Spirit Of Old Savannah

The beauty of the Savanna squares cover their true origin.
The beauty of the Savanna squares cover their true origin. | Source

The Legacy

I suppose all families have their curses, have their shameful secrets to hide if at all possible. My mother’s side of the family has a special curse, if curse indeed it is. Mother termed it the curse of having Rosin in the Blood, meaning the sound of a fiddle had a special influence on the lives of certain of her family members, but “just every other generation” according to her.

Her uncle--and my great uncle, Martin O’Toole--had been the last to experience the family curse, but now he was dead and the curse had fallen to me. I’ve just returned from visiting the attorney handling his last will and testament, scattering what possessions he had acquired over his long life to those he loved most.

I must say I was shocked to receive a letter informing me of a bequest in my favor from Uncle Martin. I’d only met him briefly a few years ago in Savannah, where I am now sitting in one of the city’s renowned squares, reading the letter my uncle had prepared for me shortly before dying. Among Martin’s things was his most prized possession, an ancient fiddle, carefully locked away in a battered case against any eyes since his death until I opened it today. His letter was inside the case, waiting for me to read it. The letter said:

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The Letter

To Paul Redding, my great-nephew,

Since you are reading this letter now it means I have finally ended my long and enjoyable share of the family curse. It is a curse I have no doubt, but a good curse in my experience and I avow it is only bad for those not afflicted with it. Those of us chosen to carry the family burden never consider it to be anything more than a blessing, as you will soon see.

I had almost given up finding a true recipient of the wonderful fiddle until I met you a few years ago. Until your mother brought you to Savannah to hear me play at the St. Paddy’s Day celebration, and I saw how the sound of the old girl affected you, I was afraid the curse would end with me, and It is too wonderful of a burden to let lapse, even if your mother might not understand such.

How I came into possession of the fiddle is the main point of this letter. You will discover the spell she exerts upon your musical soul shortly, as have many men before you for hundreds of years before our time. There’s nothing I can say about its power that you won’t learn for yourself when you play it. No, mere words will not suffice to tell you about such things.

The Family Curse

Of course, I was already under the influence of the family curse long before the fiddle came into my life, but after the former owner with the Irish surname left it to me in his will, my life was never the same again. The very first day I came into possession of the instrument the magic began. The very first sound I made with the bow upon the ancient fiddle’s soul told me everything I needed to know.

For months I had been plying my trade around the enchanted environs of Savannah. The city always seemed to be mired in mystique and revelry ever since ole "Jim" Oglethorpe first laid out its streets over two centuries ago. Something about the way it sits among the live oaks and Spanish moss makes it seem certain there are spirits lingering amongst the aged buildings and cobblestone streets. But I didn’t know this at the time, didn’t suspect such things at all.

Similar to your own present circumstances, I received a letter informing me of the bequest of the same fiddle you now have in your possession. After visiting a Mr. Morrow--an elderly attorney with an office in the seedier section of the city--I vaguely remembered hearing him mention the former owner’s name, as well as, a bit of his once great talent with a fiddle

But his time of fame was long before my days, was only a rumor among those in my circle in the year 1928. At the time I was simply thrilled with the gift and did not inquire very closely about the deceased man who'd left me the case containing the old instrument.

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Old Masters And Mistresses

But the old musician had apparently heard of me. He knew I loved the old tunes of Ireland, the reels and ballads, along with many of the new songs created by the circumstances of this still relatively new country. My ability with the bow had made me popular among the city’s well-to-do families and respectable men of power. And to be sure, I liked a bit of the Irish whiskey and the occasional kiss from a beautiful lady as well. Yes, it’s quite a curse you have to live up to, nephew.

There was no letter from the previous owner accompanying the fiddle when I received it from the old fiddler’s lawyer. Seemingly the old musician had little time to make his plans, barely having his will completed before succumbing to pneumonia. There were other letters though, letters going back more than two centuries chronicling the many former owners of the "Lass” as she had become known. Or perhaps, those owned by the Lass would be a more apt way of putting it. Either way, it was a mutual honor.

