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cherokeepatti · 61-69, F
the one I remember is sitting around the kitchen table during harvest time on the farm…fried chicken, mashed potatoes, cream gravy, green beans, green onions, yeast rolls, coconut cream pie, and tea. Everything was homemade starting right after the kitchen dishes were cleaned up after breakfast. I helped pluck the chicken my aunt butchered, and picked the green beans and snapped them. The table was loaded with food, the farm kitchen smelled better than any restaurant and the neighbors who helped with harvest bragged on everything. Can’t get a meal in a restaurant that fresh and tasty.
sree251 · 41-45, M
@cherokeepatti You remember? Sounds wistful. It must have been a long time ago before you went away to live in the big city.
cherokeepatti · 61-69, F
@sree251 yes, we left the farm when I was 8 years old.
sree251 · 41-45, M
@cherokeepatti Was the farm sold or is it still there and run by the family?
cherokeepatti · 61-69, F
@sree251 It was put up on the auction block, my father was swindling my uncle out of it. He had no money invested in it but did something to cause a swindle.
sree251 · 41-45, M
@cherokeepatti Sorry to hear about that. So, it was your uncle's farm. Sounds like it was a good farm if you drew such a fond memory of your meals there. Farm folks are usually good folks who live close to the earth. Do you have yearnings to go back to life on a farm like the one you left?
cherokeepatti · 61-69, F
@sree251 I have had yearnings all of my life. It was a good life while it lasted. We had really good farm neighbors, they were as good as gold. There was always something fun to do on the farm. People would visit with their children and we’d go to the creek and play or the pond or explore around the farm and show them the animals etc.
sree251 · 41-45, M
@cherokeepatti While it lasted? Sounds grim. Why can't you go back to a farm life? Where was that farm, anyway. I have plans to live on a farm like the one you came from where folks were great neighbors. What kind of farm was it? Did it have chickens and goats or just cornfields?
cherokeepatti · 61-69, F
@sree251 Real estate of farms is not cheap is why. My uncle bought that farm after he was injured on the railroad doing his job. He was injured and one leg was shorter than the other as a result and he couldn’t go back to work on the railroad. He got a settlement of enough money to pay cash for the farm. He had to work to fix up the farmhouse, build a dairy barn and make all kinds of improvements. It was worth much more than what it sold for on the auction block.
cherokeepatti · 61-69, F
@sree251 both
sree251 · 41-45, M
@cherokeepatti Farm life is hard. Farm folks are always struggling to make ends meet.
cherokeepatti · 61-69, F
@sree251 We did OK, weren’t rich but had everything we needed. My uncle was making improvements with the profits and eventually it would have been even better.
sree251 · 41-45, M
@cherokeepatti Do you still visit with your uncle? He sounds like a good man.
cherokeepatti · 61-69, F
@sree251 he was a good man, he died in 1992.
cherokeepatti · 61-69, F
@sree251 it was 30 years ago.