Velvet Green

In the wooded hills of Southeast Missouri, the pace of life is far different than the
bustling clamor of the suburbs which surround major metropolitan areas of the country.
Even today, the rhythm of the hills, pays little heed to a time clock, or sweep
second hand. There is a time of warmth and a time of cold. There is a time when the clouds
offer nothing for a dry land, and there are times when the storms come.

In 1961 the bootheel was a world apart, separated from concrete, steel, and neon...