We had chickens.There is no egg better than those eggs.
We had goats, which meant most of our children knew how to milk a goat. We drank the milk and made cheese and wonderful ice cream with it.
We raised our own beef a time or three.
We had a big garden. We knew about growing peas and Swiss chard and corn and tomatoes and peppers and melons, and we ate well.
We had fruit trees and a raspberry patch. Homemade jams and syrups.
We had two wood-burning stoves, and my boys know how to chop wood because of it.
These were adventures in living on our own. Yes, it was in the city, but we had a 1/2 acre of land. And that land got used, all right.
Our children can thank their dad for it. And their mom. I hope they never forget it.
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