Verna Mae Slone

What a life lived I'm just discovering. I am looking forward to reading Verna's books. My understanding is that she is a relative of mine through my great grandfather CV (Canvas) Watson. May she be resting in peace.

I would have loved to have met you Verna Mae, we're third cousins, once removed and I'm a writer as well. My mother Doris Elizabeth Hamilton's mother was Alverta Reynolds and her mother was Mary Elizabeth Slone. I've heard all the stories of the hills from my mother and grandmother, but your books really brought them to life for me. I'll see you on the other side dear cousin...

I read What My Heart Wants to Tell many years ago and was deeply touched by it then, and it has resonated strongly throughout my life. To all who knew and loved Verna Mae Slone, I am moved by the certainty of how your lives have been immeasurably blessed. I know mine has been as well, through the timeless beauty of her words. God bless you all, and may Verna Mae Slone's memory be for a blessing.

Even though belated, I offer my symptathies to my cousins Orbin, Losses, Willie and Len. I'm glad that I was able to see her a few years ago and introduce her to her great-great nephews, John Ryan & Kevin James Csontos.
With Love, Reva Gibson Csontos

My thoughts and prayers are with your family. Verna Mae and my brother James Robert Slone did a lot of genealogy work together, in person and by writing letters. He thought the world of her. I had the pleasure of meeting her once a long time ago and was so impressed with the love she showed for the Slone's and for the mountains. I also loved her books, "What My Heart Wants to Tell and Rennie's Way." They were both wonderful books. She will be truly missed. God Bless all of you!
Phyllis...

My condolences to the family. Verna Mae is a relative of mine. I regret that I never got to meet her.
I did read the book "What My Heart Wants To Tell" and I enjoyed it so much.
Love and prayers to the family.
Ailene Cook Rymanowicz

Vernie Mae's boys were my brothers, her thoughts were my thoughts, her husband became my best friend. I spent many days at her house, and ate many meals there. I stll cherish the quilt she made me, and will never forget the entire family. I learned the Mountain way there, learned their music, and continue to be part of the family.
Thank you, and rest in peace!