Daddy and Mama would occassionlly make a trip into town to do some much needed shopping or business at the bank.
No, not to deposit money into the bank because we never had any money, but to humbly ask to borrow some money so we could plant crops so we could give the money to the bank after the crops were sold.
Banks loved folks like my Daddy.
Circulate the money to make money.
See how it worked?
We stayed at home alone and loved it.
Here is why.
So Daddy had roofed our big old barn with sheets of the shiniest aluminum he could find. Certain times of the day traffic coming over the hill at...