Generations
As you go north, out of the city limits
the names of the communities reflect the landscape around them.
Mulberry Flats, Tar Hill, Mount Hebron.
And it is here that my family settled over two hundred years ago.
German and Irish immigrants trying to make their way in
an unforgiving land.
chris lampton
4-1-15
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