4-H In My Youth I know that 4-H in this part of the country (and many others) means hogs and steers, but my introduction to 4-H was with a group of my girlfriends when I was about eight or nine. One of the moms decided to start a 4-H club for us, so we spent […]
This is Something That Made Me Crazy for a Long Time While my family loved watermelon, I hated to get it. Why? I dreading cutting the darned thing. The knife had slipped too many times and I was knife-shy! How do you cut up a round thing without putting your fingers in mortal danger?