She Took His Breath Away


Oh my, I love this song. I almost always tear up when I listen to it. James King, the bluegrass storyteller. I love his songs and his voice. He passed away needing a liver transplant. The first and only time I ever saw him live was at Starvy Creek and he said he wouldn't live long without a liver transplant, he didn't have any insurance and couldn't afford to have the operation. I don't know for certain, but assume he didn't get to have a transplant because he died soon after we saw him. Mercy, he could sing a song.



She Took His Breath Away sung by James King


(G)He couldn't catch her eye
(C)No matter how he'd (G)try
If she noticed him at all he couldn't (D) say
(G)He didn't know if it was love
(C)Or what the feeling (G)was
He only knew,(D) she took his breath (G)away...

(G)Call it luck, call it smart
(C)Somehow, he won her (G)heart
She looked so gorgeous on her wedding (D)day
(G) She whispered "I Love You"
(C) He tried to say it (C)too
But he couldn't speak
(D)She took his breath (G) away


(G) That night he closed (C)his eyes and dreamed (G)about her
And he swore he'd love her til, his dying (D)day
(G) Life just wouldn't be (C)the same (G) without her
He loved her so (D) she took his breath (G) away

(G) Two people, one soul
(C) Two hearts (G) one goal
To be together for etern(D)ity

(G)She's callin' for you Joe
(C) And I think you'd better (G) go
She ain't got long, he heard her doctor (D) say
(G) Then kneeling by her bed
(C) The last words that she (G) said
You know you always (D) took my breath (G) away

(G) That night he closed (C)his eyes and dreamed (G)about her
And swore he'd love her til his dying (D)day
(G) He didn't have the (C)will to live (G)without her
He loved her so (D)she took his breath (G) away

(G)Oh one last time(D) she took his breath(G)away....









HOLLYHOCKS and HUMMINGBIRDS

About my Grandma Mary. She had hollyhocks growing all over her back yard, and of course, the hummingbirds loved them. Once in a while she would sneak up and catch one for a little while. No birds were hurt in the actions of my granny.

Hollyhocks and Hummingbirds

Grandma loved hollyhocks,
so did the hummingbirds.
While the hummers sipped nectar
Grandma would slowly,
So carefully,
Slip up to the flower,
and hold her cupped hands over the bloom.
The little sprites knew they were caught,
struggling for just a few seconds.
Then, slowly settling into a daze, rest, 
as Grandma would peep between her fingers
at the prize she had captured.
She only held them a short while
then opened her gentle hands.
Tiny captives were set free.

copyright Karen Case 2011









SONGS I LOVE


SONGS I LOVE…(no certain order except the first one is MY FAVORITE) I note the people/groups I like the best to hear sing each song, maybe the only people I have heard sing certain songs, but I like them sung by anybody... also...will update now and then and will always be my latest post on my blog. And most of them are in a post here somewhere on my blog. I LOVE MUSIC!


By the Mark---Dailey and Vincent

I Believe---Dailey and Vincent (with Jimmy Fortune)

On the Banks of the Promised Land---Karen Peck and New River

The Holy Hills of Heaven---Vestal Goodman or anybody

Rock of Ages---Vestal Goodman or anybody

O’ Come, Angel Band---Ralph Stanley

I'll Meet You In the Morning---Appalachian Express (I love the way they sing it)

