Hi Weasel,
My mother was an orphan raised by a family in Rugby. She trained as an RN at Fort Sanders Hospital in Knoxville and worked at Bellevue in NYC, where Dad met her.
During the depression, when I was a couple of years old, Mom & I went down to live with her Godmother, a retired Episcopal Nun, who lived in a little shack up the holler.
I was only there a couple of years, but I was into my freshman year in college before I lernt to qwit tawkin lik a Tenesee redneck.
Marty