Well, I am back finally. I guess you see I have changed the name of my blog. I thought since it was going to be about my memories, it needed an appropriate name.
Now for the other time and nail. Sometime later than the first nail, (have no idea how old I was) I was playing or just in the barn, don't remember really, but I stepped on a rusty nail and of course I was barefoot so it went in the bottom of my foot. Well this time I did go to a doctor and got the first tetanus shot of my life I guess. I bet there was squalling and hollering going on this time too!!! LOL!
We had cows, pigs and chickens running around in their pens. They were all fun to watch, especially when they had chicks, piglets, and calves. The young ones were so pretty and like all animals they are sweet. But like human beings they grow up and look and act just like the old ones.
I remember trying to learn to milk the cow. Momma would sit on a little stool and she just could make the milk stream out of that cow!!!! The bucket would be full in no time at all. I guess I was too young, but I had to try to milk that cow!! I was really a little (lot) scared of her. She would swish her old long hard tail around knocking flies off her back and if you weren't watching, that old tail would hit you!!! Ouch! It would hurt.But no matter how hard I pulled on that teat, not a drop of milk could I get to drop into the bucket!!!! I think I was probably a third grader, so I probably was not big enough to do it. But, my Bill says that was no excuse cause he was milking cows way before he was that old. But anyway, I never did learn how to milk a cow.
We had a good time living on the farm though. We went to Fleeta School just a few miles up the road. I remember when I was in the first grade, I went into the cloak room for some reason. Anyway an old yellow jacket stung me on my finger!!! Man, you never heard such carrying on!! They finally got my Daddy to come to school to try to calm me down. That was the worse pain I ever could imagine. Well, Daddy chewed tobacco, so he put a wad of it on my finger to stop the pain. I don't remember if I went home with him or if I stayed at school. I just remember they could calm me down until Daddy came,
I remember that Wayne, me and Juanita had either the measles, chicken pox, or mumps all at one time, might have been all three at three different times. I remember Momma had us all in one bed to make it easier for her to take care of us. I think we all might have had sore eyes at the same time too, or at the very least one right behind the other. Those were the days!!! Poor Momma, three sick kids at once. But I don't remember her ever complaining about taking care of us.
Well, enough for this time.....
Y'all come back now,ya hear?
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