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Offline Spirithawk

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Then and Now
« on: June 26, 2010, 03:12:00 PM »
You know? I keep hearing how many folks feel we are too reliant on the government and that is what is wrong with this Country. I can't say I disagree with that but I feel there's much more to it than simply that. I was raised from birth by my grandmother. Just me and her. We were very much self reliant. We had to be, we were poor. We heated with wood, grew our own vegetables, and gathered many foods that grew wild including nuts, fruits and berries. Stuff that was much healthier and better tasting than anything you can buy in any store and we were wise enough to realise it. Much of our meat came from me hunting, trapping, or fishing. I was bringing rabbits, squirrels and quail, and various kinds of fish home as often as possible which was almost every day. If I wasn't in school or church I was usually hunting or fishing. I was only 8 years old when I made my first bow and arrows. Not toys, but a bow that I out shot my tournament shooting uncle with at age 10. No fancy rod and reel nor tacklebox full of exspensive lures. Just a pole cut from river cane and twine donated by the owner of the local hardware store in town. Hooks were made from bone and bait was either caught or dug. Everything I needed was provided by nature, gifts from the Creator above. I ran barefoot, shoes being for school and church. Once I stepped on a sharp rock and sliced my foot open from one side to the other. I wrapped my shirt around it and hobbled home. My grandmother just had me stick my foot in a bucket of kerosene, wrapped a bandage around it and I was right back out running in the woods. No crying nor whining, I just gritted my teeth and dealt with it. No need for a trip to the doctor. We had our own well with the best tasting water you could ever hope for. Had rain barrels at the corners of the house too. No bottled water or soft drinks, though once in a while I'd walk into town with an hard earned dime and bought a 5 cent candy bar and a 5 cent coke in a real bottle which were both real treats. We ate snow icecream when it snowed and I'd about kill for a bowl today. When out in the woods if me and my friends got hungry we'd pick poke when in season. A local farmer would donate a couple eggs, ears of corn and a potatoe or two. We'd boil the poke while roasting the corn and potatoes in our fire. When done we'd put the poke in a skillet, dice the roasted potatoes on top of that, shave the kernels of corn off the ears into it also, add some wild onions and then scramble the eggs with it all. Washed down by cold spring water we feasted like royalty in our young minds. Sometimes we'd roast a rabbit, squirrel or fry up some fresh caught fish. We had an old skillet and metal pot just for cooking that we kept stashed in the woods. Then there were wild grapes, cherries, plums, apples and a variety of berries for deserts. No need to run to the grocery store and places like McDonalds wasn't even thought of yet. Fast food meant something with legs that could run! Wild herbs were the remedies for many an ailment. Trips to the doctor or hospital were reserved for only if all else failed and you were getting desperate. We earned what little money we had in any honest manner we could. I shined shoes and collected pop bottles for their refunds to buy my few store bought toys. Really I was more interested in my bow and fishing pole than store bought stuff any how. I could both entertain and feed myself with them. Though I once fished a whole set of toy soldiers out of a storm drain in town with a stick tipped with bubble gum. They were Civil War soldiers both blue and gray and one of my most prized possesions. We had no car, first time I even road in one I was 12. If we needed to go somewhere we walked. That's why the Creator gave humans legs my Granny would say. There was no Government checks nor health insurance. Didn't need it, want it, nor ask for it. If there was something we couldn't do on our own there was always neighbors, family and the Creator to help us out. When folks went to war it was because they believed in a cause, not simply because they were told they must. Patriotism was something we were very proud of and not ashamed to say so. The same for our belief in the Creator. Folks went to church and actually practiced what they preached not to just put on a show for their neighbors. Now adays everyone needs grocery stores, some even restaraunts, to just be able to eat. Slightest sign of a sniffle and it's off to the doctor to be shot full of antibiotics. Heck, when I was a kid germs didn't dare enter my body. My imune systom would have kicked their butts! Now people exspect health care, housing, food, jobs and a good life garaunteed them and if they don't get it they blame the government and everybody but themselves. They either expect, or allow, the Government to even tell them what they can eat, how they should live, to tell them what's good for them and what isn't, and even what they should believe in both physically and spiritually. I'm sorry if I'm rambling but I often speak from the heart and I feel pasionet about what is happening to this Country and us. I just wish people would start taking responsibility for their own lives. That folks would act like people instead of puppets. There is absolutely nothing a human being needs that wasn't provided by the Creator. My ancestors knew that. Many of my People still recognise that fact. But sadly people now days think progress that makes life seem easier is a good thing. That it is the answer to all problems. I say it make you less a human, more a puppet and that sometimes to move forward in a good way you must first stop and take a hard look back. A return to old values is what this country needs. Not new plans that sound good, at first, but soon lead to nowhere. As I said, pardon me if I ramble but I felt it needed said.....SH ^i^

