Grandma would tell us everyone should share, and think kindly of others, and not store away more than one needed. This was a lesson we learned early in life from grandma, who had a heart of gold. When the fowl would be killed, grandma would let us pick off the feathers unto a newspaper on the floor. Our treat would always be a delicious chicken dinner, with plum

pudding for dessert. The fall hunting season was a time when Uncle Fred and his

friends would spend long hours down on the farm pond. They, being great hunters, never came back empty handed. With no modern conveniences in those days, farmers had to struggle through tough times. Outdoor pumps or wells were used to water the live stalk. It was carried in large galvanized buckets to

the barns and into the houses. Laundry was done in big oversized tubs, by the sweat of the

brow, and was backbreaking labor. The white clothes would be boiled on the stove, with homemade soap to keep them white. They would then be hung outdoors all day in the sun. In the winter the clothes would freeze stiff. Then they would be taken indoors to thaw out, and with the old flat irons heating on the

stove, they would be pressed until they were completely dry. Grandma, being a man’s tailor, was able to make all the family

clothing. With bleached flour bags, she would make pretty dresses and bloomers for the girls. She would knit long ribbed stockings that were held up with home made elastic garters. Many times she would send us with wool socks and mitts she

had knit, to children of families, where no knitting was done. When we remember grandma, we see her surrounded by her

sheep, and having a difficult time to get in the house without

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