My Grandma Ruth used to tell the greatest stories. (It's a southern tradition.) My sister and I would sit on her screened in porch and listen to her tell funny stories. She also told a mean ghost story on dark and spooky nights. 
    
I didn't want to lose the tradition or the stories, so I spent several months collecting them from memory and family members. I wanted the next generations to get a sense of what I was fortunate to have as a child. My collection morphed into a 300-page manuscript.