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<blockquote data-quote="Ouachita" data-source="post: 1766663" data-attributes="member: 16802"><p>The Castleberry's moved here in 1969 from somewhere up north. At the time, they were my grandparents closest neighbors. They were friendly with each other, but never friends, probably because they weren't from here.</p><p></p><p>Fred and Edna were mean and everyone knew it. They had a perpetual angry face and negativity was the norm.</p><p></p><p>Fred planted a peach orchard and by the time we moved onto the place between them and my grandparents in 1983, it was a pay to pick, by the bushel.</p><p></p><p>I'd go with mom and help her pick the peaches. Edna insisted we use her 1/4 bushel baskets; just bring 'em back for the next pickin'. This went on for a couple seasons until dad observed that the basket was less than a 1/4" bushel.</p><p></p><p>One night my best friend and I raided the orchard and took free peaches to all the blue haired ladies in the neighborhood that had been short changed. Somebody told on us and we had to mow Fred and Edna's yard for the rest of the summer. Edna was a bitty, and Fred was just an angry old man.</p><p></p><p>Although it wasn't planned, that fall same friend and I were hunting and took a shortcut across the backside of Castleberry's place. We stole two mallard duck decoys from his pond.</p><p></p><p>Fast forward. I grew up and bought the land between Castleberry and forest service in 1996. About year 2005 Edna died. Then, January 2010 we had a severe cold spell.</p><p></p><p>Me and my kids went to check on old man Castleberry. Helped him get firewood up and cleaned the carburetor on his generator. This was the beginning of a new relationship that would last until he died about 5 years ago.</p><p></p><p>Turns out he was one of the kindest men I've known. I still had the duck decoys, so I took them over to him and apologized for taking them in an act of defiance. Don't think I've seen another man laugh and cry like that.</p><p></p><p>I still have the ducks.</p><p></p><p>Partly related to this; they had a peach orchard, but Edna always brought a persimmon pie to the RVFD pie/cake auction. They were great and brought the best money, but nothing ever made her smile.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ouachita, post: 1766663, member: 16802"] The Castleberry's moved here in 1969 from somewhere up north. At the time, they were my grandparents closest neighbors. They were friendly with each other, but never friends, probably because they weren't from here. Fred and Edna were mean and everyone knew it. They had a perpetual angry face and negativity was the norm. Fred planted a peach orchard and by the time we moved onto the place between them and my grandparents in 1983, it was a pay to pick, by the bushel. I'd go with mom and help her pick the peaches. Edna insisted we use her 1/4 bushel baskets; just bring 'em back for the next pickin'. This went on for a couple seasons until dad observed that the basket was less than a 1/4" bushel. One night my best friend and I raided the orchard and took free peaches to all the blue haired ladies in the neighborhood that had been short changed. Somebody told on us and we had to mow Fred and Edna's yard for the rest of the summer. Edna was a bitty, and Fred was just an angry old man. Although it wasn't planned, that fall same friend and I were hunting and took a shortcut across the backside of Castleberry's place. We stole two mallard duck decoys from his pond. Fast forward. I grew up and bought the land between Castleberry and forest service in 1996. About year 2005 Edna died. Then, January 2010 we had a severe cold spell. Me and my kids went to check on old man Castleberry. Helped him get firewood up and cleaned the carburetor on his generator. This was the beginning of a new relationship that would last until he died about 5 years ago. Turns out he was one of the kindest men I've known. I still had the duck decoys, so I took them over to him and apologized for taking them in an act of defiance. Don't think I've seen another man laugh and cry like that. I still have the ducks. Partly related to this; they had a peach orchard, but Edna always brought a persimmon pie to the RVFD pie/cake auction. They were great and brought the best money, but nothing ever made her smile. [/QUOTE]
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