I usually got up of a morning , got dressed and went down and ate breakfast. Daddy used to fix the breakfast and he would have grits, country ham, eggs, fried sweet potatoes, and sliced tomatoes in season. Then I would feed the chickens and go out and open the store up. That and the Post office were the only things on the place locked; the house and barns were never locked. The back door had a key but the front door and all the windows had iron bars that went across them. Next I would sweep out the entire store and post office and the front steps and in front of the store. Mamma would usually be milking the cows while I did this. Then she would have the milk all strained and ready to be put away. I would take a couple quarts up to our preacher at that time.
— “The Way It Was,” Chapter Twelve: “THE STORE,” 1999