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Re: Then and Now
« Reply #1 on: June 26, 2010, 03:40:07 PM »
SpiritHawk, I agree with you 100%.

Our up bringing was not all that differant.  I too picked Polk along the side of the road, and on the hillside.  The mention of Kerosene brings back memories of my Grandfather swabbing kerosene over my brothers leg when he got careless with a pocket knife.  Today he would have been whisked off to the Doctor for stitches. 

My Grandma Hunter was a Cherokee, she was always taking me to the woods and teaching me things about living from what God provided there.  We catch a Groundhog in the garden, it got shot.  Then that groundhog became dinner that night, or the next night.  When it snowed, she would wait for a slight thaw the next day, then a refreeze over night.  Then that morning early, before the sun came up she would get me up and we would go out looking for Quail, before the foxes found them.  Quail would dive into a snow bank to get under the snow to stay warm.  When a snow bank had thawed then refroze, a quail hitting that bank would either be killed or injured.  Digging them out was easy.  They too became a meal.  She also taught me how to catch those big Tennessee Gray Squirrells.  There was no Whitetail Deer in that area back then, but we caught many Ferel Goats and Hogs in traps.

You are right, people need to learn to be more self sufficiant.   
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Re: Then and Now
« Reply #2 on: June 26, 2010, 04:24:40 PM »
we lived off the land but it was more that we lived off what we could raise. i remember shooting steers and skinning them with my dad.we used to go to the neighbors and skin fresh dead cows and sell the hides.we always cut up our own meat, usually 2 big steers every winter.we made our own honey too.well the bees made it we just extracted it.my gma was always askin for a young coon when winter came on. dang i wish i had her recipe for coon.it would melt in yur mouth.lol the good ole days

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Re: Then and Now
« Reply #3 on: June 26, 2010, 04:40:01 PM »
We put kerosene in lamps and soaked our wounds in coal oil. Kerosene As I recall was refined a little more. Can't remember for sure. When my Cherokee family went fishing we kept everything we caught including the smaller perch. Everything was eaten. Vegetables from the garden, hogs killed in the fall, and steers butchered when needed. No growth hormones, no implants. Life was poor as for as money and rich as far as livin and family.
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Re: Then and Now
« Reply #4 on: June 26, 2010, 04:54:37 PM »
Spirithawk I was just telling Matt the other day that from your post I have gained much respect for you, and would love to sit down someday and listen to your stories.  I agree with your post whole heartily!

As young as I am I was fortunate enough to be raised in the middle of nowhere where I can remember a simpler time of people taking care of people and using the land to survive.    I remember playing, fishing, and swimming in the streams, sneaking watermelon from Grandpops patch, and eating squirrel my younger brother shot and cooked over an open fire we started out in the back yard.  My grandparents on both sides were farmers so I can remember many family corn shuckings, pea snappings, and bean pickings. We used to be able to walk around the neighborhood gathering plums, wild strawberries, nuts, and berries from the edges of the woods and all throughout the neighbors yards.

Planting and harvesting seasons were my favorite times of year.  I have 11 great aunts and uncles who would all bring their families to Maw Maw and Pop Bedwells' to help till the land, and get the cotton and vegetables planted.  I don't really remember any big machines just strong men and women working together as a family to plant the seeds of sustenance.  When the crops were ready for picking the whole family gathered again several times to pick and properly store the vegetables.  We canned, froze, pickled, and cooked!  I can still remember being a young girl listening to my great grandmother and many Aunts tell tales of their history and why we do certain things the way we do.  I learned in that kitchen that it was expected to have to work hard for what you have and to be proud to be able to provide for your family.

