tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14577752.post3533521325354299782..comments2023-11-03T05:27:22.164-06:00Comments on Fine Dry Wit: HumbledDoughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16007272910234771974noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14577752.post-45333260641277770682011-06-22T20:22:04.987-06:002011-06-22T20:22:04.987-06:00Notice the grindstone in the background of the pic...Notice the grindstone in the background of the picture. You don't see those anymore. I'm guessing the chicken in the foreground was "free range" and probably supper.<br />My dad lived near these boys. They didn't get electricity until he was in his teens. They lived next to a lake; in the winter he would take an ax, chop a hole in the ice and lead the cow down to drink. Water for the family was hand pumped and carried.<br />Like most of those coming out of the "Great Depression", my parents never threw anything away that might be useful 'someday'. They were appreciative of all that they had. Stuff equaled security. <br />But true security comes from knowing God, being loved by Him. <br />May God richly Bless you today.Doughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16007272910234771974noreply@blogger.com