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The Dance

The Dance Barbara Smith Appalachian Heritage, Volume 10, Number 3, Summer 1982, pp. 31-34 (Article) Published by The University of North Carolina Press DOI: https://doi.org/10.1353/aph.1982.0041 For additional information about this article https://muse.jhu.edu/article/442025/summary Access provided at 19 Feb 2020 23:27 GMT from JHU Libraries k by Barbara Smith She had been there twice before, both span. Hills surrounded the park, a thou- sand feet in all directions, thick with times as she traveled from Lexington to Whitesburg, where she worked. She had maples and a few evergreens, the road- driven the first time off the usual path, beds blasted out, leaving jagged cliffs. On discovering the park like a hidden pre- the side of the hill away from the beach sent. A swim suit had been stowed in lay a campground, tents and trailers set the trunk of the car, as always, and Abby like salt and pepper shakers on a green had stopped for only an hour. It had plush cloth. The steps and bathhouse been a beautiful day, the beach crowded had been built from the very same rock that had been moved for the roads. with Sunday families. It was a gem in the sunlight, each rip- The second http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Appalachian Review University of North Carolina Press

The Dance

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Barbara Smith Appalachian Heritage, Volume 10, Number 3, Summer 1982, pp. 31-34 (Article) Published by The University of North Carolina Press DOI: https://doi.org/10.1353/aph.1982.0041 For additional information about this article https://muse.jhu.edu/article/442025/summary Access provided at 19 Feb 2020 23:27 GMT from JHU Libraries k by Barbara Smith She had been there twice before, both span. Hills surrounded the park, a thou- sand feet in all directions, thick with times as she traveled from Lexington to Whitesburg, where she worked. She had maples and a few evergreens, the road- driven the first time off the usual path, beds blasted out, leaving jagged cliffs. On discovering the park like a hidden pre- the side of the hill away from the beach sent. A swim suit had been stowed in lay a campground, tents and trailers set the trunk of the car, as always, and Abby like salt and pepper shakers on a green had stopped for only an hour. It had plush cloth. The steps and bathhouse been a beautiful day, the beach crowded had been built from the very same rock that had been moved for the roads. with Sunday families. It was a gem in the sunlight, each rip- The second

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