It is Strawberry Festival time in South Logan. Our kickoff will be this Friday evening for our Festival Pre-Derby Steak Dinner. Ladies, don those hats. We will have music by Clay Bilyeu and friends, a great meal, an art auction, Derby trivia and lots of good camaraderie. We will probably give any political candidates a few moments to speak and convince us why you are the one to vote for. There could even be some dancing judging from the list of tickets sold. We will have some extras so if you want to come and haven’t committed call me at 270-772-2175 and I will let you know if we have anymore steaks.
Next weekend will be our 5K run and the 10th Annual Car, Truck, and Tractor Show. Hoping for some good weather for these events because they always promise a fun time.
The clean up has gone well and I want to personally thank everyone for making an effort in getting their properties cleaned up. It is kind of a liberating feeling to be rid of junk, isn’t it. I know we had a trailer load and I for one am glad it’s gone.
Sealing and striping are being done at the park this Thursday, so the gates will be locked until Saturday. That also includes the basketball pad, so guys and girls, please stay off of it until after Saturday to give it time to dry and it should offer you a smoother surface to play on.
My grandchildren have been bugging me about what rides are coming this year. I spoke to J.D. last week and he said it would be pretty much the same as last year. Advance ride tickets are $30 again this year and can be purchased at City Hall and some of the other businesses in town. I love seeing the kids get excited as the rides come into town. It’s almost like Christmas in May, the anticipation and excitement. We can’t let this tradition stop but we need younger folks to step up and take over. The leaders of the Chamber are slowly becoming Senior Citizens and I’m not sure how much longer we can continue at the pace we are now going, which I might add is considerably slower than in the past. We need you to step up and take charge.
I want to reiterate a statement I made last week. When your trash is picked up, please move your trash bin to the back of your house. It not only looks unsightly, our streets are narrow and they could be hit by a car trying to get over and if the car was damaged, you could possibly be libel. At our next meeting, we will be addressing fines that will be levied to put some teeth in our ordinances. These ordinances have been on the books for years, but no way to enforce, so after the passage of an ordinance levying fines, we will have a way to fine the ones not following the ordinances or laws of our town.
The Coffee Bottom Gal (my first paying job)
In the 50’s, times were a little simpler then or so we thought at the time. My mom was a stay at home mother, cooking, cleaning, raising a garden, raising chickens and helping in the field when needed. Yet even then there were times when a good wife could help either add to the income or make some money for something special. That opportunity presented itself every May when strawberries got ripe. Many farmers in the Coffee Bottom area raised strawberries to sell. At that time Adairville had a strawberry processing plant and I’m sure many of the strawberries were sold there. The Grows, the Harris’s and the Bayles’s were some of the Coffee Bottom families that grew the delicious berries.
Because strawberries are in for such a short period of time the farmers raising these would pay anyone who wanted to pick for them a dime a quart. When you finished with a tray, you would get a ticket for each quart you had picked and they would check them to make sure you didn’t fill it with berries that weren’t ripe, so you would get 6 tickets for every tray you brought in.
First off you would have to ride the flat bed wagon to the field. Then you would be given a tray that would hold 8 quarts and off you went. If you have never picked strawberries, let me tell you it is not the easiest job in the world. It is definitely one of those back breaking jobs unless you do the scooting thing and then you can get you britches pretty dirty. And it is hard to fill up one of those trays when you eat 2 and pick 1. Then by the time you have 2 or 3 quarts filled, your belly is beginning to feel a little strange. I’m not really sure I ever picked a whole tray or not. I think 50 cents is the most I ever made and then got mad because my sister did pretty good at the job. But I was okay because I knew that bacon sandwich was coming up soon and when the wagon went in at lunch, I would ride on it to the store at Hill Top and spend the afternoon there with Mrs. Bernice and her mother, Miss Minnie. I also would spend my earnings on a cold drink and candy bar. This was a big treat because we didn’t have access to candy and cokes the way kids do today. I would sit out front and wait for the afternoon wagon to come in so we could go home. Mama would always ask me “How much money did you make today?” and my reply was always “Not enough.” Of course she knew I had blown it all on candy and cokes but she never said anything.
A hui hou kāko
“May the road rise up to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
And the rain fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again
May God hold you in the palm of his hand”