Wednesday, January 17, 2018
Streaming at the Barn
Thanks for all the sweet comments about my post regarding the barn the other day. I thought I might do a short Stream about growing up on the farm.
1. My parents bought this 40 acre farm in December of 1954. I believe Mother told me that they paid $2000. The house and the barn were built in the 1920s.
2. One of my first memories of life on the farm is my dog, Cindy. She was a collie and I loved her.
3. My daddy had a great aunt named Miranda Magnolia Tankersley. Yes that was her name!! She went by Nolie. ( No Lee) She was renowned in our family for her gift of gab. Daddy said I took after her...I loved to talk. I passed that gift on to my son, Charles. Amelia says the two of us could talk to anyone about anything.
4. Another early memory I have is following Daddy to the barn....probably talking the whole way.
5. We had a horse named Tony. My mother has a picture of me astride Tony when I was about two.
6. One thing about growing up on a farm, there is never a Day Off. My daddy worked a hard full time job then came home and milked his cow, plowed the garden or burned brush. I can remember helping Daddy by dragging brush to the burn pile. Daddy was particular about what he would let us girls help out with on the farm. He did not use us as hired hands and protected us from some of the unsavory parts of farm life. We knew our meat came from some of the animals on the farm but it was rather nebulous to us as how it got from the barn to the table.
7. My mother was always busy. There were no dishwashers, except us girls. When I was a girl we still had a wringer washing machine on the back porch. All the laundry was hung on the line. When we got a washer and dryer it was a big day on the farm. Mother sewed all our clothes, even pajamas. She put up enough food to feed us through the winter. And she taught each of us girls how to cook, clean and take care of ourselves.
8 Our social life revolved around our extended family and our church. We went to VBS in the summer and we looked forward to the Christmas program at church on the Sunday before Christmas. Our cousins were our first best friends. Our grandparents were a part of our everyday life and we were blessed with great aunts and uncles as well as one set of great grandparents.
I am thankful for many happy memories of growing up in a simple time and place.