tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post6226739205061779200..comments2024-03-28T05:34:27.956-04:00Comments on Shipslog: Whatever happened to recapped car tires?jack69http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884137603402812926noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-90373132638235226192011-01-21T00:40:37.378-05:002011-01-21T00:40:37.378-05:00interesting blog. It would be great if you can pro...interesting blog. It would be great if you can provide more details about it. Thanks you<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.wheelsandtiresforsale.com/tiresflorida.html" rel="nofollow">Tires Florida</a>Nonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02272941162815226095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-32673370069536211242010-12-13T19:52:15.170-05:002010-12-13T19:52:15.170-05:00What joy to read ;)
A good Tuesday for you all.What joy to read ;)<br /><br />A good Tuesday for you all.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-1920165501211138112010-12-13T18:33:16.954-05:002010-12-13T18:33:16.954-05:00Oh my, do I remember squirrel, Mom could fry up th...Oh my, do I remember squirrel, Mom could fry up the<br />best, nothing like squirrel and biscuits 'n gravy!<br />Showing my Missouri farm girl roots LOL <br />Certainly hope we have warm weather to greet you with when you head South!Glendahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01729245550131715085noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-32090182328873326772010-12-13T16:20:02.730-05:002010-12-13T16:20:02.730-05:00mom wrung and dad chopped and mom really hated doi...mom wrung and dad chopped and mom really hated doing the wringing. I hated watching them headless and flopping.Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02272388069537746789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-32862383245436824612010-12-13T12:41:56.279-05:002010-12-13T12:41:56.279-05:00Cousin Howard sounds like my friend Jack ~ the pra...Cousin Howard sounds like my friend Jack ~ the prankster!! I never was a fan of chicken butchering ~ being chased by a headless chicken when you're only knee high to a grasshopper can be pretty traumatic. Even though ... I plucked my share of them.<br />I don't know if I'd trust a rabbit box like the one pictured, all wood like that with no window ~ having no way to be sure that it's a rabbit in the box and not a skunk or raccoon that you're going to meet when you open up the door.~melhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07923627491671705881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-2886884242554967632010-12-13T11:18:10.863-05:002010-12-13T11:18:10.863-05:00My Dad wrung some and chopped some. We had chicken...My Dad wrung some and chopped some. We had chickens when I was young. I have plucked and cut up. Wasn't my favorite thing either. Doesn't smell the greatest as I recall. I even had to squat down in the chicken pen for them to run chickens over me when I had chicken pox...ha. Did you get any snow last night? Looked like it was headed to Charlotte. Take care and stay warm, Sheila<br />PS. The girls and I will head to AL this weekend, Hubby will come later. Holler if you come near on the way to Florida.Sheila Yhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16337709964658158686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-27015914026611770452010-12-13T10:27:49.542-05:002010-12-13T10:27:49.542-05:00Aw Man! You have such a way of bringing up memori...Aw Man! You have such a way of bringing up memories. Wringing chicken's necks, chopping their heads off...was a part of growing up for me. We did it ourselves for several years while living in Africa. Chickens were given to us by villagers at the end of a visit and we had the "joy" of bringing them home in the back of our station wagon. Also the "delight" of cleaning up the inside of the station after the trip! ☻ ☻Fred Altonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12740055638280779519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-34333048406979729472010-12-12T19:39:23.667-05:002010-12-12T19:39:23.667-05:00Really, squirrel?? That could have been interestin...Really, squirrel?? That could have been interesting to take a taste of. I bet you and Sherry are getting ready to head south so very soon; hoping the cold weather doesn't chase you down there too! (it was 85 degrees here today......)<br /><br />bettybettyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06323135450742337670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-21817994725295565512010-12-12T18:20:08.213-05:002010-12-12T18:20:08.213-05:00I think there are still some junk yards on the sou...I think there are still some junk yards on the south side of san antonio where you can get second hand car parts. People used them a lot in the 50's. Went there myself with Mel.Paulahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04007728342316668058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-80786138776628127552010-12-12T16:39:48.980-05:002010-12-12T16:39:48.980-05:00Those things you talked about seems unreal.
I am n...Those things you talked about seems unreal.<br />I am not surprised at Dewey living in LA will<br />do that to your mind. We have to be careful what<br />we say because of PETA and Humane Society. It<br />sure is a different world. I am hush, hush about what we caught in our Rabbit Box.<br /><br />Shirlshirl72https://www.blogger.com/profile/17268124369207064149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-71130502388084474532010-12-12T15:40:24.249-05:002010-12-12T15:40:24.249-05:00I remember my father cutting off the head of a chi...I remember my father cutting off the head of a chicken and watching it run around the yard with it's head off. To a young child it was frightening. I remember I did not eat that chicken for dinner that night.<br /><br />If you head for South Florida, let me know. Perhaps we can meet somewhere for coffee.<br /><br />Hugs, RoseRosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04718940729278446028noreply@blogger.com