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            OK – it’s Friday and we’d better get to it.

 

            I guess this is the first ‘unofficial’ week of Fall – because the day the *real* Autumnal Equinox comes on – according to the Old Farmer’s Almanac is September 22^nd at 11:09 PM – after that you can be looking for the Full Harvest Moon which will arise on the 23^rd day of the month right after the arrival of the Equinox… it will be a Thursday in case you’re not looking at a calendar.

 

            “Harvest Home” is what I see occasionally printed beside that day … and I don’t rightly know just what that signifies although I know it’s something like ‘comin’ home to help with the harvest.  I just remember the wheat harvest in this part of South Carolina… .. the upstate … came a lot earlier in the summer… I’m guessing it would be toward the end of June.

 

            Probably putting the corn for the livestock in the corn crib would come about this time – shelling it and taking some to the mill for corn meal,  And I know harvesting cotton… which was the major cash crop in this area before the long staple cotton raised in TEXAS and California took over that market… cotton pickin’ was done even later in the fall…more like in October I believe… when the plants had matured… and bolls popped open and all the family was mustered out in the field to pick it… haul it to the gin for separating it from the seed and baleing it into those big heavy – 300 lbs or so – burlap enclosed bales that were taken to market or at least to the cotton warehouses where brokers could handle it from there on. 

 

            Most of that I observed from a distance. My folks were the farmers… I was an observer for the most part. But I sort of remember a bit of it. Certainly it was a different day – with different issues and problems and triumphs.  My Mother and her sisters particularly seemed to have had a lot of fun on the farm. There were only two healthy brothers and they came along toward the end of the line…so I guess the older girls in the family of eight kids… they must have had more than enough of the farm chores, milking and churning and pumping or carrying water. But when I heard about it I didn’t hear a LOT of complaining. They just seemed to have had a good time… with crises and illnesses mixed in – not too much different I suppose than today – except the medicines were more … well, basic… and communication, travel and education were all more difficult and hard to come by.  But they all seemed to enjoy the trip – or at least one another’s company.

 

            Maybe I just have too…  ah… distant a view of the early 30’s … which is on the edge of all I can remember.

 

            Hope you have a wonderful weekend and are worshiping where the Lord would have you do so.

 

            Cordially, IN HIM

 

            Jack & Barbara

 

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“JUST A MINUTE”

ALL THAT YOU SAID ABOUT ME – YOU IS TOO!

Just a Minute: -- This week the President, made two campaign style speeches, one in Milwaukee and the other in Cleveland. He definitely signaled his campaign has joined a combative mode. His leaders liked it.

Mr. Obama apparently feels he must put a face on his foe and that face belongs to GOP Minority Leader John Boehner of Ohio (pronounced BAY-ner) – the most likely prospect to succeed Speaker Pelosi. Though the two participate in monthly White House Cabinet meetings – the air is chilly. The most noticeable exchange took place at the White House Correspondent’s Dinner in 2009. The President tries to conceal his smoking habit and Boehner is a smoker too; but commenting on Boehner’s all-season tan noted: “After all we have a lot in common. He [too] is a person of color, although not a color that appears in the natural world.”

Boehner, when questioned on CNN about the President’s joke, said: “As I tell my friends you only tease the ones you love.”

From now ‘till November second I don’t think there’ll be a whole lot of love lost.

¨      I’m Jack Buttram.

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