A acorn falls from the tree

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A acorn does not fall far from the tree, or as the saying goes..However, if the tree is on a hill, then the Acorn may roll down the hill further away from the tree!!!

It's been quite a experience to research the history of my ancestors. To know where I came from, to know what got me this way, and where I might be heading.

This is a photo of one of my Great Grandmothers. Look down at the bottom of the photo. There in all its glory is her bona fide card of being a member of the Women's Christian Temperance Union. (Hope it comes out large enough for you to see)

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Her solemn pledge to: Abstain from Distilled, Fermented and Malt Liquors including Wine, Beer and Cider beverages, and to employ all proper means to discourage the use and traffic in the same.

I obtained this photo of my Great Grandmother from one of my shirt tail relatives, while I was searching.

I had met my Great Grandmother when I was still a little shaver. I remember her house as being very dark in her parlor. The shades were always drawn. I remember a old pump organ against one of the walls in there. But most of the time while older folks were inside talking, my older sister and I would play outside. One of the things that is a lasting memory of her place is the fish pond outside of the kitchen. It was only about twice the side of a kids wading pool. But in the pond was goldfish. The fish were about twice the size of regular goldfish.

I didn't have a chance to meet my Great Grandfather, as he died in 1931. But from the stories I heard about him, it's no wonder she joined the Temperance Union (I'll give you a story about him another time...stay tuned you other Mule lovers for this one)

So, if a Acorn doesn't fall far from the tree, then I recon one or three of the acorns rolled a long ways down the hill from the tree!!!!!


WuzzFuzz
 
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my grandfathers & their brothers never brewed beer or made wine/spirits until prohibition... but my dad's father & his brothers made a huge keg of wine in their basement... when it was almost ready to drink, my paternal grandmother, a hard shell Baptist put a huge box of baking soda in it... but was devastated to find out how much money the guys had spent on the project & it was all wasted then...she never did it again they said.

My maternal grandfather, an old tight fisted farmer continued to make his own beer until his death in the early 1960's... and drank it room temp...
 
According to my Dad, they made red wine for the neighborhood back in the prohibition days in order to make ends meet.

Pretty common if he is to be believed.
 
Old timers will tell you that drunkenness was a huge problem amongst males here in the USA at the turn of the century. Beer was cheap, liquor was not too expensive, and there a good many opium addicts. IIRC, drugs weren't even classified and controlled by law until around the end of WW1. You can't blame women for trying to put a stop to alcohol consumption.
 
Old timers will tell you that drunkenness was a huge problem amongst males here in the USA at the turn of the century. Beer was cheap, liquor was not too expensive, and there a good many opium addicts. IIRC, drugs weren't even classified and controlled by law until around the end of WW1. You can't blame women for trying to put a stop to alcohol consumption.


I'll go more into it in another post....But, my Great Grandmother's husband, from some of the other shirt tail relatives, and from the stories I heard about him too, he was known as a "Rounder"

1. Def..A Rounder is a person who makes the rounds of bars, saloons, and similar establishments; Figuratively, a Debaucher or Roue.

2. A rounder is defined as someone who is frequently drunk or shows immoral or improper conduct....

It's hard to read the full date on my Great Grandmothers card, but it is 191??????, so that would have been before prohibition.

I'll go more into his background in my post about him...

But read again what I said about a acorn falling from a tree.:D

Well I'm not that bad.:rolleyes::rolleyes: But I have been known to have a toot or three in my day.:D


WuzzFuzz
 
Wuzz your great grandma looks like a tough old bird! My guess is great grandpa got his what fors on many occasions .
 
My mother was a flapper. She told me several times she drank more during prohibition than any other time in her life.
 
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