Well then I’ll tell you, …. t’was when we lived on a farm, …. no electricity, hand crank well water, coal burning cook stove, gasoline Maytag, cellar house cooler, ….. all that good stuff ya know. I was bout 4 or 5 year old and my older brother told me to hold onto the horns of his nanny goat he was trying to milk. Well now, I was holding on tight to her horns and stretching to look over top of her head, apparently with my eyes wide open and my mouth agape, to watch what he was doing when that nanny goat reared her head backward real quick like and the tip of one of her horns caught that front toother and flipped it out quicker than a string on a door knob.
Ah, the memories. And the kids now days think they are poor and discriminated against iffen they don’t have their own personal I-Phones.