I have no idea who put this together, but it is wonderful!! Long ago and far away, in a land that time forgot, Before the days of Dylan, or the dawn of Camelot. There lived a race of innocents, and they were you and me, For Ike was in the White House in that land where we were born, Where navels were for oranges, and  Peyton Place was porn. We learned to gut a muffler, we washed our hair at dawn, We spread our crinolines to dry in circles on the lawn.. We longed for love and romance, and waited for our Prince, And Eddie Fisher married Liz, and no one*s seen him since. We danced to *Little Darlin,* and sang to *Stagger Lee* And cried for Buddy Holly in the Land That Made Me, Me. Only girls wore earrings then, and 3 was one too many, And only boys wore flat-top cuts, except for Jean McKinney.  And only in our wildest dreams did we expect to see A boy named George with Lipstick, in the Land That Made Me, Me. We fell for Frankie Avalon, Annette was oh, so nice, And when they made a movie, they never made it twice.. We didn*t have a Star Trek Five, or Psycho Two and Three, Or Rocky-Rambo Twenty in the Land That Made Me, Me. Miss Kitty had a heart of gold, and Chester had a limp, And Reagan was a Democrat whose co-star was a chimp. We had a Mr. Wizard, but not a Mr. T, And Oprah couldn*t talk yet, in the Land That Made Me, Me. We had our share of heroes, we never thought they*d go, At least not Bobby Darin, or Marilyn Monroe. For youth was still eternal, and life was yet to be, And Elvis was forever in the Land That Made Me, Me. We*d never seen the rock band that was Grateful to be Dead, And Airplanes weren*t named Jefferson, and Zeppelins were not Led. And Beatles lived in gardens then, and Monkees lived in trees, Madonna was Mary in the Land That Made Me, Me. We*d never heard of microwaves, or telephones in cars, And babies might be bottle-fed, but they were not grown in jars. And pumping iron got wrinkles out, and *gay* meant fancy-free, And dorms were never co-ed in the Land That Made Me, Me. We hadn*t seen enough of jets to talk about the lag, And microchips were what was left at the bottom of the bag. And hardware was a box of nails, and bytes came from a flea, And rocket ships were fiction in the Land That Made Me, Me. Buicks came with portholes, and side shows came with freaks, And bathing suits came big enough to cover both your cheeks. And Coke came just in bottles, and skirts below the knee, And Castro came to power near the Land That Made Me, Me. We had no Crest with Fluoride, we had no Hill Street Blues, We had no patterned pantyhose or Lipton herbal tea Or prime-time ads for those dysfunctions in the Land That Made Me, Me. There were no golden arches, no Perrier to chill, And fish were not called Wanda, and cats were not called Bill. And middle-aged was 35 and old was forty-three, And ancient were our parents in the Land That Made Me, Me. But all things have a season, or so we*ve heard them say, And now instead of Maybelline we swear by Retin-A. They send us invitations to join AARP, We*ve come a long way, baby, from the Land That Made Me, Me. So now we face a brave new world in slightly larger jeans, And wonder why they*re using smaller print in magazines. And we tell our children*s children of the way it used to be, Long ago and far away in the Land That Made Me, Me. If you didn*t grow up in the fifties, you missed the greatest time in history,  Hope you enjoyed this read as much as I did...

My parents were also share croppers, but had a healthy savings account towards buying their own farm ..Since we kids were just getting big enough to do actual work in the fields no doubt Daddy could have ended up a wealthy man..He worked for awhile at a sawmill when I was about 5, but farmed too. He also used to 'swap' work with the neighbors when they had a 2 man job...We started picking cotton, etc at about 5 or 6 years old...Daddy tied a rag handle to a tow sack for us little ones..It was work or starve...I'd hate to turn ol Buzzard Bait loose in a cotton patch with a sharp hoe ! There was 8 of us and one on the way when my handsome blue eyed daddy died of Leukemia at age 34....Of course our plans went by the way side....Jeannie T ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ On Tue, 18 Jan 2011 23:14:39 -0800 Emma Roses <roses4831@msn.com> writes: > > My mom and dad did all the things you mentioned in growing cotton, > but for the other person. They never owned the land. They did a > lot of share-cropping or they worked for the other person. I've > heard them talk about the different steps of growing and picking > cotton though. When I was 5 or 6 yrs old, I remember Mama gave me a > toe-sack and told me to go ahead of her on her row and fill it with > cotton. Of course she would be coming down the row behind me > making sure the cotton was picked correctly on that row. Dad would > hire out thru the week too. ! > .Emma ____________________________________________________________ Get Free Email with Video Mail & Video Chat! http://www.juno.com/freeemail?refcd=JUTAGOUT1FREM0210

