LOST ARTS
The dehorning of cattle, castrating of pigs and colts, mating of horses, and dipping and shearing of sheep, are lost arts in most places.
Blacksmithing on the farm is gone. No longer do the farmers make their own horseshoes, brush knives, butchering knives, and repair farm implements, such as making single and double trees.
Hog killing on the farm is also lost, except for the goat killing in Gwinnett County.
Mom doesn't make butter any more. Buttermilk and blue-john are out. Canned lard from rendered pig skins is gone. Buttermilk and lard biscuits no longer exist, nor does red-eye and milk gravy.
Canned blackberry, raspberry, strawberry, and grape jam are out except for the stuff at Kroger that passes for jam.
Paw-Paws, persimmons, May apples, Virginia Beauties, sorghum molasses, dried apples, and strung shuck-beans are gone.
Creek-side greens, and fresh caught suckers and horney-heads are no longer safe. One can not drink out of the branch that runs through a farm either.
Sassafras tea roots are impossible to find, and Chinquapins and hazelnuts are missing everywhere.
Fox grapes are gone, as are gin-sang roots.
I think their replacements are OK, however: grocery stores (except for Chinese stuff), Computers (where one can order from web sites that don't really have much of the stuff, actually--they just represent those who do.
And thousands of processed food items are very conveniently available everywhere if you have the dough.
The biggest thing I hate are the Banks, Insurance companies, Drug Stores and their suppliers, short-term loan companies, most politicians, and our medical system.
I wish my Grandchildren and theirs the best since they won't know any better!
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