It was late afternoon in one of Savannah's squares when I first opened the sturdy violin case containing the Lass. The strings seemed to hum in greeting as it lay there with the last rays of sunshine playing on its lacquered surface. The wood from which it was made was dark as the soul could imagine, was deep with ancient sounds still remembered by former giant trees which shaded enchanted environs in a country now thousands of miles and many centuries gone.

A Slave To Music

As the light dimmed, and the lamps around the empty square were fired by an almost silent lamplighter, I placed my chin into the fiddle’s rest and began my tenure into the life of a true minstrel. I played an old song, played it with a feeling and talent I’d never experienced before, floated the bow across strings of gold, made magic, in a word. My mind’s eye saw a green country and hills, blue skies and white clouds, red hair and blue eyes, music as magic, of course. I saw all of these things as the old Lass sang her memories to my heart and mind.

The fog had began to roll in as I finished the delightful tune so I quickly replaced the Lass in her protective lair. Only then did I notice the old negro man sitting on a bench to my right, sitting there with tears streaming down his weathered face. He smiled as he pulled a handkerchief out of the coat pocket of his very neat gray suit and wiped his eyes carefully before speaking. “It’s been quite a while since I’ve heard that old tune played so well, young man,” he said without a trace of the typical accent I’d long been accustomed to hearing from the local black Savannah residents.

“Have you heard this old fiddle before?” I asked him. “Of course,” he said with a smile “Both the Lass and I were once owned by the same master a long, long, time ago.” Beneath the matching gray fedora his wrinkled time-worn countenance was the color of coffee with cream. To think he had once been the property of another human being was hard to believe. “You were once a slave?” I heard myself ask aloud.

They said the fiddle was enchanted, was once owned by an Irish King.
They said the fiddle was enchanted, was once owned by an Irish King. | Source

Sounds From The Old Country

“Unless one has had one’s life wagered upon the turn of a card, one has not lived,” he replied with a slight smile of dry humor. “I was lost by my former master on a pair of deuces, but then, I was also won by my new master with a full house. I was only ten years of age at the time and I tried to look on the bright side of things if at all possible. This attitude has been a boon to me I believe, especially in my later years.”

“Before the card game it was my job to follow my old master--a big cotton grower and businessman from near New Orleans--around and wait on him hand and foot. And yes, compared to those who had to pick cotton or do other work in the hot fields it was an easy job. But my new master was a man of my own heart, a man who loved to laugh and enjoy life."

"An Irishman by the name of Patrick O’ Donnell he was, with not too many years in this country to boast of, and with his own ideas of freedom and justice. I never got the sense I belonged to him and would have insulted him if I had mentioned such. I never did, of course.”

“That old fiddle you just played was his pride and joy, as it has been for many men long before he ever laid eyes upon it. When he played it folks were entranced by the sound, were in awe of the visions the music conjured up in their minds, but perhaps enchanted would be a more appropriate word to describe the effect the Lass had on those exposed to her voice.”

“My new master said the fiddle was once owned by an Irish king, was created with magic by a leprechaun which the king once captured. But we all know how legends get started by such wild talk. Still, sometimes I wonder.” The old man said this with a straight face and I too wondered if there was any truth in the fascinating tale.

Toby

“Toby"--that’s what my new master called me--"the Lass will brook no competition from other women in her present owner’s life. Sure, she’ll allow a bit of playful indulgence with the ladies, but nothing of any length or seriousness.” At this Toby shook his head from side to side while quietly chuckling to himself.

“Paddy taught me how to speak well and how to dress in a distinguished manner befitting my new station in life. I traveled everywhere with him as he was highly sought after to play for weddings and other festive occasions around the south. We always came home to Savannah though, always needed to sit in the square for a bit late in the evening, just like we’re doing now.”

