The Arrowood Trail Thru the Mountains: 11/21/10

WELCOME

~ The pieces are all sewn together, stitched with love.........and a quilt tells a story and the story is our past ~

The Arrowood family immigrated from England to Maryland in the 1700's. They went south, eventually settling in the mountains of North Carolina. Later , some went further south, into the Piedmont of North Carolina, in search of work and a better way of life.

I am in search of my family.

I search for those that came before me, and lived their lives as best they could. I am in search of their stories, how they lived, and how they loved.

I shared this love of seeking the past with my Dad, sharing each new finding with him, the thrill in his heart intermingling with mine. I continue this search in his honor, and hope to know these people of ours when I join up with them all in heaven.

~ Steve Lewis Arrowood 1932-2008 ~

Come with me, back to a simpler time and place. A place far removed from the hectic pace of today. To a time when life was hard, but the rewards were great. When your quality of life was determined by your own sweat, your own toil, and your own ingenuity.

Would you like a glass of sweet tea? Let's sit out on the porch where we will catch the sweetly scented breeze of summertime. Maybe Grandma will fry up some of her wonderful chicken... Time slows here.

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"We shape our lives not by what we carry with us, but what we leave behind."

~You live as long as you are remembered.~

"Our most treasured family heirlooms are our sweet family memories. " Author: Unknown

"But those who came before us will teach you. They will teach you from the wisdom of former generations."

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Friday, November 26, 2010

Visit To The Mountains ~ Garrett and Nora

This is Hilda Arrowood, Garrett Arwood, Nora Hughes Arwood, and Virginia "Ginner" Long.

Aunt Hilda and cousin "Ginner" Long went up to visit Garrett and Nora. The visit was a wonderful one, according to Hilda. She told me she enjoyed the time so much. Garrett played the fiddle for them, while Nora danced about. She danced what Hilda called "buck-dance" style. I would have absolutely loved to have been there with them, that day.

Today, Hilda is the only soul still living from this group.
She celebrates her 80th birthday today.

God Bless you, Hilda.
Happy Birthday to you!

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Thursday, November 25, 2010

Thanksgiving ~

There is one day that is ours.
There is one day when all we Americans who are not self-made go back to the old home to eat saleratus biscuits and marvel how much nearer to the porch the old pump looks than it used to.

Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American.

~O. Henry

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Forever on Thanksgiving Day
The heart will find the pathway home.~Wilbur D. Nesbit