Don's childhood was almost identical to mine. I had seven brothers and sisters and was reared on a forty acre farm in Franklin Parrish. In fact there are a heck of a lot of people from Louisiana who grew up in our generation with similar backgrounds. Most of us are extremely thankful for the luxury afforded us today. Americans living at the poverty level today enjoy a higher standard of living than the majority of Louisianians in the forties and fifties.
And you'll never see them digging for worms or trying to scratch out a living with an honest day's hard work. Back in the forties and fifties, there was no sense of entitlement. You earned whatever money you had. My grandmother cleaned other people's houses and ironed their clothes to feed her 7 kids. The kids picked cotton or pecans to help out. And, they learned frugality. My dad claims he once killed 3 birds with the same BB. He'd clean the bird, dig out the BB and reload.
Those days are so far gone now that they might as well be the back in the time when my Corsair Fleet of Merchant Raiders struck fear in the hearts of Spanish and British merchant vessels . . . . oh, wait . . . perhaps you were indeed referring to the Early 19th Century with your post, SF! Unfortunately, those old fashioned values are gone forever . . . the Socialist Government promises to provide cradle to grave care for ALL americans, whether they be US citizens or not . . . AND the federal marshals will compel us to pay the taxes that the Government uses to pay for these programs. Happy Thanksgiving, you Old War Horse. :lsup: :usaflagwa :crystal:
11 children in my family and my dad never made more than $9,000 in a year working for the state highway department. let's just say we loved us some cush-cush.
Kinda reminds me of growing up in Pride, La. If you don't know where that is, it's real close to Zachary. We had a farm, grew everything we ate. The only thing we bought at the one little store in Pride was sugar and flour. We ate well though. We raised all of our own meat and vegatables. My dad worked at Uniroyal. Became the safety manager there and eventually went to Cabot Corp. and became their corporate safety manager. I went into the military, got a degree, and have done well. My only regret is not being able to live my life in Louisiana, the place I love. There's just not enough technical work in the state to make a good living. I know there's some employment there, just not enough. Seems most people looking for opportunities have to reside elsewhere. I really wish the people of the great state of Louisiana would get the crooked politics out of daily life and stop letting the legislators there steal their hard-earned living. But,,,,,,,,,,,I'll always be the biggest LSU fan living away from home. Maybe when I retire I'll be able to go back and eat crawfish in season and have a roast beef poboy at the Pastime and bull**** with John Mahaffey again about how wonderful life is in Louisiana. -Charlie :usaflagwa :lsup:
