Saturday morning started early in my house... You got up around 5 or 5:30 (I still do to this day.. My bride from Long Island NY doesn't understand it.. But that's another thread for another day.) ...You feed and tended the livestock (we had chickens, rabbits and for a while, a goat)... then you came in and had breakfast AS A FAMILY. Daddy would have index cards each with a needed household chore on it... "Pick a card, ANY card!"
he would say to me and my 2 brothers. IF you had done that particular chore the week before you got to choose another card or trade with someone (didn't want to burn out on the same work week after week...) Then you went out and got to it... Tending crops (small supplemental gardening... My Daddy was an SBI agent by trade and Momma was a teacher)... Chopping wood, mowing grass and landscaping, washing the cars tractor or truck, etc etc.... Lunch was usually at the local farm supply counter... a fresh hotdog or hamburger, GLASS
bottle of soda and either a bag of chips or peanuts... Maybe a Moonpie if you had the $$ from your allowance.... All for $1.25..... If we finished early (and we usually did) we spent the late afternoon fishing our pond, dirt biking or target shooting... then tend the animals again before going inside and washing up for supper (that's Southern Rural for "dinner" the late evening meal). My favorite was Momma's country fried stake with mashed sweet potatos and stringbeans.
After the dishes were done and everything put away we'd settle in and what would be on at 7:00 ???? That's right... Hee Haw !!! I remember going headlong into adolescence and dreaming about chasing those girls though those cornfields!!! ...OH and there was some great music on there too;
Those people became like family to me.... Then we'd watch (when it was on..) the Mary Tyler Moore show.... .followed by the Bob Newhart Show.... and then the Carroll Burnett Show.
Wonderful, wonderful memories. I live in the suburbs now... Daddy is gone as is the family land (sold to developers)... Momma retired to a condo on the NC coast... Brothers moved to follow school, work, their own families' needs.... can't wait for my son to move on to college, military... me & the wife to retire... Then sell this place-on-a-postage stamp
and move West to the Mountains. I want a rural existence again and to feel that self-reliance and fresh plowed field smell once more!!! ...and the first thing I'm gonna buy (after a tractor) is every episode of Hee Haw on DVD I can get !!!!