mine. When the chicken was brown and crisp, I would take the spatula and press it against the bottom of the skillet and scrape the cracklings out of the grease, and when they were cool enough, I’d pour them into my mouth.
That summer was different from other summers even though the garden was the same. All its blooming and growing meant a good harvest along with back breaking work. Sometimes I’d stand in the middle of a row with both hands pressed into my back, my hands making a V and I would bend backwards and listen to all the bones popping and feel the muscles stretch so much they hurt. But with the sun beating down, I’d set my jaw and finish the row no matter if I was weeding, hoeing, or picking.
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This post was submitted by Julie Eger.
Tags: food, fried chicken, loss, Poverty, turtles, Wisconsin
Feb 10th, 2010 Posted in Celebrity, Featured, Interview, Mike's Picks | no comment »
RC: Lee and Elaine, what are some of the earliest memories you have of wanting to play music as kids?
LR (Lee Roy): For me, I was probably about five.
I remember my grandmother playing fiddle, and my grandfather doing the old time Acadian dances. Uncles and aunts would all play guitar, piano, banjo, mandolin, fiddle, and sing.
I remember going to church, then going over to my grandmother’s for dinner afterward. It was a “gimme.” As sure as there was going to be food on the table there was going to be music that afternoon. I couldn’t wait to get there to hear them start playin’ the fiddle and start singin’.
This post was submitted by Lee and Elaine Roy.
Tags: Acadian Dance, Canada, fishing, Massachusetts, music, New Brunswick, The Roys
Dec 26th, 2009 Posted in Celebrity, Featured, Historic, Interview, Mike's Picks | 2 comments »

Charlie Louvin
Photo by Anthony Pepitone

Ira and Charlie Louvin, Approx. 1958
Childhood
RC) We’re looking forward to getting your reflections on your career in country music and any experiences you can share of growing up in the country.
Mr. Louvin:
Well, I’m sorta livin’ in the country now. I’m out here on 48 acres. We love it in the country. I live 75 miles from Nashville.
I tell people constantly, don’t tell me “You live so far out.” We live out here by choice. I wouldn’t want to live in town where I couldn’t stand on the front porch to pee, if I wanted to.
RC) Can you tell me one of your earliest memories.
Mr. Louvin:
Ira was born in April, 1924, and I was born in July of 1927.
Musically, I started singing when I was 8 and Ira was 11.
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This post was submitted by Charlie Louvin.
Tags: Charlie Louvin, Country Music Hall of Fame, Ira Louvin, Louvin Brothers, mandolin, music