Roofing for Aunt Pearl

Appalachia mountains

This article originally appeared in Southern Exposure Vol. 10 No. 1, "Who Owns Appalachia?" Find more from that issue here.

“They want me t’ move t’ town,”

bent over her cane and squinting

up at me covered with stop-leak and tar,

holding hot rolled roof,

“but a told ’em,”

her palsied hand’s finger

pointing to the soil,

“that I’m Cold Knob born,

Cold Knob bred,

’n’ when I die, by God,

I’m gonna be Cold Knob dead!”


— Bob Henry Baber