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[djinny]

 I was glancing at the back of the book I got yesterday and one of the reviews was by "Dennis Covington, author of the National Book Award finalist Salvation on Sand Mountain." I thought, "Sand Mountain...Oh, no, please not our Sand Mountain."  Sand Mountain is like Chattanooga's crazy aunt. We like to pretend like it's not there and we certainly don't want to talk about it. It's one of those little pockets of Appalachia that hasn't yet been eradicated by civilization and common sense. Don't misunderstand, there are plenty of decent people up there, but it is a place where you'll find a cross burning in your front yard if your daughter dates a black man (really happened within the last two years). It's a place that has fundamental Christianity so fundamental that most Christianity won't claim it.  It's a place you wouldn't want to hear a banjo playing. ;)

I went to Amazon to see what the book was really about. The full title? Salvation on Sand Mountain: Snake-Handling and Redemption in Southern Appalachia  Well, crap, it is our Sand Mountain.