Here’s the link with the list. Just click on it. You don’t have to read all the nonsense I wrote, unless you have nothing better to do.
A list of hurricane survivors on GoFundme
My sister lives in North Carolina. I always worry about her, when I hear about a hurricane, as she lives just far enough inland that the storm will knock out her electricity, and possibly damage her roof.
Except this time.
This time it hit the mountains.
When my sister and I were teenagers we went to Miss Sally Sutherland’s School For Scottish Arts in Banner Elk, North Carolina. (It was kind of like band camp, only Scottish.) We fell in love with the Carolina Mountains.
When I was 17, a young man took me up to see the mysterious lights on Brown Mountain. (We didn’t see them, since the car windows got steamy.)
I’ve gone to Cherokee with my friend Deborah, who was, until she retired, the Carnegie Museum’s resident expert on American Indians. We would drive home talking ourselves out of moving down there.
In honor of some fond memories, in hope of, once again, hearing the pipes on Grandfather Mountain and dancing the Bear Dance in Cherokee. In the knowledge that the Chestnut Tree Inn in Cherokee has the best biscuits and gravy anywhere in the world. In memory of all my friends at School for Scottish Arts, and Miss Sally Sutherland, who was a remarkable lady. With affectionate thoughts of a good looking redhead, who was an amazing kisser, I have conquered my technophobia, and created a link, for the first time in my life, which you can see at the top of the page. It is a list of hurricane survivors, many of them living in Ashville and other communities up in the Smokies. If you can afford to, please click on it, and make a donation.
Thank You.