The Far Side Banks of Jordan--Johnny and June, or Jimmy Fortune

Someday---Blue Highway or anybody

Revelation---Third Day

Living in the Kingdom of God---Dailey and Vincent

Farther Along---Johnny Cash or The Peasall Sisters or anybody

I Am Made Worthy---Primitive Quartet

Somewhere Over the Rainbow--by Israel Kamakawiwo

Gone Away---Doyle Lawson & Quicksilver

Just as the Sun Went Down---James King

Beautiful City of Gold---Yvonne St. Germaine

I've Never Been This Homesick Before---anybody

Gloryland--by Heavenbound but especially the Laffertys 

Peace In The Valley---Red Foley or anybody

Gone Home---Ricky Skaggs or anybody

Heaven's Jubilee---anybody

Rock of Ages---Vestal or anybody

You've Got to Keep Walking—Paul Williams and Victory Trio

When I Get Home---Newfound Road

You Raise Me Up--by Selah

Look For Me---Tanya Goodman Sykes

Where We'll Never Grow Old---Church Sisters or the Sprinkle Family or anybody

The Right Side---Flatt Lonesome

Didn't He Shine---Primitive Quartet

There's a Light Guiding Me---Doyle Lawson and Quicksilver, or anybody

Revival---Third Day

(Lord, It's) Just Another Hill---Easter Brothers

When Life is Over---Doyle Lawson and Quicksilver

On Heaven's Bright Shore---Alison Krauss

I Am Weary, Let Me Rest---Cox family with Alison Krause

When I've Traveled My Last Mile---Dailey and Vincent or anybody

One Day at a Time---anybody

Other songs I love:
Cumberland River---by Dailey and Vincent (makes me wanna dance)

Music of the Mountains---by Dailey and Vincent



Roses in the Snow---Emmylou Harris



FARTHER ALONG-JOHNNY CASH

Song I have always loved, well ever since I was 14. Farther Along. 

I did not go to church regularly when I was a child. I wentvery irregularly to the Nazarene Church which was very close to our house. Went to VBS there. Went on Easter. Was always invited to be in the Christmas play and had a part one time I remember. 

And in the 4th, 5th and 6th grades I had the same teacher, a minister of the Gospel, Daisy Manes, and so every morning we would sing 2 or 3 church songs, and on Wednesday morning we had to say a Bible verse. Friday afternoons, Bible stories...loved them.

I am getting sidetracked though, this stuff should be on my memories blog. Back to the song, Farther Along. 

I had a great uncle, William (Bill) Lawson, who lived with us for several years when I was in grade school. He lived by himself until he couldn't see well enough to take care of himself and caught his house on fire. He got that put out, but he went to live with my Grandma Mary for a little while. Not sure how long he stayed there. Anyway, he lived with my sister Ginger for quite a while too, and then us. Our grandpa had been estranged from our family for years and lived in Washington State, so for me at least, I think I thought of Uncle Bill as my grandpa. I mean I knew he was my great uncle and called him Uncle Bill, but in my feelings he took the place of my grandpa...I guess, oh I just loved him, uncle or grandpa or whatever.

Well he had arteriosclerosis and would go out of his head sometimes and believe he was out west, panning for gold, which he really had spent time doing in his younger years, and would think an old camp dog was in his room and beat at the floor with his cane. He progressively got worse so Mom and Dad made the decision to put him in the rest home in Forsyth. I don't know how long he stayed there before he died, probably a couple of years. 

He died on September 20, 1970. I still remember the phone ringing and Dad talking to them and then telling us Uncle Bill had died. It was the first person that died that I was close to and I still remember crying and crying.

His funeral was at the Bradleyville Baptist Church and Burl and Helen and two more (I don't remember who but will try to find out) sang the songs. One of the songs they sang was Farther Along. It touched me greatly when I heard them sing it, and it is still one of my favorite songs. 

I included Farther Along in the memorial I made for my dad when he passed away. I used the version by Johnny Cash and it is one of my favorites too.

It is the first song I ever sang at church for a special. I was so nervous, and thought I sung it right, and then Pastor Jeff said thank you for that song, he admired me to get up and sing a song I didn't know the tune to....so I guess I didn't sing it right...anyway, still one of my all time favorite songs. 

Here is the version I used in Dad's memorial, Johnny Cash singing....


Mother Maybelle Carter - Wildwood Flower








Wonderful, old timey song from Mother Maybelle Carter, who happened to be June Carter Cash's mother, and was famous in her own right before June, was the head of the group, the Carter Family. Love to listen to her sing this, love to watch her play the guitar, her hands and arms look so strong.  Enjoy the song. 












God Walks These Hills




This is an old song that we heard Vernon Marler sing several different times, mostly at the big Bryant Ridge Revival that went on for so long. All of the kids have heard Vernon sing it also and they all agreed it is their Dad's song (Bob's). I have to agree, it fits him very well. I think Eddy Arnold made it popular and his version is very nice, but I am an old Porter fan and he is an good old Missouri boy so here is Porter Wagoner singing it.


