Buffalo Gal
Autor Perry Poseyen Limba Engleză Paperback – 26 feb 2020
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9781952244384
ISBN-10: 1952244382
Pagini: 484
Dimensiuni: 140 x 216 x 26 mm
Greutate: 0.55 kg
Editura: Rustik Haws LLC
ISBN-10: 1952244382
Pagini: 484
Dimensiuni: 140 x 216 x 26 mm
Greutate: 0.55 kg
Editura: Rustik Haws LLC
Notă biografică
Born in Douglas County, State of Missouri, on an 80 Acre Farm about 12-miles from Ava Mo. 4-mile one way to Goodhope School. 3 miles one way to the nearest grocery store. Born in a log cabin on May-5-1936 to Everett and Carrie (Stillings) Posey. A wonderful childhood life. No toys, but- milk cows, butter, chickens and eggs, hogs ham and bacon, big gardens, for all of our vegetables. I do remember so very well-You had better plant it, can it, or grow it. Or you would go hungry. It didn't take much math to figure that out. When I first got out of school at the age of about 14- then started working like a man, not real heavy work, but a young man's work, like cutting fire wood, plowing the garden with two horses. Doing all the farm chores, well that was the way of life. We were poor, but didn't know it, we were like our neighbors, and didn't know a better life. In our home with a good Christian Dad and Mom. We never missed a meal, on got real cold in the winter. It was Church every Sunday, Revival meetings, Bible School, County Fair, and Music Parties ever Saturday night at our house or over the hill to the neighbor's house. I'll never forget this! Some men and women couldn't read or write, but could memorize a song, sing it, and play most all of the musical instruments, and where the musical instruments, and where the musical instruments came from! I'll never know. Neighbor's helping neighbor's Babies? old ages, sickness, death, dough, house or barn fire, a neighbor was there to help. When I was a very young man, my Dad would say to me, get the pick and shove; we have a grave to dig today. And if you had too many beans and was out of onions, you checked around with neighbors, and done a little trading. I have to be very thankful about this. Mom and Dad didn't fight. I never heard a curse word in our home. The word of divorce, alcohol, drugs wasn't a household word. Life is a Journey; we don't all take the same path. Let us keep helping our fellow man. To You with Love and Respect. Perry Posey