It's time to dig my potatoes--the four long rows I have in my garden. I remember when I was a kid we had 20 acres of spuds on the home farm. Pa dug them with a six-tine fork and my brothers, Don and Darrel and I picked them by hand. It would take us most of two weeks to do the task.
In those days, our country school in Waushara County Wisconsin had a two-week "potato vacation" so all the kids could pick potatoes. Some vacation.
The Old Timer says: "When the horse dies, it's time to climb off."
Cobb Public Library, Oct 2, 6:00 p.m.
New Berlin Public Library, Oct 3, 6:30
Midwest Booksellers , Minneapolis, Oct. 6
Westfield Historical Society, Oct. 8, 6:30
Barnes and Noble, Bayshore (Milwaukee) Oct. 9, 6:30