Whats your name?
So I showed Daddy some vintage pictures that were on Facebook of a houseboat around Marianna dated sometime in 1937. He said that it looked a lot like the houseboats they lived in but it wasn’t theirs because a ten year old girl was standing in front of it.
From there, the conversation went on and we started talking about picking cotton. Of course the conversation was one sided, because I know nothing about picking cotton. But he told me that the best sandwich he has ever eaten was this sausage link that an old man used to grill and sell to the cotton pickers at lunch. While most of the pickers worked and lived on the farm, and their lunch was paid for by the ‘boss man’, the other day to day pickers like Daddy, had to pay for their own. He also sold Greasy Dick beer. You could only get one for lunch while you were working but I almost choked. My Daddy said Greasy Dick beer. I was almost embarrassed. He finished the story but I couldn’t forget that name.
When I got home, I decided to google and guess what! It was Griesedieck (NOT Greasy Dick) Beer. They also made Falstaff.
From there, the conversation went on and we started talking about picking cotton. Of course the conversation was one sided, because I know nothing about picking cotton. But he told me that the best sandwich he has ever eaten was this sausage link that an old man used to grill and sell to the cotton pickers at lunch. While most of the pickers worked and lived on the farm, and their lunch was paid for by the ‘boss man’, the other day to day pickers like Daddy, had to pay for their own. He also sold Greasy Dick beer. You could only get one for lunch while you were working but I almost choked. My Daddy said Greasy Dick beer. I was almost embarrassed. He finished the story but I couldn’t forget that name.
When I got home, I decided to google and guess what! It was Griesedieck (NOT Greasy Dick) Beer. They also made Falstaff.
Sure am glad my name was Boozer!!!
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