[Excaliber]

Well, how far back are we going here??? The milk in the glass jug? THAT reminded of what I had almost forgotten.

We had three milk cows at Grandpas house (my folks and us kids lived with them when I was little). I wasn't much of a "milker" myself. But I would help prepare the milk and ride with Grandpa in his Studebaker (V-8, he bragged about the "power" of that thing) when he did his milk deliverys around town. Some was pasturized, some wasn't. What ever the customer wanted.

Plenty of milk left over. We made our own butter and ice cream and poured the left overs on the rhubarb patch.

We planted and harvested hay by pulling old farming equipement converted from horse drawn to tractor pulled (big yellow tractor, can't recall the make). When Grandpa died, the cows were sold. It was the end of an era.

Cottage Grove, Oregon, late 50's early 60's. A logging town through and through.

Ernie

My parents live there to this day. Same OLD house, very little changed and all but falling down. ONLY old growth timber homestead left on that mountain that hasn't sold off their trees. Poachers have been a problem over the years, had to put some serious fences in.