People used to have "Bean Stringins" here in the mountains of Southwest Va. and when my father was a teenager and wanting to meet girls, a woman in the neighborhood convinced him and some more boys that there would be a lot of pretty girls at the bean stringin' at her house, so they went, with high expectations, but there were no girls there, only "old" women..The women wouldn't let them leave until they had finished stringing four bushels of beans! My Dad never strung another bean the rest of his life! He died at 91 years..and never forgot that!! G. Lee Hearl Ye Ole Storyteller Abingdon, Va...