The Dolly Parton Tour Bus: A Look at How Our Appalachian Queen Travels
It was 1987. I was in the 7th grade and our neighbor – a young adult – invited the neighborhood for a cookout. While the adults sat around a fire, I commandeered the boom box. I had VERY strong opinions about music at the time, nearly all of them wrong. I shudder to think what I subjected the crowd to as I









