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"Happiness is an attitude. We either make ourselves miserable, or happy. The amount of work is the same."~~~Francesca Reigler

Wednesday, May 26

We are all story tellers. When we talk to each other we are telling stories even though we don't realize it. We all have family members that do funny or crazy things that are worth telling. From the most intelligent family members to the craziest ones there is always a story to tell. My childhood was full of people that influenced what I am today. Milking cows, killing pigs, and picking cotton part of many things that we had to do as children. We were taken in by our grandparents, so we lived the era in which they had lived. To them hard work made up for anything that you did or that went wrong. Which is part of me today. Get up go to work everyday. It is simple. As life goes on I see this could help so many people today.

Gardening was also a huge part of everyday life. We planted, gathered and preserved for the future. Each year my grandmother had us do this as if the next year there would not be an abundance.I started my stories intending on starting at the beginning. I really haven't done that, one story would make me think of another that was not in order. The people may be the reason.

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Shade Tree Mechanics

Shade Tree Mechanics
Working on a car can be dangerous. The car can fall if it is jacked up and fall. With daddy working on anything seemed as if fire was the main danger. Grandmother's house had not been built back long after their fire. We were living in a new brick house, which I thought was a mansion. I drive by there now and am amazed at how small it seems. That night he had pulled the navy blue Dodge Dart he was driving at the time beside the carport. I always got really worried when he tried to do something drunk. He had to, just had to get the car fixed, to go visit Parker. Parker was the local bootlegger. One of the local bootleggers. Lauderdale County was dry. Traveling to Pulaski was really not an option, considering the not so reliable car Daddy had. I could see out the kitchen door as he stood under the hood messing with the breather on the top of the engine. He took it off and was pouring gas into the carburetor. The next thing I knew flames were coming from under the hood of the car. Forget there being an easy way to put the fire out. There was not a water hose hooked up. It was before fire extinguishers were standard in homes. Dirt was the answer at that moment. I saw the fire and him getting sand from the pile that was left in front of the house from the building back of Grandmothers house. The fire was finally put out, but the car was in need of more repairs than before he started.

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