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A Trip to the Sale Barn
by larry r linville
Thursday, March 12, 2009
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When I was a small boy the sale barn was a part of our rural culture. I have fond memories of those Saturdays with my dad.


It was Saturday morning.
Cows were milked and hogs were slopped.
We had put out all the hay
and went inside as we stopped
so we could go into town
to the weekly sale barn task.
I never knew why we went
cause I guess I never asked.
We watched them sell feeder calves
and milk cows and a bull.
They drove them into a ring
and I never found it dull.
The smell was not delightful
cows, manure and cigar smoke.
We went into the cafe
and we didn’t even choke.
Those sale barns are gone today
but I visit in my mind
especially the ambiance
of that café where we dined.
Fried chicken, gravy and beans
a meal for which I’d die
a roll and a great big coke
and ice cream on cherry pie..

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Reviewed by Mr. Ed 3/13/2009
The smell was not delightful,
cows, manure, and cigar smoke.

My wife says I'm extremely weird - I happen to like all three of those smells! But as a young boy, I often jumped into pig pens to feed them, too.

And I really miss those 'good old days.'
Reviewed by Georg Mateos 3/13/2009
Sorry Brother Larry...somehow I can't visualize you as a small boy, the only think coming to my mind is that smile of yours that makes you ageless, me otherwise remember running around as a little boy in those, not for me then, pathetic public-sales after in the Depression.
You have lifted the veil and let us see the Larry boy!


Reviewed by Ed Matlack 3/12/2009
Memories out with dad are more special sometimes than anything else...ed
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 3/12/2009
You have recreated and shared the memories and the ambiance from them very effectively via your verses, Larry. Thanks for sharing. Love and peace,

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 3/12/2009
Some memories are worth savoring to be recalled many times over. Thanks for the stroll...

Be always safe,
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 3/12/2009
Vividly imaged, you bring it all back to those who've been there ... and for those of us who haven't, you make us want to! Well done, Larry.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Reviewed by Bonnie May 3/12/2009
It was so vivid in your memory that you displayed it in vivid color to us too. Great write and touching, Bonnie
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