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About the Author
Popcorn Sutton is quite living legend in the mountains of east Tennessee and western North Carolina because of his centuries old trade. Popcorn is an authentic moonshine distiller and builder of the still on which to run the brew. He shows a unique sense of character and value system much as our mountain forefathers must have held with which they survived and reared their families. His life has been filled with disappointments and sadness as well as quality times when he grew up on Hemphill, a mountainous community in Haywood County, North Carolina adjacent to Great Smoky National Park. He learned his trade early and chose to drop out of school, drive fast, and chase women. When Popcorn realized that few people were willing to put in the hard work necessary to build a good "pot" or to make good liquor, he wanted to pass on his experinces with the trade. His flow of language is sometimes colorful and obscene; it is the way he expresses himself. He is real.
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Most of the time I made likker by myself, but at another time on Snowbird Mountain., me and another feller was making likker together. We had up two barrels each 1/2 corn, 1/2 rye. Our mash worked real good. The morning it got ready to run, we went in, pulled the cover back off the barrels. My two barrels looked damn good, but the other fellers didn't. Because a damn big possum had fell in one of his barrels and drowned and swelled up fit to bust. To beat all, every hair on that damn possum had come off. I said to the other feller, "you ain't going to run that damn nasty stuff are you ?" He said "Hell, yes I am, damn sugar is too hard to get to waste it." "Well" I said, "Let me run mine first" because we had to use the same pot to run it, two barrels at a time. Well, I dipped my barrels in to the still and run it. Made real damn good two cases and one gallon. Well, the other fellow took a big stick and throwed that ol' possum way down in the woods. Then he dipped the mash into the still and as he was dipping it in he said to me, "Popcorn, Do you know what I am going to call this?" I said, "No, I don't have the slightest idea." He said, "I am going to call it Possum brandy, by God." Well he run it and he got two cases and two gallons. He beat mine. He looked at me and said that damn possum made me another gallon of likker. Well, we put our likker in that ol' 46 Jeep and we always drunk some likker going down the mountain. But that day I made damn sure I didn't drink none of his possum brandy.
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- PublisherShockwave
- Publication date1999
- ISBN 10 0970162804
- ISBN 13 9780970162809
- BindingSpiral-bound
- LanguageEnglish
- Number of pages128
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