“Daddy’s Footsteps” Many a day Daddy would hitch up our mule, “Old Hat” to the plow and set out to the field. He had the ability to look down toward the row’s end and know exactly where the row should stop. When he plowed to the end of the row, there would be one of … Continue reading Daddy’s Footsteps
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