If I can ever get a CD to work in my computer again, I will try to add Vernon's version, which is my favorite. His version might be a little bit different than this version, just can't quite remember. These lyrics I found have an extra verse that Porter doesn't sing in his version but I included it anyway...


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3xmHkg1wccI



God Walks These Hills With Me


We all have treasures, we call our own,
Mine are these hills I call my home
Just let me live till eternity, 
in these hills, God walks with me...

Yes, He walks these hills, these beautiful hills
Where my soul is always free
What a comfort to know, I'm never alone
For God walks these hills with me
Yes, God walks these hills with me

Every day when the sun goes down
I thank God for the love I've found
For the contentment each day I see
In these hills, God walks with me

Yes, He walks these hills, these beautiful hills,
Where my soul is always free
What a comfort to know, I'm never alone
For God walks these hills with me
Yes, God walks these hills with me...


















Doctor Visit-Diagnosis: Old and Getting Older!



Finally, going to go to the doctor and try to find out what is wrong with my shoulder, my hips, my neck and everything in between. Not killing pain, not even severe most of the time, just aggravating little pains here and there, most of the time. 


I think it is osteoarthritis, which is what Doc Roston told me many years ago, but never really made an official diagnosis or told me anything to help relieve the uncomfortable joint pains (or really allover pains) I have.

I have read up on it of course, and not a whole lot to do if it is just arthritis. I don't mean to make little of it when I say "just arthritis" but I just mean there is not much to do for it but to take painkillers.

My thing is, will it get worse if I don't take painkillers or whatever they say to do, or will it just stop the pain? I don't enjoy having pain, but I don't enjoy taking pills either and would rather avoid meds. And not just pills, but I mean any kind of medication or procedures. If it isn't going to get rid of a condition I would rather just live with it. It isn't that bad yet.

Anyway, we will see I guess, in a few weeks. Hope I like the doctor, that is always a plus...

(update) I did go to the doctor, or PA I guess I should say, and she did think I had osteoarthritis, sent me for x-rays on my shoulder, and found out severe arthritis, gross alignment, impingment anatomy and degenerative changes. As I told my daughter, I am old and getting older. She wants me to go to an orthepedic specialist, maybe get a shot in my shoulder and worse come to worse, mentioned a shoulder replacement. I am still thinking about it all.



Gardening Fever

It's time to start thinking about the garden again. Oh my, what plans I make. hahaha I need to start some plants indoors to transplant after they get big enough. I will wait until my helpers are here. My helpers are Garrett, Emmett, Makenna and Caiden, although Garrett is gone to his Gma and Gpa Jenkins house today. Since Bradleyville doesn't have school on Mondays this year he goes up there most Sunday evenings and stays the night with them. 

Anyway....gonna plant the obligatory tomato and pepper plants. I always let my peppers get too chilled and its stunts their growth. I didn't know I was doing that until a few years ago when I was griping at David about my stinkin little pepper plants and he told me it had to be really warm for them to grow well, and cold would stunt them. Gonna try it again...

I looked at some of the planting trays they had at Walmart for $6.78 apiece. You got the tray with a clear plastic top with the peat pellets that swell up when you water them. Probably some styrofoam in the bottom for insulation.  Mini greenhouse. Well....I thought that was too expensive, so you know me, I got a bunch of peat pellets, which I DO like to start  the plants in. Then I bought several cheap $2  roaster pans (from $ General) with clear plastic tops. No styrofoam. They also don't hold as many peat pellets as the ones at Walmart. I feel like I probably didn't save anything and probably spent more than what it would have cost at Walmart. But, I did it my way....that is always the thing, I want to do it MY way...will I ever learn? No, but that is okay. My way is fine for most things that aren't that important, just so I remember to let God do it HIS way for all the important stuff. 