“One thing though, I wish he had taught me to read and write better.” Toby frowned a bit when he said this. “Yes, I could mingle with the best of folks with no problem, but I still worried about their finding out how illiterate I really was.” The fog seemed to be a bit thicker in the square now as I couldn’t see Toby quite as well as at first. He was silent for a few minutes before finally saying: “How about one more tune from the old girl before I go? The fog won’t bother her none as she’s grown accustomed to it long ago.”

So I unleashed the vixen from her confines and painted a scene of sadness and heartache in the form of mere vibrations in the misty air. The music was so sad I found myself almost sobbing as I finished, not noticing the absence of Toby until I’d put the Lass away for the night. The next day I returned to the attorney’s office where I’d first laid eyes on the wonderful old instrument.

The Legacy

“Hello again Mr. O’Toole” the old barrister greeted me smiling. “Is there a problem I can assist you with today?” I didn’t quite know how to broach the subject, so I merely asked him about the man who’d left me the Lass.

“Just a few questions about the person who left me the old fiddle, Mr. Morrow, then I’ll be on my way. I remember you said his name was O’Donnell, but I couldn’t remember his first name. I suppose him being an Irishman had something to do with him bequeathing me the fiddle?” I inquired.

Mr. Morrow began to chuckle when I asked this. He began to get even louder, trying not to wheeze as he slapped himself on the knee, struggling to regain control of his emotions. “Yes, I suppose you could say he was a "black" Irishman if you wish. Mr. Tobias O’Donnell was his legal name from when he was once a slave before the war decided his fate. What’s wrong Mr. O’Toole? You look a bit pale, perhaps you'd better sit down for a moment.”

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Betrayal Of The Lass

So this ends my last letter, Paul. I told you the old girl was magic. Toby’s master had fallen in love with a Savannah belle, had fallen so deeply the Lass had withdrawn her magic from him in punishment for his betrayal of her charms. So Toby became her new suitor in the Irishman’s stead, had suited her charms, had made wonderful music with her until he died.

I suppose he appeared to me that foggy day because of his inability to put the tale in writing, as had so many before him. So now there is a letter to relate his romance with the Lass too. Read the other letters in the Lass’s case when you get the chance . I think you will enjoy learning the history of your present mistress as I did. And choose her new suitor well when you have to. She deserves the very best of mates to be happy in her songs.

Wishing you all the best,

Martin O’Toole

The First Song?

So here I sit this late Savannah evening, in the very same square where my great-uncle Martin met Toby almost 65 years ago. If I play the old girl will the fog creep in? Will Toby or Uncle Martin slip close and listen as their once temptress and mistress does croon to their soul? I will soon know for sure as I long to hear the voice of The Lass for the first time. I will play a happy tune at first.....or perhaps a love song is in order in honor of her. Ah well.....I will play all of the memories at last.

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Becky Katz 4 years ago from Hereford, AZ

You have truly outdone yourself with this one. This is really beautiful and so melancholy. I had tears in my eyes when I finished. Lovely story.


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billybuc 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

Loved it; great story, held my attention every step of the way.


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Randy Godwin 4 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Hello Becky! Had a bit of fun with this one as it was inspired by my mother's family of fiddle players over the many generations they've been in this country.

Thanks as always for reading my fiction and offering your thoughts about my efforts. Your comments are truly appreciated.

Randy :)


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Randy Godwin 4 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

So glad you enjoyed this tale, Billybuc! I enjoyed writing it as it was close to home for me. Thanks so much for your time and comments as always.

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summerberrie 4 years ago

What a wonderful character. Your story leaves me completely satisfied but at the same time wanting more. Thanks for the great read.


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Randy Godwin 4 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Many thanks for stopping by, Summerberrie! So glad you found my tale interesting enough to comment on. I always appreciate your time and input on my creative efforts. Thanks again!

