Today I remember my Pop-paw. This song reminds me of the many summer nights we would sit on the porch swing at his house and sing songs from his "Old Kentucky." (This was one of his favorite songs) He would tell us stories of when he was a boy growing up there. All the struggles, heartache, and the joy that the hills brought him. It was always a treat when his friend Rastice Rogers back home would come up to visit with his banjo! They would sing together for hours. Such wonderful childhood memories. I can still hear the music....I miss him.