Whoa Steve...don't you know it's impolite to ask a lady her age?? Guess you already know mine so you didn't have to question my rememberances. I go back to the days when I used a kerosene light to do my homwork, had ice delivered for the icebox & you'd get a clear plastic bag with white butter in it with a little red dot about size of small marble. You'd squish the bag around & around in your hands until the dot broke & all the white was yellow...then you had butter. Sorry, I don't go back as far as the butter churning. Jackie in California [email protected]