I among men most richly blessed … just need to remind myself occasionally.
Think back 10 days to a couple of weeks ago, when we walked outside, could hear a crackling sound, grass brown and little hope of it changing. Then a few showers and all around, the grass is green, all over again … beautiful sight.
Still hot weather, think back as a youngster harvesting the crops, primary money crop was tobacco … cropping … with usually 2 or 3 others, hot, hot, hot … a mule and drag. … When the drag was loaded, it was delivered to the tobacco barn where the ladies would ‘string’ it up and mostly males would hang it in the barns to be ‘cured’ … not exclusively males, occasionally the females would assist. Now that was hot…
I think of those days often, think of those laboring outside today, this week, every week, temps in the 90s, sun bearing down. I am blessed. I have some on-the-job training … but thank goodness, those days are only memories. Heck, I would ‘monkey’ today. … For those who never had that happen, it means being too hot and pass-out. Wake up with someone pouring cold water on you and asking if your are OK…
Today, machinery has replaced all that type work … youngsters never have that experience…
All the confusion in Washington … like children, calling one another names … both political parties. … Why can’t they just get-a-long? There is work to be done. So, what’s new?
“It’s hard to be nostalgic, when you can’t remember anything.” Anonymous
“Hindsight is always twenty-twenty.” Billy Wilder
“I find that the further I go back, the better things were, whether they happened or not.” Mark Twain
robert g hester
rgh4612@gmail.com
910-876-2322
About Author
