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value. These things were an extra dessert, or a mid afternoon snack.
We grew other fruits like pears and plums, but they didn't stand a
chance when watermelons, grapes or peanuts were in season and at
their peak. On a farm, one could usually find something to eat most
any time of the year.

To a lesser extent we liked to have fresh sugar cane in the fall to
chew. Soon after the peanuts were history the cane was ready to
harvest. We would go to the field, find a stalk that looked like it
would be good to chew, cut it and remove the leaves and top and have
a good ole jaw tiring cane chewing. Papa would remove the leaves, top
it, cut it down and bank it. If it was for seed, he would bank it,
covering it with a good layer of leaves then putting dirt to help
keep the cold damage to a minimum. If it was for syrup making, he
would put it in a pile and cover with just leaves. It was much easier
to get a stalk to chew after it had been cut, just go to the mound
reach in pull one out and have at it. But, for a couple of days
during cane grinding, just go to the mill catch a big glass full of
fresh ground juice and have a long drink.

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