It's my pleasure to share this eclectic mix of poem, prose, and song. These are stories from the Tidewater: that gentle land that slopes into the sea and cradles the Great Dismal Swamp. I hope you enjoy the read'n of em as much as I have enjoyed the tell' n. These tales started out, years ago as rough-hewn pine... raw and fresh-cut. Now, after a good bit of elbow grease and linseed oil, I hope they honor those who've kept the memories alive. Your comments are more important than those stars.All Rights Reserved