Memories of the Fourth
June 30, 2015
The Fourth of July brings back fond memories of my childhood growing up on a farm in southeastern Ohio. On the Fourth of July my family would go to our neighbors’ in the afternoon to celebrate the Fourth. The Battins, our neighbors lived a half a mile away from us on a hog farm. We would meet at their house and then travel another half mile to the farm. For the next couple of hours we fed the hogs and mucked the stalls. Allen, my neighbor told me that the pigs bite making me afraid of animals. After we finished, we headed back to their house where we sat on the screen porch. We drank sweet lemon iced tea with hot dogs, hamburgers, potato salad, and baked beans. After supper, we played croquet until dusk. Daniel always won. He is a genius! Allen shot off roman candles in a field before we had Fran’s homemade delicious ice cream. The ice cream was the best part of the Fourth of July. Everyone enjoyed the ice cream gobbling it in a matter of minutes.