So...tomatoes, peppers, I will plant some potatoes this year. Gonna try to plant them in the empty mineral lick tubs we have laying around. Tried them with tomatoes and feel like they dried out too much. May not work with potatoes either, but plan to fill the tubs with good soil and compost and see what happens. Last several times I tried potatoes in the regular garden, I got a crop about the size of ping pong balls.

So...tomatoes, peppers, potatoes, radishes, lettuce, spinach, onions, turnips, zucchini, squash my mom called "Patty Pan" but now they just call it white scalloped squash, some jalapeno peppers, banana peppers...

I got some beet seeds. Never have tried to grow beets before, don't especially like plain ol' beets, but have been thinking about the pickled beets my mom and grandmas used to make and would like to try them. I did like those pickled beets.

Going to plant some "red" okra, saw it in the store and thought I would try it. Maybe some vining okra. Donna gave me seeds for that several years ago and I keep forgetting every year to plant it. If it will germinate after all these years I am going to try to grow some.

Going to grow cucumbers, of course, nothing says home grown like some fresh out of the garden cucumbers. Got two varieties, one for slicing and another that is supposed to be good for pickles. I tried dill pickles a time or two and they weren't fit to eat, too soft for my taste, but Julie kinda wants to try so we will try. I have made the lime pickles several times that were delicious and a favorite of  David's

And then, a favorite crop of mine, green beans. I don't know why, but I want to grow and can mass quantities of green beans every year. We didn't grow any last year because we had so many left over from the year before when we canned close to 300 jars of the greenies, but we have used the final jar this year, so it is time to get on that.

Some sweet corn, always need some fresh sweet corn to nibble on, the grandkids like it too.

Going to grow some peanuts this year, thought the grandkids would like that.

Watermelons and cantaloupes. Don't know where we are going to put them but going to find someplace. Thinking about using Grandma Mollie's old garden place. It has trees around it now and needs cleaning up but it might be a good place for the watermelons and cantaloupes....which brings me to another matter....


THE COWS....AND DEER.... last few years we have had a horrible time keeping the cows in the fields where they belong, and the deer, well the deer just go wherever they want to go. The cows have eaten garden, beans, cucumbers, and TOMATO PLANTS! Never knew cattle fancied tomato plants, but they sure have loved ours. I know it was the cattle on the tomato plants because we have caught them in the act a few times. Now, the deer like to eat my daylilies and I am sure they would like the garden stuff also, but have not ventured into the garden because Bob's coonhound is tied up near the garden and keeps them scared away. But not the cows, they ain't scared of nothin'!

Well, it's time, so we will see what we can get planted, grown, and preserved!
















Miss Me But Let Me Go



When I come to the end of the day,

And the sun has set for me,

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room,

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little, but not too long, 

And not with your head bowed low.

Remember the love we once shared---

Miss me, but let me go.

For this is a journey we all must take,

And each must go alone...

It's all a part of the Maker's plan,

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick at heart

Go to the friends we know,

And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds--

Miss me, but let me go.


Author Unknown




Dear Ancestor


Dear Ancestor


This is a poem I found on Pinterest. It describes my feelings some about my ancestry/geneology work. 
Some people think it is silly to wonder about people from our past family, and isn't worth our time or money. 
That is okay, nobody will force you to research ancestors if you don't want to. I was like that for many years, just didn't care.
But, I got interested in it little by little, slowly over the years. I would find out somebody was related to somebody else, and how they were related, (not neccessarily family members either) and it just got interesting to me. 
I say for right now, I am only interested in a few generations back, to see how all our family is related to each other, but like before, that might change too and I might find myself trying to go back to Noah....hahaha...
Anyway, I like this poem, it also describes the way I have felt while mowing and taking care of the Bradleyville Cemetery, and visiting other cemeteries. 
Every person buried there has their own story, and it is just fascinating to me and I like to imagine what life must have been like for them. Picture of Bradleyville Cemetery and while these graves are not neglected, they are not thought of very often either. 




Your tombstone stands among the rest;
Neglected and alone.
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.
    It reaches out to all who care
    It is too late to mourn.
    You did not know that I exist
    You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
    Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
    One hundred years ago
    Spreads out among the ones you left
    Who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot,
And come to visit you.