"Jerusalem, My Happy Home"

Appalachian Tune

Whenever I go back to the little town in Pennsylvania where I grew up, it’s a bittersweet experience for me. I’m not just saying that I miss the beautiful or homely things that used to be there, but aren’t anymore, like the small grocery store, run by an Italian family, where I used to pick up my newspapers to deliver on my paper route, and where I’d so…