PICKING COTTON by Jeannie Travis I don't reckon growing cotton is as bad as growing tobacco, but theres plenty of work involved....I've read that plowing an acre of land is the same as walking 10 miles......so look at how many miles Daddy had to walk before one boll of cotton was picked ! He plowed the ground with a 1 row breaking plow....then he disked it with a smallish riding disk...then he walked behind an old weighted harrow that broke up the clods. Next step was to plant the seeds with a one row walk behind planter. When it was time to hoe the plants he went up and down each side of the row with a scraper....also walking...so each acre was a 20 mile walk.....We came along and hoed the grass and weeds out in the middles and thinned or pulled dirt up to the plants as needed...After the weedy plants were dead Daddy went down each middle and tilled it.....He and Mom helped hoe, also...Or us little goomers helped them, more like....That makes 55 miles to the acre of walking if I'm counting right....plus the hoeing he did..This operation was done more than once...maybe 3 or 4 times before the plants got so big they were just allowed to bush out and bloom.... How we hated to see those cotton bolls popping open in the Fall ! ....Mama and Daddy pulled the long sacks and us kids made do with grass sacks with a rag strap...Starting when we were 5 or 6...When you watch Sally Fields and those other movie stars picking cotton they hold the boll with one hand and tug the cotton out with the other, one lock at a time.....WHO taught them how to pick cotton ? What you do is take 2 rows through the field, and you don't straighten up except every once in awhile to see if your back still works....or go to the wagon to weigh up....Toting that big sack slung over your shoulder is not easy but a welcome chance to stand straight......Yep, all day long you pull a heavy canvas cotton sack through the middles .... 'Course the part that drags on the ground has a layer of tar on it so the cloth won't wear out so fast....Both hands are going at once alright, but each hand picks a boll...fingers splayed out just right to go between the hard, pointed cotton boll sections....After your hand is full of cotton you cram it down into the slanted opening of the sack and reach for another boll.... Running into a patch of cockle burrs is special torture...as it is so hard on the hands, clothes, etc....Cotton bolls pick up the burrs and you have to take time to pull them off...Clean cotton brings better money...In later years we hired out to pick cotton for the neighbors and always got compliments on how clean our cotton was...We used the money we made to buy school clothes, shoes and supplies...Back then parents had to buy the school books, and Mama must go to school on opening day and bargain for used books for her brood and swap with folks...You better believe we took good care of our books so we could make good trades...No wonder lots of folks didn't get an education...... Let's get back to that cotton patch ! After the cotton was weighed, it was dumped out into the wagon that had high sideboards added...When it was full or the fields were clean, the mules were hitched to it and it was driven to the cotton gin and sold.....If it was a big field, by the time you finished picking it, the other side of the patch was ready to be picked again .... Mama said the first year she and Daddy were married cotton was one of the crops they planted....By the time she had hoed the patch over it was ready to start again......Imagine waking up every morning knowing that after you cooked breakfast, washed the dishes, redded up the house ,milked the cow, and put the soup beans on the back of the stove to finish cooking real slow, that you had to go hoe cotton in that hot sun EVERY day ! Arrgghh ! ____________________________________________________________ Top 2010 Online Colleges Grant Funding May Be Available to Those That Qualify. http://thirdpartyoffers.juno.com/TGL3141/4d3686f91020ba447cm06duc