Randy


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Peggy W 4 years ago from Houston, Texas

What a terrific piece of fiction. You had me entranced the entire time while reading this! Old Savannah is the perfect setting for a story like this! Many up votes + tweeted.


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CMHypno 4 years ago from Other Side of the Sun

Very poignant and very spooky Randy. You are a very talented fiction writer, and I'm sure that great things are on their way for you


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Randy Godwin 4 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

So glad to see you here, Peggy! I had fun writing this one as it's based on my own family in a way. I'm pleased you found it worthy of your time and for your nice comments. Thanks for your much appreciated input as always.

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Randy Godwin 4 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

@CMHypno--Hey Cynthia! Glad to see you here as always. I'm enjoying myself writing these tales instead of bothering with the whole "HP do this, do that" drama which seems to change every few months or so. I've decided to look elsewhere for publishing my fiction but I still like to put something here occasionally just for the fun of it.

I really do appreciate my friends here who have encouraged me so much, otherwise I would be long gone by now. Thanks so much for reading and for your great input too. It means a lot to me :)

Randy


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Alastar Packer 4 years ago from North Carolina

Wow, Randy. Am now and forever more a fan of The Lass and this amazing story too. The creative chops that wove this magical tale are something else my friend. Absolutely enjoyed every minute under the spell of the rosin. Gonna put this out on FB so maybe a few will pull themselves away from all the music vids and see some class A fiction writing for a change. Great work bro, you just keep topping yourself.


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Randy Godwin 4 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Alastar my friend, am really happy you came by to give your opinion of this tale about "The Lass." It was based on one my great-grandfather played during the Civil War and is still being played by my cousin today.

A little magic was mixed in of course, but then, there is a certain magic in this type music in my opinion. Thanks as usual for your very welcome comments and your own personal take on the story. I so appreciate your time.

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Marcy Goodfleisch 4 years ago from Planet Earth

I love the way you wove this one - and as always, we can picture the characters based on your expert dialogue and the details you sprinkle in unobtrusively. It takes a true gift of writing to tell a story in such a natural way. My grandfather was called 'Toby' by his relatives - you sure tugged at my heart here. Voted up and up!


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Randy Godwin 4 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Hi Marcy! I'm always pleased to get your take on my fictional efforts here. I never know how these tales are going to work out until I finish them so sometimes I worry about how they are received by the readers.

Still gotta do some editing on this one but I've been busy working on another project. So, it is still a bit raw.

Yes, one of my grandfathers appears often in my memories. Lots of things to remind me of him I suppose. Good things! :)

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Wesman Todd Shaw 4 years ago from Kaufman, Texas

Outdone himself? Nah! This ol slithering scribe has more to him than meets the eyes.

I'm over here in Texas wishing Sir Randy the finest possible of one digit on the docket days....Best Wishes, Sir.

~bows low~

Ever read "The Lord's Of Discipline?"...I've never been to Savannah, but I wondered if you had read that one....did you concur at all with the author's perception.


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Randy Godwin 4 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Good to see you, Wesman! Thanks for your good wishes and I hope the same for yourself. Actually, I haven't read "The Lords of Discipline" but now you have me curious about it, so I can't give you my opinion of it. I will check it out though.

I enjoyed putting this tale together and am working on several others now, so I'm enjoying myself immensely. Nope, no money here for such but I'm encouraged by several other well paying venues. Whatever, it's fun.

I appreciate your time, dude! :)

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Beth Godwin 4 years ago

I loved this one. "Night in Taylor's Dread" is my favorite of your stories but this is a close second. Until today "Eulogy for a Witch" was in second place. Can't wait for your next tale. Your #1 fan ! :)


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Randy Godwin 4 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Ah, but you are a bit biased, my dear. Ha," Taylor's Dread" has been idled now, placed in limbo as it were.

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Beth Godwin 4 years ago

Not so biased, my love. I know good writing when I read it. Well then, you should publish an E Book! Better yet, one e book of short stories. XOXOXO


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Randy Godwin 4 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Thank you, my love. I love your biases. LOL!

