DELLIE FIXING FOOD FOR HER PETS

Daddy, he loved to sing. He’d get up every mornin while I was fixin breakfast and pick the banjo and sing. Every mornin. He’d get up and build a fire and get that banjo and set in on it. He loved to pick the banjo. Picked good. The old timey way. He didn’t pick that frailin like Sheila and them picks now. Three finger style. I used to try and sing when I was little. My mama would sing and my grandma would sing. My uncle too. He lived right over from us. An old Shelton man, he used to come to daddy’s and stay, make boards for him to cover barns with. He used to sing. Lord, he knowed all kind of songs.