> Oh yeah, recycling tin cans is nothing new...Kids grabbed every one they > saw and made a toy out of it..back in the day. One way to walk on tin > cans is to punch a hole near the bottoms on both sides of 2 cans and run > a piece of baling wire through the holes, leaving a length on each > side...Turn the cans up so you are able to stand on the bottoms, tie the > wires at the top for a handhold ,hold the wires and walk...Kinda like > stilts...Makes a grand clanking noise...Another way is to stomp a tin can > so it clamps on to the heel of your shoe....A nephew told me they used to > clamp a can on each side of the foot AND the heel....Boy, they must have > been rich to have that many tin cans ! > > We rarely saw one when I was growing up...I can remember finding one that > had washed down the Big Ditch and taking it home to make curlers out > of...You never heard of that? Well, you get your Dad's mule > shears...which are coarse looking scissors used to trim the mules > mane...and cut the rims off so you have a cylinder...Cut the can into > strips about 1/4 to 1/3 inches wide and as long as the can is tall. Wrap > a piece of rag around it, then wind strands of your wet hair on it and > crimp the ends over to hold it.....[You could also save the metal strip > that was unwound to open a can of coffee .]Makes for some rather weird > dreams if you try to sleep in them...and I HAVE done that. Next morning > take all your 'curlers' out and comb your hair into a gloriously frizzy > 'Do'....For someone born with dead straight hair it was highly > desired....Luckily I got a permanent one time and now I have enough curl > in my hair to wear it in the short hairdo I prefer.....I have read about > girls rolling their hair on rags....Jeannie T ____________________________________________________________ Top 2010 Online Colleges Grant Funding May Be Available to Those That Qualify. http://thirdpartyoffers.juno.com/TGL3141/4d3684d38fc77a4451m06duc

My mom and dad did all the things you mentioned in growing cotton, but for the other person. They never owned the land. They did a lot of share-cropping or they worked for the other person. I've heard them talk about the different steps of growing and picking cotton though.When I was 5 or 6 yrs old, I remember Mama gave me a toe-sack and told me to go ahead of her on her row and fill it with cotton. Of course she would be ccoming down the row behind me making ssure the cotton was picked correctly on that row. Dad would hire out thru the week too. He was aN itenerat (sp preacher and he would travel to the different churches on Saturday to be ready to preach there on Sunday. His churches only had preaching once a month. They had Sunday School every ?Sunday though.l When we moved to California, they firgured tthey would be picking cotton again but Dad got a job on the golf course. It was just as hard work but at least it wass steady and we had a house furnished for us.Emma > To: MEMORY-LANE-L@rootsweb.com > Date: Wed, 19 Jan 2011 00:36:26 -0600 > From: askgranny@juno.com > Subject: [ML] Cotton picking' ...... > > PICKING COTTON by Jeannie T > I don't reckon growing cotton is as bad as growing tobacco, but theres > plenty of work involved....I've read that plowing an acre of land is the > same as walking 10 miles......so look at how many miles Daddy had to walk > before one boll of cotton was picked ! He plowed the ground with a 1 row > breaking plow....then he disked it with a smallish riding disk...then he > walked behind an old weighted harrow that broke up the clods. Next step > was to plant the seeds with a one row walk behind planter. When it was > time to hoe the plants he went up and down each side