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CrazedNovelist 3 years ago from Hampton, GA

You really have a way with words, Randy. Great work with this and it's always a treat to read your "Tales of The South". Can't wait to read more. :)


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Randy Godwin 3 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

@CrazedNovelist--Always great to get your opinion on my fiction, Aubrey. This one was mainly for fun, but it did get to me a bit before I finished it because the characters had similarities to real people I've known.

Thanks as always and I'll sure check out some more of your work soon. Great to hear from a fellow Georgian too.

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pennyofheaven 3 years ago from New Zealand

I am always captivated by your stories they are so full of mystery and intrigue. This one is no exception! I love how you weave it all together interlaced with goodness and love. Awesome!


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Randy Godwin 3 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

I'm very pleased you found this tale interesting, Penny! I really enjoyed writing about the old fiddle and those who kept her company over the years. Your comments have made my day! :)

Good to hear from you!

Randy


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bravewarrior 3 years ago from Central Florida

Another captivating masterpiece, Randy! You have a way of putting the reader in the very midst of each scene you describe. I'm glad I am now following you - I've missed so much already!


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Randy Godwin 3 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Thanks again, bravewarrior for your time and input. This one was fun to write as it is based on my family of talented musicians, several of whom became rather famous sawing on the old fiddles over the years. I really appreciate your comments on my fictional efforts as I really enjoy spinning a tale. :)

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Lady Guinevere 3 years ago from West Virginia

Voted up and across the board. I loved it. So what was the first song that he played? You got my curiosity up.

I am going to share this one!


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Randy Godwin 3 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

HA! I'll leave that to your imagination, Debbie. Although I started to place some Youtube fiddle videos on this one as background "music to read by" and may still do so in the near future.

My mother's family has some rather famous old time fiddlers in their midst, one which won the national championship in the 40's and played at the Grand Ole Opry during that time. A sentimental tale, this one and close to home.

Glad you enjoyed this tale!

Randy


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James A Watkins 3 years ago from Chicago

Truly a magnificent tale, superbly told. I must nominate you as the best writer on HubPages. I am amazed by your talent. Thank you for the pleasure of having been blessed to read this story.

James


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Randy Godwin 3 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

I'm so very pleased by your nice comments on my writing efforts, James. You've made my day as this tale is one of my own personal favorites. Music--especially of the type made by the Lass in this tale--has long been instilled in the lives of my ancestors and I hoped to do their past justice with my ramblings.

As always, your input is truly appreciated as is your valuable time. Thank you friend!

Randy


DJ Anderson 3 years ago

Randy, this is a delightful story with mystery and intrigue. Savannah is a lady with many secrets. I was fortunate to live in Savannah for many years. Our two oldest sons and their families live there presently.

Our youngest son was born in Savannah.

You are quite the talented writer, keeping your readers hanging on your every word. Maybe there is a bit of magical pixie dust thrown out, as your readers seem to be captivated at every word........just as I was.

Loved it!! Made my day.

Oddly, I watched "The Prince of Tides", only last night. I do believe it was filmed in Savannah.


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Randy Godwin 3 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Hello, DJ! I'm so pleased a former resident of Old Savannah approves of my little tale. I've only visited there a few times, but the city struck me as filled with mystery and of course, impelled me to write this story of magic and memories.

I really appreciate your nice comments on my ability as a writer as I try to put my feelings into words others will also enjoy. Once again, thank you for your time and input. :)


Jane Holmes 3 years ago

Hi Randy,

What a fantastic story! You are a very talented person. I could not wander from this hub! I had to finish. Being from New Hampshire and sturdy Yankee stock, I love reading tales of the south and other parts of our country. We have such a diverse and wonderful country, each area with its own history and traditions. Thank you for sharing with us!


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Randy Godwin 3 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Hello Jane, yes we do indeed live in a wonderful country, and as you point out, it's diversity of landscape, history, and tradition makes it more than special to me too.

