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High Springs, Florida | My Uncle George lived to be 96. I kick myself for not recording some of our conversations. He had some really neat stories about the depression. This last economic bump we went through was nothing compared to that.
How many kids now days have quit school in the eighth grade, to go to work to pay property taxes on the family farm, so they wouldn't loose it? He got a job working for a logger. His lunch was a few potatoes that they threw on the fire out in the woods.
My Great grandfather had fallen ill, and the boys had to take care of his responsibilities.
Funny thing, Uncle George said that he never made it to $10 an hour, yet he retired and lived quite well. Always had a new pickup, and a nice collection of tractors and farm equipment. | |
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