So, let’s see, it was 9 years ago, I gue...

So, let’s see, it was 9 years ago, I guess. You were just a toddler, barely talkin’ yet. The whole world was goin’ through a hard time, and after awhile things got real rough. We were havin’ to live off the land and make do. Us Coopers were real good at huntin’ and raisin’ animals, so we got a couple chickens and the goat and I started huntin’ for meat. The Clarks were good friends and neighbors at that time and they were real good at gardening, so they planted a big one and we started sharin’ what we had with each other. Things were real good for awhile, but soon the sharin’ and workin’ together started to wear on us, I guess. The Clarks started keepin’ the best produce for themselves and they said the baby Violet was expectin’ needed just as many eggs as our growing boy. They were so selfish and stuck up. They wanted half the meat, but Tom was never willing to get his hands dirty and go out huntin’ with me. He was too good for that. They wouldn’t even watch when I had to gut a deer. But they’d eat it. Oh, they were more than willing to eat it. So, one day, I put my foot down. I said if they wanted any more meat or eggs or milk from us, Tom had to help me hunt once in awhile. He was draggin’ his feet and complaining the whole way, but he came out with me. And…well… it didn’t go well. Long story short, Tom Clark got himself into a stupid ass position in the woods and a stray bullet caught him in the chest. So, we built the fence and established the time frames and decided we would be better off on our own.

PA stands up to go inside.

So, now ya know.

PA looks at his watch.

Our time is up in 10 seconds. Don’t dawdle.

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