Every time I hear the word ‘kibby’ I think ‘friendship’ and ‘hefty hugs.’ Back in the late 40’s and 50’s I remember the excitement when Sam Nichols, a local merchant, called my mother to say he was planning a visit. Would she and the good doctor like to have some kibby? Mama’s eyes would light […]
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