4 All Old Folks around the Globe a short interlude as Part 7 about pumpkins, yams, soil potatoes and corn on the cob before Part 8 and what will follow on that.

Sunday, 06 May 2018

I can, and I am sure there are still many other Golden Oldies who remember when we planted and harvested our own food in the backyard.

We had yams year round; the pumpkins were left until the plants were all dead and gone and then we stored the pumpkins on the corrugated iron sheet roof or under the back awnings [pumpkin pie and sweet pumpkin year round, better food than in any Trump Castle or Tower] when the onions were left in the soil until the plants dried out and then hung up under the awning; how good was the corn, eaten raw straight from the stalk when young; enough to get dry to be stored with the onions and the pumpkin under the awning; so hard by then outside that you had to open them with the large meat cleaver, then boil them till soft before Mom would add the dark brown sugar by the cup full.  Oh, I can go on and on.

We never used fertilizers in the garden; all fruit and veggie roots and peels, dry leaves, weeds, and chicken and cow manure did that.  I don’t use any worm or insect sprays in my place or in my outside soil; when I asked my wife to leave my house I chucked all insecticides and sprays out with her.  Yes, I swat flies and mosquitoes inside my dwelling [and I am deadly with a swatter] but I don’t kill them outside the house, nor any garden worms, flies or garden ants outside; some little worms like my sweet potatoes [yams as some call them] but I don’t kill the little worm.  I cut the piece out where he sits and put the piece with the worm back into the soil.

You know what this World will be without worms and cockroaches?  You know what will happen to you without them?  What?  You wanna tell me you don’t like them?  I don’t understand you because they keep my place clean and don’t charge me one penny for doing it for me.

They are the creatures of God in whom I trust.  I am 78 years old any day now; no aches or pains, just the darn eye and that is why I cancelled my Hospital Plan after an ophthalmologist messed up the one because I allowed him to do it because the Hospital Plan paid him to do it.

I believe very little about modern Science; very, very little indeed and I don’t care whether you agree or not.  In God I trust and will do so until I die.

It’s getting later and it is now Sunday night.  The Lord is resting and I am going to bed now; tomorrow is the eighth day and we must get on with that in Part 8.

ke Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

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One Response to “4 All Old Folks around the Globe a short interlude as Part 7 about pumpkins, yams, soil potatoes and corn on the cob before Part 8 and what will follow on that.”

  1. Ike Jakson Says:

    Dedicated to NEO, the Man from Nebraska, and Jay from North Carolina

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