I guess you have to have lived the stories as I did before you can remember them. My real problem is that I don't remember if it was Aunt Bett or my Granny Ninna who was the major character sometimes. They were a lot alike in how they taught me, so I guess it really doesn't matter. Plus they both used plants for medicines and both were good friends and lived close together. Ninna was a softer version of Aunt Bett. Aunt Bett lived on the main road (tiny road) and Ninna lived up in the holler, so more people came to Aunt Bett because her house came first. I mostly got in trouble with Aunt Bett, Ninna put up with a lot more of my antics.
Too it helps that in about the 4th grade, somebody gave me a little diary for my birthday. I started writing everything in it then, including my trips up the mountain with my ladies. I have dozens of those little diaries stored in my attic. I drag one out from time to time when I want to remember them again. Or, when I want to write about something. They are well worn and ragged by now.
I hope you are going to that conference in Paintsville.
