Which Reminds Me

Yes, my McClellan grandfather was a Scottish Presbyterian whose ancestor settled in Virginia from Scotland in the 1700s. Sometimes we think that we have made the progression forward to Western Civilization, a class in which I got all As by the way, and yet we forget that back east in the hollering hills of West Virginia, some things will just never change for peasant girls named Wendy. Marshall's novel dictates a branding of fraud and charlatan for that pair of con artists who tried to fool around with our minds. And yet, who knows? Probably on a moonlit night there are still people in those primitive hollers who still go to sip the liquid products of their moonshine stills, the technicalities of which have been long forgotten by most of us who have long since shed and cast aside these primitive functions of an earlier phase of human history.