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<blockquote data-quote="Ryder" data-source="post: 332551" data-attributes="member: 663"><p>I'm not bored either. Helps to know that I'm not the only one to remember how things were. </p><p></p><p>My daddy's main man was Hemmie aka Bear. My mother said if Daddy hadn't been white and Hemmie black she would have thought they were brothers as close as they were.</p><p></p><p>Hemmie wasn't full time. He was hired when an extra hand was needed. He lived 4 or 5 miles away by road and maybe half that through the woods. </p><p>He couldn't drive and one of us would go pick him up and take him home. Some cold winter mornings he wouldn't wait for us to come get him. He would walk through the woods through high wet grass and show up just a little after daylight and just pitch in helping finish milking, cleaning the lot, and whatever.</p><p></p><p>My mother would fix eggs, grits, biscuits and butter, bacon, syrup, and cream for breakfast. So he would come early so he could have breakfast WITH us.</p><p></p><p>Hemmie was never known to be sick. My mother asked him how he stayed so healthy. He said he drank a little beer, made a tea out of some kind of root if he had an upset stomach or felt he was coming down with something, and that he got on his knees and talked to the Lord every night.</p><p></p><p>I miss those days.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ryder, post: 332551, member: 663"] I'm not bored either. Helps to know that I'm not the only one to remember how things were. My daddy's main man was Hemmie aka Bear. My mother said if Daddy hadn't been white and Hemmie black she would have thought they were brothers as close as they were. Hemmie wasn't full time. He was hired when an extra hand was needed. He lived 4 or 5 miles away by road and maybe half that through the woods. He couldn't drive and one of us would go pick him up and take him home. Some cold winter mornings he wouldn't wait for us to come get him. He would walk through the woods through high wet grass and show up just a little after daylight and just pitch in helping finish milking, cleaning the lot, and whatever. My mother would fix eggs, grits, biscuits and butter, bacon, syrup, and cream for breakfast. So he would come early so he could have breakfast WITH us. Hemmie was never known to be sick. My mother asked him how he stayed so healthy. He said he drank a little beer, made a tea out of some kind of root if he had an upset stomach or felt he was coming down with something, and that he got on his knees and talked to the Lord every night. I miss those days. [/QUOTE]
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