I have 3 girls, 1 son. Which isn't bad considering odds where stacked against me from birth. My youngest was barely 5 lbs when she was born. We called it quits and appreciated our blessings. My kiddos range from 28 to 11 now. Also have two grandsons, so far. Yes, Potatoes, and cabbage go a long way. Nothing is wasted. Roughage goes in the garden or becomes stock. These things were not taught to me, and we're learned through trial and error from our own personal collapse. We were shopping in the basement and husband did car repairs in exchange for food or cost of utility bill for a year and a half. My children will know these things. Thank you for sharing. Hard times aren't ideal but it sure is nice, when everything you learned helps more than money in the long run. I'm still learning. Again, thank you for sharing. 🙏 Goals aren't in fruit yet, but we are working on it.
To feed, cloth, and house us, my Dad worked at Tastykake factory for years on different shifts. He also drove a beer truck on Saturday for the Gallagher Brothers in Germantown/Mt. Airy. And he caddied two 18 hole rounds for rich guys at the Cedarbrook Country Club on Sunday. He was also very high IQ but had to leave school in the 10th grade to support his siblings.
My Mom went back to work after her last child was born and worked for years.
I can still see her soaking her feet in Epsom Salts.
She worked as a waitress because she could be home when we got home from school and always had cash to buy food.
Her father died when she was 14 in the Baltimore tunnel. He was a guy who worked his way up at A&P from clerk to be a VP. He was self conscious about his lack of a college degree as all the other VP’s went to Yale.
He had this wonderful complete collection of Dicken’s and the Harvard Business Courses from the 1930’s. I make my living as a technical writer due to the Nuns English classes and having studied those Harvard classics.
My wife grew up on an orchard in West Virginia. Unbelievably hard. Her family is the best. They have given 12 generations to this country as soldiers and orchardmen. There are so many out there like them who are not going to surrender to the commies.
Nor will I.
Once when she picked me up from the U of Penn, she had me stop at the Wissahickon Park. She led me to a cave with a plaque from 1630 describing a family that lived there when they first came to America.
“See that cave, Bruce? Your ancestors lived there once. And if things get bad, you may have to live in a cave again.”
I think about that with these current threats and know she was trying to get me ready.
You have a beautiful family.
I have 3 girls, 1 son. Which isn't bad considering odds where stacked against me from birth. My youngest was barely 5 lbs when she was born. We called it quits and appreciated our blessings. My kiddos range from 28 to 11 now. Also have two grandsons, so far. Yes, Potatoes, and cabbage go a long way. Nothing is wasted. Roughage goes in the garden or becomes stock. These things were not taught to me, and we're learned through trial and error from our own personal collapse. We were shopping in the basement and husband did car repairs in exchange for food or cost of utility bill for a year and a half. My children will know these things. Thank you for sharing. Hard times aren't ideal but it sure is nice, when everything you learned helps more than money in the long run. I'm still learning. Again, thank you for sharing. 🙏 Goals aren't in fruit yet, but we are working on it.
God/Family/Country.
To feed, cloth, and house us, my Dad worked at Tastykake factory for years on different shifts. He also drove a beer truck on Saturday for the Gallagher Brothers in Germantown/Mt. Airy. And he caddied two 18 hole rounds for rich guys at the Cedarbrook Country Club on Sunday. He was also very high IQ but had to leave school in the 10th grade to support his siblings.
My Mom went back to work after her last child was born and worked for years.
I can still see her soaking her feet in Epsom Salts.
She worked as a waitress because she could be home when we got home from school and always had cash to buy food.
Her father died when she was 14 in the Baltimore tunnel. He was a guy who worked his way up at A&P from clerk to be a VP. He was self conscious about his lack of a college degree as all the other VP’s went to Yale.
He had this wonderful complete collection of Dicken’s and the Harvard Business Courses from the 1930’s. I make my living as a technical writer due to the Nuns English classes and having studied those Harvard classics.
My wife grew up on an orchard in West Virginia. Unbelievably hard. Her family is the best. They have given 12 generations to this country as soldiers and orchardmen. There are so many out there like them who are not going to surrender to the commies.
Nor will I.
Once when she picked me up from the U of Penn, she had me stop at the Wissahickon Park. She led me to a cave with a plaque from 1630 describing a family that lived there when they first came to America.
“See that cave, Bruce? Your ancestors lived there once. And if things get bad, you may have to live in a cave again.”
I think about that with these current threats and know she was trying to get me ready.
Here is a post about my wife’s brother.
https://poetslife.blogspot.com/2012/11/ruggles-orchard.html
🙏💛🙏