I am an uncommon passenger while on my home turf, but gladly so in unfamiliar territory. So while my son-in-law drove, I was able to look around. Waiting at the light, this seemed too perfect to pass up: a man fated by his name to seek his “chosen” profession.
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Fred First holds masters degrees in Vertebrate Zoology and physical therapy, and has been a biology teacher and physical therapist by profession. He moved to southwest Virginia in 1975 and to Floyd County in 1997. He maintains a daily photo-blog, broadcasts essays on the Roanoke NPR station, and contributes regular columns for the Floyd Press and Roanoke's Star Sentinel. His two non-fiction books, Slow Road Home and his recent What We Hold in Our Hands, celebrate the riches that we possess in our families and communities, our natural bounty, social capital and Appalachian cultures old and new. He has served on the Jacksonville Center Board of Directors and is newly active in the Sustain Floyd organization. He lives in northeastern Floyd County on the headwaters of the Roanoke River.
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I particularly love signs with misspelled words in them. Down here, in the capital of Latin America, there is a little store that sells “Snickers”. No, not the candy bar, sneakers. In Spanish, the letter “i” is pronounced “e”. So funny!!