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PLOWING A STRAIGHT ROW

Posted by John Howell on Tuesday, October 25, 2011,

In the early days of farming, when everyone was doing their plowing with mules, a
farmer always prided himself on having a straight row. You could stand at the end of his
field and look down the row of grain, cotton or whatever, and the rows were perfectly
straight.

After the dust bowl days of the 1930’s the soil conservation districts were established and
the farmers were shown how to terrace their land to prevent erosion and contour farming
was established, doing away with the straight ...

One of Our Reunion's Accomplishment

Posted by John Howell on Sunday, October 10, 2010,

One Reunion Accomplishment

There is one accomplishment that our reunion has achieved. This is the preservation of the 1917 map showing the first land transfer of the Ft. Jackson land from the original owners to the Army.

I had seen this map in the early 1990s. It was stored in the Ft. Jackson Museum and you had to ask to see it. It was about six feet long and maybe three feet wide. After a decision was made to hold our first reunion, Bill Bauer and I visited the museum and asked to see th...

Biscuit Crust And Black Sweet Coffee

Posted by John Howell on Thursday, March 18, 2010,

Does this sound digestive? Growing up in Lexington County I’m sure there were poorer people. I just can’t name any. My father died when I was four months old and I suppose we were classified as a poor farm family then and it got worst with him gone. I was the baby of four children. I remember my first Christmas. My brother and I were sitting in front of our fireplace eating fruit from a basket. A common dessert for us was crushing biscuit crust into a cup of black sweet coffee and ea...

I Could Almost See.....

Posted by John Howell on Sunday, February 14, 2010,

As I walked the land of our ancestors I could almost see them going about their daily duties. Stopping before some trees and shrubbery which surely had been an old home site, I could see the old home with the out buildings nearby. The husband plowing in the field as the crows circled overhead, the wife washing clothes outside in the old black wash pot. A small child coming from the barn with a pail of fresh milk and a teenage girl hanging clothes out on the line. On the porch sat an elderly...

A Habit Not Left At The Front Door

Posted by John Howell on Saturday, January 23, 2010,

Shady Grove School, bordering Camp Jackson, was like most schools in those early days, a one room building with several grades being taught at one time. Caine Drawdy was one of the older students perhaps sixteen or older. It seems that Caine chewed tobacco and something like education was not to stand in his way. Wearing bib overalls he would expectorate down the inside front as needed. I suppose back then as now there are certain habits and things you take with you on your daily journey thro...
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PLOWING A STRAIGHT ROW

One of Our Reunion's Accomplishment

Biscuit Crust And Black Sweet Coffee

I Could Almost See.....

A Habit Not Left At The Front Door

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