Checked My Paw Paw Patch
I went out today and checked the "new" paw paw patch I found back in the fall. These are deep in the woods and don't get much sun which tends to make them smaller than those in full sun. But for wild paw paws some are a decent size. Still a lot of green ones on the trees too but I managed to get a pound or two of ripe ones. I'll go back in about a week and shake down more ripe ones. I also grabbed a handful of buckeyes (not pictured) to give the grandkids for good luck. When I was growing up any kid that didn't have a buckeye and a pcoket knife in his pocket was a city kid.
The Elites don't fear the tall nails, government possesses both the will and the means to crush those folks. What the Elites do fear (or should fear) are the quiet men and women, with low profiles, hard hearts, long memories, and detailed target folders for action as they choose.
"I here repeat, & would willingly proclaim, my unmitigated hatred to Yankee rule—to all political, social and business connections with Yankees, & to the perfidious, malignant, & vile Yankee race."
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