O, those 4-H songs
Carolissa was pleasantly surprised by my cold call. “Another song from 4-H Camp came out of my head,” I explained. “See if you remember this one: ‘I’ll sing you one O, green grow the rushes, O! What is your one O? One is one and all alone and ever more shall be so.’” Carolissa Wylie was the girl every boy fell in love with at Hancock County 4-H Camp. She was slim, tall, pretty, with a sweet personality behind big doe deer eyes. A couple of years ago she began re-connecting with 4-H friends through phone calls and letters. Several of us met for lunch. A great-grandmother ...