A lot has changed over the years, but I am just as blessed now as I was then.  Maw and Pop Bedwell's place was sold long ago, so now we go to my Grandparents and my boys help dig the holes and lay the seeds.  We are able to gather at the Graybeards to pick fresh fruit and fish for family fish fry's.  We grow many of our own vegetables right here at home, and if Matt could get the time we would have more meat from the land as well. Our creator has provided all that we need to survive, and all the other stuff is that...just stuff.  When and only when people learn that they can't get something for nothing will we see our country take a turn for the better.

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Re: Then and Now
« Reply #5 on: June 26, 2010, 04:55:15 PM »
We put kerosene in lamps and soaked our wounds in coal oil. Kerosene As I recall was refined a little more. Can't remember for sure. When my Cherokee family went fishing we kept everything we caught including the smaller perch. Everything was eaten. Vegetables from the garden, hogs killed in the fall, and steers butchered when needed. No growth hormones, no implants. Life was poor as for as money and rich as far as livin and family.

Actually, coal oil is what we used for wounds too Dee. I just figured nobody would know what I was talking about if I said it. ;) By the way, how ya doin' ? Okay I hope.

Why thank you Heather, for such kind words. I'll post some more stories on here soon. I'll be sure to let you know when I do. In fact I'll post one tonight. :) I hope you enjoy them.

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Re: Then and Now
« Reply #6 on: June 26, 2010, 05:01:39 PM »
Oh, pretty good I guess. Looks like we're gonna have to move up to Oklahoma for work, but it's a good job I think with good benefits. I will be 4 miles from an Indian clinic, and 20 from the Indian hospital so that will be good, and the deer, turkey, and squirrel will be plentiful. I like the low mountains and hills in the area, and it's kinda off the beaten path. I just hate to sell my home. It's paid for, but God knows what He's doin, and we're gonna take it slow and be sure.
I think me and you probably could throw most any of the old ways or terms out there, and know what the other was talkin about, don't you?
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Re: Then and Now
« Reply #7 on: June 26, 2010, 05:15:12 PM »
Oh, pretty good I guess. Looks like we're gonna have to move up to Oklahoma for work, but it's a good job I think with good benefits. I will be 4 miles from an Indian clinic, and 20 from the Indian hospital so that will be good, and the deer, turkey, and squirrel will be plentiful. I like the low mountains and hills in the area, and it's kinda off the beaten path. I just hate to sell my home. It's paid for, but God knows what He's doin, and we're gonna take it slow and be sure.
I think me and you probably could throw most any of the old ways or terms out there, and know what the other was talkin about, don't you?
How you doin?

I'm holding my own which is about all I can ask for. Dealing with some nerve damage but getting it behind me. Thanks for asking. If you move I wish you luck. I'm sure you'll make the best of it. Yep, I'd say we're probably on the same page concerning the old ways. Not knowing my father well I've had to learn much by talking to Elders and anyone willing to share knowledge. That's where I learned the stories I tell. Be well my friend, be safe. I wish you enough.

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Re: Then and Now
« Reply #8 on: June 26, 2010, 05:26:31 PM »
We got 50 cents a week allowance, all of us had chores, sharing the work, we simply saw that as being part of the family. Too many kids today see chores as punishment. Sad. Meat was mostly what we caught or shot. We raised most of our vegetables and canned all summer. By winter we were in pretty good shape. My Dad bought a freezer and we pretty well kept it full of fish, snapping turtles, and an assortment of wild game. We hardly ever got new clothes, mostly hand me downs from older cousins, etc. I reckon by todays standards we were poor, we just never knew it. There were folks worse off and we appreciated every sgl thing we had. I was very lucky to have 2 loving parents. I was especially lucky that my Father, was also my Dad. I remember in grade school the teacher was showing the class different animal tracks and asked us to identify them, I knew them all. A classmate said, thats not fair, his Dad teaches him that stuff. Made me realize just how special my Dad was.  POWDERMAN.  ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
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Re: Then and Now
« Reply #9 on: June 27, 2010, 12:22:00 AM »
the things you fellas speak of are things ive been trying to rediscover since i retired..
 in a perfect world someday ill take my favorite rifle or two ..hit the woods an live ..
 i ll probably be too feeble to realize this dream .. but who knows..
my kids think its folley.. we ll see.ducking landowner an govt bullets is probably gonna be my biggest problem..  :)slim