of the row with a > scraper....also walking...so each acre was a 20 mile walk.....We came > along and hoed the grass and weeds out in the middles and thinned or > pulled dirt up to the plants as needed...After the weedy plants were dead > Daddy went down each middle and tilled it.....He and Mom helped hoe, > also...Or us little goomers helped them, more like....That makes 55 miles > to the acre of walking if I'm counting right....plus the hoeing he > did..This operation was done more than once...maybe 3 or 4 times before > the plants got so big they were just allowed to bush out and bloom.... > > How we hated to see those cotton bolls popping open in the Fall ! > ....Mama and Daddy pulled the long sacks and us kids made do with grass > sacks with a rag strap...Starting when we were 5 or 6...When you watch > Sally Fields and those other movie stars picking cotton they hold the > boll with one hand and tug the cotton out with the other, one lock at a > time.....WHO taught them how to pick cotton ? What you do is take 2 rows > through the field, and you don't straighten up except every once in > awhile to see if your back still works....or go to the wagon to weigh > up....Toting that big sack slung over your shoulder is not easy but a > welcome chance to stand straight......Yep, all day long you pull a heavy > canvas cotton sack through the middles .... 'Course the part that drags > on the ground has a layer of tar on it so the cloth won't wear out so > fast....Both hands are going at once alright, but each hand picks a > boll...fingers splayed out just right to go between the hard, pointed > cotton boll sections....After your hand is full of cotton you cram it > down into the slanted opening of the sack and reach for another boll.... > > Running into a patch of cockle burrs is special torture...as it is so > hard on the hands, clothes, etc....Cotton bolls pick up the burrs and you > have to take time to pull them off...Clean cotton brings better > money...In later years we hired out to pick cotton for the neighbors and > always got compliments on how clean our cotton was...We used the money we > made to buy school clothes, shoes and supplies...Back then parents had to > buy the school books, and Mama must go to school on opening day and > bargain for used books for her brood and swap with folks...You better > believe we took good care of our books so we could make good trades...No > wonder lots of folks didn't get an education...... > > Let's get back to that cotton patch ! After the cotton was weighed, it > was dumped out into the wagon that had high sideboards added...When it > was full or the fields were clean, the mules were hitched to it and it > was driven to the cotton gin and sold.....If it was a big field, by the > time you finished picking it, the other side of the patch was ready to be > picked again .... Mama said the first year she and Daddy were married > cotton was one of the crops they planted....By the time she had hoed the > patch over it was ready to start again......Imagine waking up every > morning knowing that after you cooked breakfast, washed the dishes, > redded up the house ,milked the cow, and put the soup beans on the back > of the stove to finish cooking real slow, that you had to go hoe cotton > in that hot sun EVERY day ! Arrgghh ! > > ____________________________________________________________ > Get Free Email with Video Mail & Video Chat! > http://www.juno.com/freeemail?refcd=JUTAGOUT1FREM0210 > > > > > > http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~mbousman1/memory.htm > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to MEMORY-LANE-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

