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Nevada, Iowa | Absotively, posilutely!
As children, we grew up with one milk cow on the farm. Dad never had any desire to dairy, that I knew of, but we always had our own milk and sold a little too. I never lost the taste for it. We drink skim today but I still miss the richer stuff. Dad always referred to it as moo juice and that has always stayed put in my mind as well. There were some downsides to that old Holstein but good milk and cream wasn't part of the negatives. I think that not having to buy milk for us brats and the sale of the surplus plus the sale of eggs, probably bought the rest of the needed groceries some weeks. Times were a lot leaner back then. | |
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