At the third of Fourth Street, out in the outskirts of the holler, in Middle, TN, between 2 trees, was where I was born.  I was raised by a pack of wild cannibal squirrels who, at a young age, taught me to fend for myself and collect as many nuts as possible.  In the huge nut draught of 2002, I was forced to make a crucial life decision, and that was to leave my pack to start a new life.  I packed my last three nuts and headed out.  Using duct tape and twigs, I made a boat and sailed further South since South was all I knew.

After spending 40 deadly nights and 27 pleasent days at the creek, I landed back where I started from.  And the rest, as they say,  is history.  To this day, I still have my three nuts.  I keep them on me at all time to remember my roots.  I hope someday to find those squirrels who helped me become the nut I am today.

Hi.  I'm Angela.