Mountain women back blip

We went to the local town of Cameron for a craft and yard sale this morning.  We bought a loaf of homemade bread and visited friends selling their wears. When we returned home we put the second coat of paint on the cistern. After lunch we went for a buggy ride down Blackberry. It got the name as the road (path) down there is covered with black raspberry and blackberry bushes. I'm sure that "hollar" is home to many bears and saw on the last time I went on a ride down there. I have not been down there for years as the road was just to bad for me to feel comfortable. When we first came here 2 old ladies lived in that "hollar" alone. It was where they were born and raised, lived with their folks down there and never married. They never drove either not that there was a passable road back then. The parents passed and they lived there independently doing all the work on their farm alone. Someone else mowed the hay for them though. They were in their late 80's when one had to be moved to the nursing home. The other remained there alone until she passed away. They are both gone now and no one has taken over the farm. It is very Isolated but the gas company had built a passable road down there now. Believe me passable is a generous word here. We visited our neighbor Less on the way home. Hi is battling cancer.