Thank you for your kind words about this tale as it is one of my personal favorites. Old Savannah too is a special place, and somehow seemed right as a backdrop to this story of mystery and magic.

I certainly do appreciate your time and comments. :)

Randy


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rebeccamealey 3 years ago from Northeastern Georgia, USA

Lovely, and well illustrated. I lived in Savannah a long time, my son was born there. It is a colorful place for sure.


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Randy Godwin 3 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Thanks Rebecca for your nice comments on this tale. Indeed, Savannah is a colorful and beautiful city.

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sgbrown 3 years ago from Southern Oklahoma

What a wonderful story! I thoroughly enjoyed reading every word. I would love to visit Savannah someday, it has always been a very intriguing place to me. You have done a wonderful job with this story. Voting up and awesome! :)


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Randy Godwin 3 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Thank you Sheila, I'm very pleased you liked this tale. it was inspired by the beautiful squares in Savannah, and by members of my mother's family of very talented fiddle players.

Savannah seems to be a place where magic may happen any moment, and in a manner of speaking I suppose it does. I really appreciate your comments and time.

--RG


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Crystal Tatum 2 years ago from Georgia

Hello from a fellow Georgian! Very pleased to find you here on HubPages. There truly is something magical about Savannah. I love visiting. This hub was a lot of work, I can tell, and you did a great job. Voting up and I will be following you from here on out.


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Randy Godwin 2 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Hello yourself, Chrystal. I'm always pleased to see another Georgia peach on HubPages. I'm pleased you approved of this short tale, but no, it wasn't a lot of work. I enjoyed writing every word of it. Thanks for your time and input. :)


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TarrinLupo 2 years ago from Peterborough NH

Cool article, let me take you to lunch next time when you come down.


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Randy Godwin 2 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Hello Tarrin, thanks for checking out my Savanna musings! Lunch would be great! I hope you approve of this hub about your wonderful and historic city. And once again, I'm pleased you've joined HP. There are some fine writers on this site. :)

Randy


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mary615 2 years ago from Florida

I just recently visited a daughter who lives in Savannah! You have such a wonderful way with words, this is a great story!

So nice to visit you again, Mary


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Randy Godwin 2 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Hi Mary, glad you read this one as it's one of my personal favorites. It's based on my mother's side of the family. For over 150 years many of the menfolk have been stricken with the talent of being wonderful fiddle players.

Several of them have gained fame as such with one being a national champion and played at the Grand Ole Opry and two others featured at the Worlds Fair when it at Knoxville. I think it is magic of a sort. Thanks for your time and nice comments. :)


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Phyllis Doyle 2 years ago from High desert of Nevada.

Randy, I have said it before and repeat: you are a master of fiction. This is a powerfully emotional and endearing story. I feel some tears trying to seep their way onto my cheeks. Beautiful story. Need I say I love it? I do. It truly is magic, this story based on your mother's family.


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Randy Godwin 2 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

This makes my day, Phyllis! I feel very satisfied with this tale--it seemed to write itself--and a lot of my mother's side of the family were fine fiddlers, some world class and rather famous for their day. Check out the last video on this hub:

http://hubpages.com/entertainment/Rosin-In-The-Blo...

My cousin is playing the fiddle my great-grandfather carried through the Civil War. Am I a true southern boy? Thanks as always for your input on my tales. I appreciate your time and support. :)


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Faith Reaper 2 years ago from southern USA

Hi Randy,

Oh, Savannah is such a great city full of mystery and intrigue. I truly loved reading every word of this wonderful work of fiction here. I am baffled that I have been on HP for 2 1/2 years and have not come across your fine writing before now! I have much to catch up on now.

Up ++++ tweeting, pinning, G+ and sharing for another round here at HP oh, well, Pinterest is not working at the moment. I shall return! Shared everywhere else though.

Superb!


