Countryside & Small Stock Journal, July 1st, 2005
My first job on our farm required taking a drink of water at 3:00 p.m. to my father who plowed in the field. It was one of the most pleasant jobs I have ever experienced. I would follow in a furrow behind the plow and feel the cool, moist soil on my bare feet. By the time I started school I was graduated to cotton chopping, or as it was often called, "swing the gooseneck." I worked alone when my brothers ran cultivators. The tender plants, two or three inches high, were thinned to the width of your hoe. I enjoyed working with others because someone would sing or start an interesting conversat...
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