At High Rocks, there is a tradition of saying “gratefuls” before every shared meal. These unrehearsed expressions of thankfulness range from the silly to the profound. At camps, they can take the better part of an hour and meals grow cold until the last one is heard. That’s how important they are to the culture of High Rocks.
I am grateful for the rain.
I am grateful for the volunteers who harvested several pounds of it last week and donated it to feed people affected by the storm.
I am grateful for the support of Grow Appalachia that puts fresh produce on the table for people in times of crisis. Fresh food just makes everything better.
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