Ole Dan Tucker!

My dad used to sing this song when I was a kid. I am not sure of it's origin but from the sound of it I think that it is an old appalachian folk tune. It is a catchy song with a catchy tune, I wish I could write the music to it.

OLE DAN TUCKER

I went down town the other night
heard a noise and saw a fight
saw a madman runnin' around
screamin' Ole Dan Tucker's come to town

So get out the way Ole Dan Tucker
You too late to stay for supper
Supper's over
Breakfast's cookin'
Ole Dan Tucker standin' there lookin'

Now Ole Dan Tucker was a mighty man
Washed his face with a fryin' pan
Combed his hair with a wagon wheel
Died with a toothache in his heel.

So get out the way Ole Dan Tucker
You too late to stay for supper
Supper's over
Breakfast's cookin'
Ole Dan Tucker standin' there lookin'

I am Mrs. Claus

I am the most powerful woman on the planet! "

If Mrs. Claus ain't happy - ain't NOBODY goin' ta be happy!"

My Granny Brennan

The teenage girl is my Granny, Elaine Brennan.

My Great Uncle Dewey James Salyers

I know the first picture is him because his name is on the back of it. I am just assuming the rest of them are him also. He is my Granny Brennan's brother.

Sunday Morning Breakfast

Our Family never did eat meals together except for one - Sunday Morning Breakfast. It was a big deal every week and my mom would cook a feast that most families wouldn't have once a year much less once a week. She of course did most of the work although sometimes my dad would pitch in (that was about the only thing he ever did around the house). We kids helped enough to know how to fix a breakfast but most of that splendid weekly feast was up to her.

Here is a typical menu: 2 or 3 pans of biscuits (homemade), gravy, fried potatoes, eggs, sausage and or bacon and or ham. Cow butter, various jellies and jams and marmalades and of course molasses. Sometimes we would have fried chicken with breakfast gravy over it (one of my favorites to this day!) There were always sliced tomatoes because my mom loved them with gravy over them. (a taste I never did aquire) Some Sundays we would have either ham or porkchops with redeye gravy. Redeye gravy is delicious!(and I still can't make it to this day. It is made from pork drippings, coffee, salt and pepper - mmm-mmm good) Occasionally we would have pancakes but mostly we wanted the grand fare that I have mentioned.