Leroy recalls cold days, hog killing time
Thanksgiving Day. My, how so many things have changed in my 83 years.
As a youngster, living in Sweetwater during the Great Depression — Thanksgiving always meant “hog killing” time. I can never remember when the weather wasn’t cold enough.
I won’t go into detail about “hog killing” day but some of your older readers will remember those cold, winter days — lots of time — snow.
The day after, we boys: Alvie, me, Bill and Kenneth would go rabbit hunting — other meat for the table.
Looking back, I don’t have a clue how our proud parents reared us all — most people lived in rural communities back then.
We have just had another election in our great country and all was peaceful, unlike so many other countries.
On another subject: our fine Veteran’s Service Officer, Nathan Weinbaum, would like an 8 x 10 photograph of all veterans taken during basic training, boot camp, etc. He has started posting those photos on the wall of his office and they will be there forever.
I don’t want to get into my normal ramblin’, so I will close hoping all appreciate Thanksgiving Day in our great America.
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