Just Gettin' Started,
Missouri Fiddles,
Eureka Springs, Springs of the Ozarks,
Rocks &
Fossils,
Bluegrass Town,
Brownies (StateoftheOzarks
Issue 336, May 11, 2014)
Been thinkin' about
...
Just Gettin' Started. It surely has been a busy week beginning with big golf news at
Big Cedar (and a visit from the state governor), the inaugural
Ozark Mountain Gospel Music Convention, a trip up to
Missouri State University's biology department to learn about the pink mucket (a endangered river mussel which used to be plentiful in
Ozark riverways), filming a new youtube video, enjoying
Silver Dollar City's opening weekend of Bluegrass &
BBQ, and baking brownies (recipe below).
With all the new folks who are subscribers — and new folks
I've gotten to visit with in the last couple of weeks — a certain question has become quite common:
You're from
Illinois. How'd you end up in the Ozarks writing StateoftheOzarks?
I reckon it's a fair question.
I grew up in
Peoria County, in some beautiful river bluff timber sandwiched between rolling corn fields and the urban center of
Peoria. So urban, in fact, housing developments crept closer to our farm every year I was growing up.
Central Illinois is an amazing region but largely composed of a population mostly from somewhere else and to me there was something missing: a unique sense of place.
As a kid, we would head over to
Southern Iowa on a regular basis.
Destination: my maternal grandparents. There, in amongst rolling hollers and ridges not unlike the Ozarks (minus the rocks), was the history of my family. There was food, music, dialect, a culture that said, This is someplace. As a youngster, I took it for granted even as I loved it.
Fast forward to December of
1998.
Grandma Myrtle had passed away. Just 20 at the time, I felt that our culture, unique to my grandparents, was lost.
Two weeks later, my folks and I headed down to Branson for the first time and rediscovered that culture right here.
Homemade pie, pickin' and grinnin' on Saturday nights, fishing, making things by hand and making do, singing hymns and going to church. A dialect strongly hinting of the
Kentucky mountains. An independent, at-times distrustful nature.
I decided right then the Ozarks was the place I wanted to be. Eight years later, the opportunity to begin StateoftheOzarks came up and I jumped on it.
Back then it was just a project and I doubt too many people believed in the site... or me.
But you all, folks who love these hills, have embraced this project and this work has pretty much taken over my life.
This week, I'm featuring some of my personal favorites.
Signature articles that have stood the test of time. These are my picks.
What are yours?
The
Fiddle in Missouri (by
Greg Bailey):
http://stateoftheozarks.net/culture/music/fiddle
.php
Eureka Springs,
Southern Gothic:
http://stateoftheozarks.net/culture/tourism/eurekasprings.php
Deep & Blue: Springs of the Ozarks:
http://stateoftheozarks.net/natural/springs.php
Rocks & Fossils:
http://stateoftheozarks.net/natural/rocks_fossils.php
Bluegrass Town:
http://stateoftheozarks.net/culture/music/bluegrasstown.php
End of an Era:
Louisville's
National Quartet Convention 2013:
http://stateoftheozarks.net/culture/faith/nqc13.php
I'm dedicating this issue to my grandma, Myrtle Danner, and my mom,
Donny Heston.
Strong, amazing, talented women who will always inspire me. Grandma,
Mommy, I love and miss you both so much.
Hope ya'll enjoy the articles. As always, thanks for readin'!
Joshua Heston, editor
- published: 12 May 2014
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