THE OLD PATHS I liked the old paths, when Moms were at home. Dads were at work. Brothers went into the army. And sisters got married BEFORE having children! Crime did not pay; Hard work did; And people knew the difference. Moms could cook; Dads would work; Children would behave. Husbands were loving; Wives were supportive; And children were polite. Women wore the jewelry; And Men wore the pants. Women looked like ladies; Men looked like gentlemen; And children looked decent. People loved the truth, And hated a lie. They came to church to get IN, Not to get OUT! Hymns sounded Godly; Sermons sounded helpful; Rejoicing sounded normal; And crying sounded sincere. Cursing was wicked; Drugs were for illness; And divorce was unthinkable. The flag was honored; America was beautiful; And God was welcome! We read the Bible in public; Prayed in school; And preached from house to house. To be called an American was worth dying for; To be called an American was worth living for; To be called a traitor was a shame! I still like the old paths the best! 'The Old Paths' was written by a retired minister who lives In Tennessee.

I am much the same, Stella. I used to be 5'8" & now I'm down to 5'6". Shingles are no fun. I was worrying so much over Paul when he was diagnosed with prostate cancer & I'm sure that allowed me to get the shingles (stress, was what my doctor said was the main cause). I am sure there are other things that could cause the shingles as well. I was totally amazed when I realized that I had all these raised red-like shingles from the middle of my right breast all the way around my back. I was very fortunate in that they didn't break open & they didn't itch. ~Jen in Payson, AZ ----- Original Message ----- From: "busbys martins" <busmar1852@webtv.net> To: <southern-chat@rootsweb.com> Sent: Friday, January 14, 2011 11:19 AM Subject: [SOUTHERN-CHAT] SHINGLES PAIN > Hi all, I can recommend the ice. I have nerve pain (that's what the > doctor calls it, damaged nerves) where I had the shingles, around the > chest area. This pain can come suddenly, and make you 'holler'' out, > even if you are in public place...it is terrible.I have gotten up at > night and dabbed with ice cold water. It stops it for a period of time. > I think the scars stretch...as we age and 'get larger'' in skin size or > something. I was a 10/12 size always until now, I am in between 14/16 > size...leaning toward a 16 in hip size. It is a puzzle...still weigh > within two pounds of what I always weighed. My weight varies, about > two pounds, up, then down. I asked the nurse one time...how can we wear > larger sizes...and get out of shape, and weigh the same...she said we > lose muscle, plus I don't carry any fat, she said.I know I have lost > over an inch in height, due to discs in my back, I suppose. Have any of > you lost any height? I was 5'71/2" Now I measure about 5' 6". Talking > about shingles, I asked about the vaccine, not to have shingles > again....and my doctor said it did not keep you from having the nerve > pain.. Hope all you with the snow, are enjoying it.Ours was more of > an ice storm.Everything here shut down! Some schools closed the whole > week, in east Alabama. > Take care....stay well. Stella > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > SOUTHERN-CHAT-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Hi all, I can recommend the ice. I have nerve pain (that's what the doctor calls it, damaged nerves) where I had the shingles, around the chest area. This pain can come suddenly, and make you 'holler'' out, even if you are in public place...it is terrible.I have gotten up at night and dabbed with ice cold water. It stops it for a period of time. I think the scars stretch...as we age and 'get larger'' in skin size or something. I was a 10/12 size always until now, I am in between 14/16 size...leaning toward a 16 in hip size. It is a puzzle...still weigh within two pounds of what I always weighed. My weight varies, about two pounds, up, then down. I asked the nurse one time...how can we wear larger sizes...and get out of shape, and weigh the same...she said we lose muscle, plus I don't carry any fat, she said.I know I have lost over an inch in height, due to discs in my back, I suppose. Have any of you lost any height? I was 5'71/2" Now I measure about 5' 6". Talking about shingles, I asked about the vaccine, not to have shingles again....and my doctor said it did not keep you from having the nerve pain.. Hope all you with the snow, are enjoying it.Ours was more of an ice storm.Everything here shut down! Some schools closed the whole week, in east Alabama. Take care....stay well. Stella

Heres some home remedies to help combat Shingles...Use at your own discretion, as it's all hearsay ...I would apply medicines to a very tiny part of the blisters to begin with, and see how it went. AGAIN...these are home remedies and should be used cautiously...and at your own risk... Thank God and Greyhound I've never been cursed with them... Put raw honey on the blisters OR..Rub on some Vitamin E and take the E pills...Said to stop itching and in some cases cure it...OR rub on some Preparation H , OR...use a hairdryer to blow hot air on it. Prepare elderberry tea { from Health food store } by adding a tsp of the dry herb to a cup of just boiled water. Cover the cup and steep 4 to 6 minutes - strain and drink. Drink 3 or 4 times a day. Has been known to clear shingles up in a day or two. Ice. Start at the least painful area and work your way to the worst - 2 or 3 minutes. Repeat several times a day. Mix well 1 tsp of Vaseline & 1 tsp. baking soda. It will burn bad but will help. Apply 'red' vinegar with a cotton ball.... If you have shingles on your chest , gently bind the affected arm to the chest with an ACE bandage , particularly before going to bed. The small amount of pressure from the bandage can relieve the pain without hindering your breathing .On your head ? How about a nylon pulled over your head ? Jeannie T ____________________________________________________________ Moms Asked to Return to School Grant Funding May Be Available to Those That Qualify. http://thirdpartyoffers.juno.com/TGL3141/4d2fe33c83f309b991m06duc

