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|  | | A Tobacco Farmer's Daughter
This book contains a collection of homespun tobacco farm stories of the 60's and 70's from a daughter"s perspective. Nestled between the tobacco stories are stories of just plain rural living. Memories from having no indoor plumbing to chopping weeds in the fields. If you are a tobacco farmer's daughter you will find your own self and your own life in these stories. For others, enjoy a walk with me down memory lane.
I was born in 1962, the 2nd of 4 daughters to a sawmill man and a mama who started her own tobacco crop. We had no indoor plumbing to speak of, only cold water running into the sink of the kitchen. Bath time meant mama heating water and pouring it into that old galvanized tub sitting by the woodstove. To do our other business we had to use the old "johney house" in the back yard or just run on down into the woods and find a private spot.........
Following behind daddy on the tractor while he plowed the young tobacco plants was a job I detested. I didn't see the need to uncov | |  | | Rural Route 2
More stories from the tobacco farmers daughter...
True stories picking up where the tobacco farmers daughter left off. At the end you will find an excerpt from my first novel. My daddy didn't understand the truths in my fiction and was hurt. Daddy died April 2, 2016 but thankfully understood the nature of fiction and encouraged me to finish it. Rural route 2 stories are all true. Cry, laugh, and walk with me down memory lane....
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