
One of the treats I remember as a kid was getting a chunk of sugar cane to suck on when we visited my dad’s family farm. My uncle ran the farm. Because I’m still trying to adjust to the time change, I should tell you one of my favorite stories about my dad’s oldest brother. Since he was the oldest, he ran the family farm while all the younger boys went off to war in the forties. During WWII, dayl…
© 2013 Created by Knit Picks Admin.