When yer poor everything taste good.
yep that is true.
best tasting thing I ever ate was a mudpie and the best drink was creek water downstream from the neighbor's cows watering hole.
most people don't have the slightest clue, what poor is.
I remember those days very well.
we had fun by having foot races in the neighbor's plowed field after a real heavy rain.
we sunk to the knees easy in the mud and got covered head to toe.
yep we was poor but we still had some fun.
my Old Man had a nick name in those days. he was called Mud Duck, he never got stuck up in the mud.
thanks for the trip down memory lane.
