Growing up in Appalachia, I quickly learned that the region is far more than its stunning landscapes or its distinctive dialect. Appalachian culture is a rich blend of practices, customs, and values passed down through generations. It is a way of life shaped by the creativity and resourcefulness of the people who live here. From food to music, community to self-sufficiency, the spirit of Appalachia has deeply influenced who I am and how I see the world. Though many from the older generations have passed on, my cousins, siblings and I now carry the responsibility of preserving the essence of Appalachian culture in our families.
Food: More Than Just Meals
One of the most defining aspects of Appalachian life is its food—the crops we grow, the animals we raise, and the way we prepare it. Food in Appalachia isn’t just about nourishment; it’s a reflection of the resourcefulness that thrives here. Preserving food is not only a time-honored tradition but a vital part of life that has been perfected over generations.
Canning vegetables from the garden, curing meats like bacon and ham, or pickling to enjoy in the winter—all of these practices are reflections of ingenuity passed down through time. Meals are often centered around what can be raised or grown nearby—beans, cornbread, potatoes, and pork. A typical Sunday meal could feature a roast with vegetables from the backyard, served alongside biscuits and homemade preserves. These meals are not just food; they celebrate the hard work and care put into every step of their preparation.
In our family, we also have a tradition that’s less openly discussed but just as important. My daddy made moonshine. Born out of necessity during tough times, when money was scarce, it was never openly talked about but was part of our family’s story. He made moonshine to help us get through hard winters. Although it was illegal, it was a way for us to provide for ourselves when the world outside didn’t seem to care about people like us. It was a quiet, but powerful act of survival, reflecting the spirit of doing what it takes to get by.
Music: A Reflection of Life’s Story
Appalachian music, too, tells the story of its people. With roots in the folk traditions of Scots-Irish settlers, the music of this region is rich in history. It’s not something merely heard on a jukebox or the radio—it comes from the heart. The distinctive sounds of fiddles, banjos, and guitars echo through the mountains, and the lyrics often tell stories of love, hardship, and the beauty of the land.
Music in Appalachia isn’t just for performances—it’s part of everyday life. It’s heard in living rooms, around campfires, and at community gatherings. People here don’t just listen to music—they play it, sing it, and live it. I grew up with music in my blood, whether it was my grandparents strumming guitars on the porch or cousins gathering for a jam session. Music is one of the ways we share our stories, bond with one another, and preserve our history.
Community: A Bond Like No Other
In Appalachia, community is more than just a group of people living nearby—it’s family. We look out for one another, whether it’s helping carry a heavy load or bringing food to a neighbor in need. The spirit of mutual support runs deep, and it’s something I cherish about life here. It’s about showing up for one another, knowing that others will do the same when the time comes.
Even as the older generation has passed, the bonds of family and togetherness remain strong. My cousins and I continue to carry on that sense of connection, working together to preserve our traditions. We are committed to passing down the stories and values that shaped our grandparents’ lives to the younger generations.
Raising Our Own: Independence and Hard Work
Self-sufficiency has always been a core part of Appalachian life. Growing up, I watched my family grow food, raise animals, and do whatever was necessary to stay independent. We learned how to plant gardens, milk cows, and raise chickens. It wasn’t just a hobby—it was a way of life. Hard work was essential to surviving through the year, and we always respected the effort that went into providing for ourselves.
In an age when convenience is king, it’s easy to forget the value of doing things for yourself. But there’s something deeply satisfying in knowing how to take care of your own needs, whether it’s canning vegetables, mending a fence, or preserving meat for the winter. These skills are foundational to how we’ve lived for generations and remain vital to our identity.
The Strength of the Appalachian Spirit
When I think about what defines Appalachian culture, I think of the people—their strength, determination, and pride in their heritage. Life in these mountains isn’t always easy. Winters can sometimes be harsh, and the land can be unforgiving. Yet the people of Appalachia have always found ways to survive and thrive. It’s not about seeking attention or recognition; it’s about doing what needs to be done and taking care of each other.
As I work to preserve these traditions, I’m reminded that the strength of this culture lies in its simplicity. It’s in the way we grow our food, play our music, build our communities, and care for one another. It’s not glamorous, but it’s real, and it’s worth preserving.
Though much has changed in the world, the values of Appalachian culture remain constant. For me, it’s about honoring the past, embracing the present, and ensuring that future generations understand and appreciate the strength that comes from hard work, tradition, and community and the blood that runs through their veins. We may not have all the answers, but the lessons passed down through the years will always guide us forward.
For those of us who grew up here, it’s up to us to keep these traditions alive. Whether it means teaching younger generations how to grow their own food, strumming a guitar on the porch, or simply offering a helping hand to a neighbor, we can ensure that Appalachian culture continues to be a meaningful part of our lives for years to come. And for me, it also means honoring my daddy’s moonshine-making legacy—reminding others that sometimes, survival takes many forms, and the strength of this place runs deeper than anyone can imagine.
-Tim Carmichael

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