Remember old school efforts last longer
July 2, 2020
I sat down to write something wise and profound, but then decided to write something much needed now in these unsettled times.
I awoke this morning to the memory of our old wood burning stove having a heavy oven door that had to be propped with a forked stick to keep the heat controlled for brown biscuits. Daddy finally got the door latch fixed and Mama kept browning our biscuits.
Nothing unusual about a stove oven door propped with a forked stick from where I come from.
I married Lamar and his Mama propped her sprung Hotpoint oven door with a forked stick.
Her biscuits made me glad I said...