I just tried sending it again and it hasn't come thru. I sent it to myself and it came thru fine so I think sending it to a Rootsweb email caused the trouble. Sorry. Emma > From: AZJen@npgcable.com > To: southern-chat@rootsweb.com > Date: Tue, 4 Jan 2011 22:21:26 -0800 > Subject: Re: [SOUTHERN-CHAT] : Check out YouTube - Happy New Year - Auld Lang Syne by Sissel (Live) > > Emma, Couldn't get the You Tube off your e-mail. Just received the same one > from a friend in N.C. > > ~Jen > ----- Original Message ----- > From: "Roses" <roses4831@msn.com> > To: "memory-lane" <memory-lane@rootsweb.com>; "HOMESPUN-L" > <homespun-l@rootsweb.com>; "southern-chat" <southern-chat@rootsweb.com> > Sent: Tuesday, January 04, 2011 9:42 PM > Subject: [SOUTHERN-CHAT] : Check out YouTube - Happy New Year - Auld Lang > Syne by Sissel (Live) > > > > > > This is beautiful. I don't know what language she sings the second > > stanza in, but there are beautiful pictures of animals in their > > habitat.Emma > > > > > > Subject: Check out YouTube - Happy New Year - Auld Lang Syne by Sissel > > (Live) > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Click here: YouTube - > > Happy New Year - Auld Lang Syne by Sissel (Live) This is > > BEAUTIFUL.... Happy New Year.... jc > > > > ------------------------------- > > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > > SOUTHERN-CHAT-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > > quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to SOUTHERN-CHAT-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

I'm trying again. I don't know why it didn't go thru the first time. Emma This is beautiful. I don't know what language she sings the second stanza in, but there are beautiful pictures of animals in their habitat.Emma Subject: Check out YouTube - Happy New Year - Auld Lang Syne by Sissel (Live) Click here: YouTube - Happy New Year - Auld Lang Syne by Sissel (Live) This is BEAUTIFUL.... Happy New Year.... jc

Emma, Couldn't get the You Tube off your e-mail. Just received the same one from a friend in N.C. ~Jen ----- Original Message ----- From: "Roses" <roses4831@msn.com> To: "memory-lane" <memory-lane@rootsweb.com>; "HOMESPUN-L" <homespun-l@rootsweb.com>; "southern-chat" <southern-chat@rootsweb.com> Sent: Tuesday, January 04, 2011 9:42 PM Subject: [SOUTHERN-CHAT] : Check out YouTube - Happy New Year - Auld Lang Syne by Sissel (Live) > > This is beautiful. I don't know what language she sings the second > stanza in, but there are beautiful pictures of animals in their > habitat.Emma > > > Subject: Check out YouTube - Happy New Year - Auld Lang Syne by Sissel > (Live) > > > > > > > > > Click here: YouTube - > Happy New Year - Auld Lang Syne by Sissel (Live) This is > BEAUTIFUL.... Happy New Year.... jc > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > SOUTHERN-CHAT-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > quotes in the subject and the body of the message

This is beautiful. I don't know what language she sings the second stanza in, but there are beautiful pictures of animals in their habitat.Emma Subject: Check out YouTube - Happy New Year - Auld Lang Syne by Sissel (Live) Click here: YouTube - Happy New Year - Auld Lang Syne by Sissel (Live) This is BEAUTIFUL.... Happy New Year.... jc

