re: #418 OldLineTexan

My paternal grandfather raised beef until the Dust Bowl wiped him out. He had a dairy farm for a while, and never gave up the last milk cow. I never personally had any of the milk. My grandmother threw out the cream separator as “junk” in the ‘70’s, then learned it was an “antique” in the ‘90’s. ;)

My maternal grandfather was raised on a family dairy and left ASAP. ;)

In my hometown, when my daddy was growing up there, pretty much everyone in the town kept chickens, and some had cows also, just for the family’s use. However, I had an aunt and uncle with a ranch. We’d always have fresh chicken and awesome veggies and chocolate cake I’d kill for when we visited Uncle Bill and Aunt Fannie. Ahhh, memories.