Saturday, 10 in am. Mostly sunny, windy and cold, 35 high, snow flurries at night. LaVerne and Roberta here for dinner. LaVerne and David went hunting. Doug and Wayne got new tires on David's car. Roberta, the girls and I cleaned church in pm. Billie called about Ella Mae, she wasn't very good, still had bad cough and bad with ulcer. Girls went home with LaVerne and Roberta stayed overnight.
Comment: Deer hunting and the holidays....quite a combination.......I was 14 when I shot my first deer with a 16 gauge Mossberg bolt action...and here it is...sweet...note the "choked" barrel for tightening down the shot pattern when shooting bird shot...
From Hubbard Hill Memories:
Thanksgiving came with hunting season, lots of family'd find a reason to come "up home" to join in meals and song.
We'd gather round that old piano Dad sang bass Mom sang soprano, cousins , aunts and uncles sang along
And the old time Christian hymns would soar and chime
With harmonies so sweet and so sublime
Then all the men would go hunt deer while all the ladies helped to clear the table for the meal at suppertime. To hear the whole looooong song see below....
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