My husband has always thought that you should eat herring on New Year's Eve. I do not care for it..but he loves it. This year he got a 'deal' on it at Wal-Mart. I have heard a few of your custom's Jeannie T., but have never tried any of them. Maybe that's why I'm always so cold & all the other things have happened to us this past year??? ~Jen ----- Original Message ----- From: <askgranny@juno.com> To: <SOUTHERN-CHAT-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Saturday, January 01, 2011 10:09 AM Subject: [SOUTHERN-CHAT] New Years customs > > Just us two old geezers celebrating the incoming year up here on the > ridge this time , but I'm remembering last New Years day, when Ol Buzz > was over here visiting....He got to be our luck bringing 'First Footer', > as his is the darkest hair here now... young John usually does it because > his hair is coal black....I gave Buzz the salt and a wooden chopstick for > the wood and sent him around the house...He stopped on the way and picked > up a fallen branch to use for the wood...smart kid! The salt is to ensure > you have salt for your food and the wood or coal is to ensure that you > stay warm all year ......We each took a bath or shower with 'gold' coins > in the water to ensure we have plenty of money all year...We ate black > eyed peas and some crisply fried hog jowl and cornbread to show that we > are 'humble' ....Swept through the house and out the back door to sweep > all of last years old problems out the door...stuff like that....Kids get > a great kick out of these customs....and I must admit I do too...Jeannie > T > ____________________________________________________________ > Browse the web faster. Download Chrome > Browse the web as fast as you think. Give Google Chrome a try > http://thirdpartyoffers.juno.com/TGL3141/4d1f6e91736da845a5m06duc > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > SOUTHERN-CHAT-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Just us two old geezers celebrating the incoming year up here on the ridge this time , but I'm remembering last New Years day, when Ol Buzz was over here visiting....He got to be our luck bringing 'First Footer', as his is the darkest hair here now... young John usually does it because his hair is coal black....I gave Buzz the salt and a wooden chopstick for the wood and sent him around the house...He stopped on the way and picked up a fallen branch to use for the wood...smart kid! The salt is to ensure you have salt for your food and the wood or coal is to ensure that you stay warm all year ......We each took a bath or shower with 'gold' coins in the water to ensure we have plenty of money all year...We ate black eyed peas and some crisply fried hog jowl and cornbread to show that we are 'humble' ....Swept through the house and out the back door to sweep all of last years old problems out the door...stuff like that....Kids get a great kick out of these customs....and I must admit I do too...Jeannie T ____________________________________________________________ Browse the web faster. Download Chrome Browse the web as fast as you think. Give Google Chrome a try http://thirdpartyoffers.juno.com/TGL3141/4d1f6e91736da845a5m06duc

Jeannie T........That woke me up......funny! I like the stuff that you visualize. Stella

--------- To cheer up the ladies....Jeannie T I just got off the phone with a friend in North Dakota. She said that since early this morning the snow has been nearly waist high and is still falling. The temperature is dropping below zero and the north wind is increasing. Her husband has done nothing but look through the kitchen window all day. She says that if it gets much worse, she may have to let him in. ____________________________________________________________ American Express? Deals Get Up To 5x Membership Rewards Points with inSite&#8480 from Amex. http://thirdpartyoffers.juno.com/TGL3141/4d1d67c5266e181dd0m06duc

LOL!! Now you had me feeling sorry for your friend for a minute. We have had 8 inches of snow & haven't even gone outside all day. I told Paul that I didn't even want him to consider shoveling our driveway. We have a rather steep driveway & he has fallen before. Right now the snow is heavy & has started to turn to ice. (To be continued-) ~Jen ----- Original Message ----- From: <askgranny@juno.com> To: <SOUTHERN-CHAT-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Thursday, December 30, 2010 9:16 PM Subject: [SOUTHERN-CHAT] Big sissy ! > > --------- > To cheer up the ladies....Jeannie T > > > I just got off the phone with a friend in North Dakota. She said that > since early this morning the snow has been nearly waist high and is still > falling. The temperature is dropping below zero and the north wind is > increasing. Her husband has done nothing but look through the kitchen > window all day. She says that if it gets much worse, she may have to let > him in. > ____________________________________________________________ > American Express? Deals > Get Up To 5x Membership Rewards Points with inSite&#8480 from Amex. > http://thirdpartyoffers.juno.com/TGL3141/4d1d67c5266e181dd0m06duc > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > SOUTHERN-CHAT-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Good thinking. I am pretty sure you have until the end of Dec to make changes to you Medicare. Do check the site out for that though..b/c I would hate to give you the wrong information. ~Jen ----- Original Message ----- From: "Ladonna Pipkin" <fromtheghetto@rocketmail.com> To: <southern-chat@rootsweb.com> Sent: Sunday, December 26, 2010 9:53 PM Subject: Re: [SOUTHERN-CHAT] HEALTH INS. Jen I have already been on the medicare site and to the humana.com site. They keep talking about networks, will check my medical providers to see tf they accept humana . LP ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to SOUTHERN-CHAT-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Jen I have already been on the medicare site and to the humana.com site. They keep talking about networks,  will check my medical providers to see tf they accept humana . LP