The rural area I grew up in is loacted in Middle Georiga, a small town in Wilcox County, named Abbeville, Georgia.  This little part of Georgia has beautiful countryside.  In the spring of the year, the cherry blossom, and dogwood trees were so beauitful.  The sweet smell of the blossom drew honeybees, which were always buzzing around.  The fields would be filled with farm animals, gardens, and people working. 

One of my first experiences with nature was the day my grandmother allowed me to milk the family cow, Daisy.  I was really excited about doing this chore.  I followed my grandma to barn.  I took giant steps to walk in her footprints.  When we reached the barn, grandma, pulled out this stool.  "It's little just like me." I thought.

"Stand still Daisy," demand grandma.  I always thought Daisy understood  because she would turn her head toward grandma or give a loud moo.  Grandma placed the aluminum bucket underneath Daisy and the work began.  I placed my small hands around Daisy's long pink nipples.  I gave them a pull and a tight squeeze, and the milk splashed into the bucket. 

Also due to living in rural area the jobs that were available to most men were outdoors. My daddy was a logger, and he worked for the Sercer's Logging Company.  He cut down the trees using a logging saw.  The saw had a small motor, very smokey, and a thin blade with sharp teeth on the edge. He carried it by hand.  Daddy used the saw to cut oak wood for the fires.  The tiny pieces of wood would fly though the air, and would fall to the ground like snowflakes.

Something wonderful happened one evening when my daddy came home.  He was holding his jacket and it had a bundle inside.  He walked over to me and said: "Red I have somthing for ya."  He eased his hand in his jacket and gently removed the bundle.  He unfolded his sweat cloth and this small baby squirrel was balled up inside.  I named this little fellow Sam.

Sam grew up to be a large fox squirrel.  His fur was smokey-gray a fluffy black tail, and eyes that shined like black marbles.  Sam grew up in our home and he was very friendly and always eating. Sam started chewing on my mom's furniture.  She had Sam put out.

My dady provided needed finance for our family, heating for our home, and special gifts.  Living in the rural area though logging my father was able to provide special love and care for his family.