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Happyboomernurse 2 years ago from South Carolina

Savannah is one of my favorite cities and your brought the essence of her exquisitely to life, as you also did with the fiddle.

Love the whole tale and the way your excellent prose made it seem so believable.


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Randy Godwin 2 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Hello again, Faith Reaper. This tale is one of my favorites as it was inspired by my mother's family which seemed to be full of fiddle players--some quite famous--going back perhaps hundreds of years. I just noticed the hub I wrote about them is listed at the end of this tale and is titled "Rosin In The Blood." We have our own 'Lass" it seems.

Savannah does indeed lend itself well as a city for restless spirits and strange happenings, as well as, a picturesque background to set it all in. Thanks you for reading this one and your nice comments posted about it. I appreciate your time, Theresa. :)


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Randy Godwin 2 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

@Happyboomernurse--Hello Gail, I'm very pleased you enjoyed this tale of Old Savannah. Thank you so much for your kind words re my efforts in creating this one. Your time is appreciated. :)

Randy


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crazyhorsesghost 2 years ago from East Coast , United States

You painted a picture of Savannah with your words. Really great Hub. Savannah is one of my favorite places in the world. Voted up and shared.


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Randy Godwin 2 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

@crazyhorsesghost- Thanks for stopping by, Thomas. :) Savannah is a rather unique place and the perfect setting for this and other tales about the supernatural. I'm pleased you enjoyed this tale enough to vote it up and to share it with others. :)


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Faith Reaper 2 years ago from southern USA

Oh, how interesting, Randy, about your family. I love the fiddle. I am going to enjoy reading your hub about them. Going now. This hub should win some sort of award too : )

Hope you have had a lovely Sunday so far.


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Randy Godwin 2 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Had a great Sunday so far, Theresa. I hope yours was enjoyable also. Thanks again for the encouraging words. :)


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FreezeFrame34 2 years ago from Charleston SC

I haven't been to Savannah yet, but can't wait to visit. I live in Charleston, SC so I've heard they have quite the similarities!


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Randy Godwin 2 years ago from Southern Georgia Author

Hi FreezeFrame--I haven't been to Charleston yet, but I too have heard of the similarities between the two cities. :)


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CatherineGiordano 15 months ago from Orlando Florida

This is so beautiful and so beautifully done. Bravo. I've never been to Savannah, but perhaps it is something I should do. Voted up++


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Randy Godwin 15 months ago from Southern Georgia Author

I'm so very pleased you enjoyed the read, Catherine. The fiddle has played an important role on my mother's side of the family. Several of her kin became quite famous and some still are today. This was a work of love and is one of my own personal favorites. Thanks for your time and nice comments, and yes, if you ever get the chance to visit Savannah then don't miss it. :)


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MichalWrotter 14 months ago from Czech Republic

What an amazing writer you are Randy. Thank you so much for sharing it. It was a great to read it.

Michal


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Randy Godwin 14 months ago from Southern Georgia Author

Hello Michal, I'm so pleased you enjoyed this tale of mystery and magic in Georgia's oldest settlement. This is one of my favorite tales and I'm glad you chose to read it first.

Welcome to HP and I'll look forward to reading some of your work. :) Let me know if I can assist you in any way.

Randy


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pstraubie48 12 months ago from sunny Florida

What an intricately woven tale....and Savannah as the setting is perfection. I can feel the history as the story evolves...it does not overwhelm the story but is just as it should be as the letter explains so much.

Awesome. Read it from beginning to end...because each new line kept me wanting to know more.

Angels are headed your way this morning ps


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Randy Godwin 12 months ago from Southern Georgia Author

Good morning, Patricia. :) This is one of my favorite tales here and I'm so pleased you approved of it. Yes, Savannah lends itself to such stories of mystery and intrigue and I tried to do the place justice with my yarn. I always appreciate your time and comments on my writing as you seem to get what I'm trying to project in my tales. Hope you have a great day. :)

Randy

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