Why I caint deal with the city.........................Plainly Spoken  

xxxhandyman4u2 56M
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1/26/2006 10:03 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Why I caint deal with the city.........................Plainly Spoken


hell i think i'll get a 1/4 cow this weekend....
i can get just about anything through my network.....I caint find no good slab bacon though...ya know the real bacon....the kind ya never see in stores....it'll keep without refridgeratin......just good ole hickory smoked bacon,the guy who I used to get it from died.....We'd swap him and me ....some beef for the bacon... I'd get a half or a whole and trade it all around...sell off what i couldnt keep or trade....make some big cash thet way...and if bacons cured right ya dont have to refrig it ....jest nail it to the wall and slice off what ya need...it wont spoil....but not store bought....it'll turn iff'n ya look at it wrong...hell yeah... homemade dun right hell yeah....and fresh kilt chickens ...killem pluck em pack em in salt over night in the spring house in a crock....rinse em off in the morning and let them bake all day....skin cooks right off if ya cook em right low and slow.....for pluckin i use gloves....those blue kind with sandy texture...
cow milkin is about the worst...cows stomp on ye and shit on ye and are just ornery critters in my book....
we had rangey birds the only ones left alive were faster than the cats...grandad said if they couldnt out run the cats well the cats had to eat too....ya outa seen momma cat train her young to hunt they went after an old rooster...her and about six kits.....boy ....he got away but those kits never went after him again...he lost some feathers and some pride....but he died of old age.... one of my uncles used to tease that rooster....imitatin a hen ....thet rooster would chase him across the yard and into the kitchen.... then wait fer him to come out...thet rooster was goin ta put a hurtin on uncle tom,but tom was always faster..
Grandma would just laugh her ass off...
and if ya had company you would just kill another chicken...people would stop in (no doorbell just stomp your feet) and say whats fer dinner and she would tell em to fetch another chicken....city folks would about shit when they saw it was still alive....
I had to fight some of those hens who hid the eggs...not a fair fight when yer five....if one of them injured me ...
i went to the house came back with a 22 and chicken dinner....one day grandma heard six shots in the hen house and i didnt have to go for eggs for a while ...every shot was another chicken...she was pissed....only problem was i shot all the broody ones and it took a while to bring the flock back....ya gotta figure there werent no electric out at the hen house....or we could have incubated them.....all the milk had to be brought to the spring house or it wouldnt keep... i miss having real cream...you outa seen the gadget my pap rigged up to make butter...
it was like a crossarm thet was spun with a gas engine....big one gallon jars on the ends....
instant butter in I dont know like minutes...
and fresh butter milk....and cottage cheese.....i laugh at the store when they say large curd....we eat some and make farmers cheese with the rest.....
you outa seen the bee tree....pap didnt keep no bees...
but there was this big ole oak with a lotta bees in it....they smoked em out and collected the honey combs fresh....put em in mason jars...
then grandma made milk and honey bread....funny thing was she didnt spin the honey outa the comb
...she made her bread comb honey and all...made real good french toast...we always tapped the maple trees in spring for makin syrup and sugar...
and the farm is long gone now ....
pap didnt own it he just rented it...
around here all the old farms are goin to developements.....big houses and little yards...no gardens.... main reason i caint stand to build houses any more.....especially where i used to hunt..... if ye get on google and look at the maps ....then look at the satellite ....we're growin houses all over pa.... soon there wont be any trees here.....
the springs are dryin up and the land is dying...
I know all the springs around....they been here longer than white folks...if there are three safe to drink from i'll eat my hat....

All of this Just tells me, We might have been cash poor but the experience made us rich beyond dreams....I wouldnt trade the above experiences for millions of dollars....the farm i was referring to wasnt back in the sticks ...It stood on rt 885 right outside of clairton pa....
I'm not goin to try and pretty this up any ....
It would lose everything if removed from Plain speak....

rm_DarknStar 55F
2823 posts
1/27/2006 6:53 am

YEPPERS, you know how I feel on all this! FARMS and Farmers will never be the same, like in the olden days! OH how I miss the olden days on the farm. When nothing went to waste!...


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