Oh the games we used to play

Bena Mae Seivers Let’s play a game. Whatcha wanna play? I dunno. Red Rover, maybe. Follow the Leader ... or Hopscotch. How plaintively those words echo through my mind as I think back to the carefree days of my childhood. Like etchings in stone, they remain in my memory as though it were [...]

In a manner of speaking (a continuation from last week)

Bena Mae Seivers Colloqualisms of this region have always held a fascination for me. I find that no area of this country speaks more to the point and uses more colorful language in doing so than in this part of East Tennessee and Kentucky. The fact that we sometimes, yea, many times, murder [...]

In a manner of speaking

Bena Mae Seivers I have always had a fascination with the English language. I can’t imagine another language being so expressive, so colorful. I love the way we twist it, turn it and hone it to suit our purpose. Take today, for example. I could say I have a bad cold, which is [...]

Remembering the hickory’s sting

Bena Mae Seivers Sometimes when I stand at my door and watch the children board the school bus in front of my house, the lyrics of the old song, “School Days, School Days,’ run through my head. When I get to the lines that go, “reading’ and writin’ and ‘rithmetic, sung to the [...]

A life remembered…continued from last week

Bena Mae Seivers Mama ran her world with the aid of Ma Bell. Did she ever love talking on the telephone! She didn’t think twice about calling the manager of the largest supermarket in Corbin and asking him to put back a 5 pound bag of Domino sugar because she read in the [...]

A life remembered

Bena Mae Seivers Mama would have enjoyed her funeral, and probably did, for who is to say? She would have been proud of the compliments she got from everyone who marveled at how beautiful she looked. Even during her last days, she was mindful of her appearance. “If I had known you were [...]

Going to the Hippodrome (pt. one)

Bena Mae Seivers Time was when I wouldn’t have missed the Academy Awards presentation under threat of death. Of course that was when stars were STARS...Clark Gable, Gary Cooper, Tyrone Power, Humphrey Bogart, Claudette Colbert, Barbara Stanwyck. But today it’s different. What was once known as ‘star quality’ no longer exists. I could [...]

Remembering the Burma Shave Signs

Bena Mae Seivers Remembering the Burma Shave Signs There is a bit of Americana that made traveling so much fun. Burma Shave Signs! Or, verses by the side of the road. What fun they were to read! The roadsides were plastered with them. Spaced several feet apart, they could be easily read at [...]

The side of the road

Bena Mae Seivers I don’t like to travel on the interstate. Oh sure, it gets you there faster, there’s no arguing with that. But at what price? Tension, headache, nerves. And once we get to our destination, there’s no feeling of satisfaction on having enjoyed the trip. If at all possible, I take [...]

The front porch of the general store

Bena Mae Seivers The front porch of the general store (taken from The Art of Storytelling and Prevaricating) Although the following anecdote doesn’t involve storytelling or prevaricating as such, it does describe the general thinking of the old fellows who made the general store their second home. It is one of my favorites. [...]