Growing Up Country, It Aint What You Think!

Well, my dear Sherry, I love hearing about "the country" anyway.  As you said we all have some set of unique childhood circumstances.  Some good; some not.  Yes I grew up in the city so my times in the so-called "country" were big fun.  It was actually fun to pick corn right off the stalk.  We picked so many string beans that it would take an afternoon to prepare and cook them. We would slice fresh tomoto and cucumber for salads   Yes the sun was so hot that your skin felt like it was frying.  I loved fish'n with my uncle on the Chesapeake Bay.  Sometime we would pull up that Norfolk Spot two at a time. We learned to catch crabs with a chicken bone on a string, a net and a basket.  By the end of the day, we would steam ‘em and have a crab feast.  After eating, we ate home-made ice cream.   You know, the kind that you make with cream, ice and salt. You had to turn the crank about a million times to make it smooth.  You see, we had more money than some but not as much as others.  Don't spend a lot of time thinking about the other side of the fence. To me we were rich beyond measure

I like remembering that stuff because what stands out for me was the love that I shared with my family.  No matter where you come from, your family experiences are  your foundation.  I can tell from the way you handle your MS that your foundation is strong.  I hope that when the blue bug comes that your foundation and your faith will see you through.  It's nice to remember with you.

When I first spent a summer in Tennessee, I would amazed at how gigantic the various bugs were.  I had never seen such creatures back in Oklahoma.  Your description of the flies is great.

Just think of all that great fresh food which was available from the fields.  I hope that you guys got to enjoy some of it before it was time to go back to the city.  Now you've made me hungry for some fresh corn.