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Then Jesus said to his disciples,
"If anyone would come after me, he must first deny himself and
take up his cross and follow me. For whoever wants to save his life
will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me will find it.
( Matt. 16:24 )
A long time ago, in 1932, in the very depths of the
Depression, my brother, Charles, lived down at Gore
straight, on the upper side of the road. Behind his
house was his garden and apple orchard. It
was later in the summer and the apples were
very ripe. We had already made apple
butter, and now Charles decided
to make apple cider.
We borrowed a cider mill from the neighbor. A cider
mill has a large, sloping box with two slotted
wooden wheels and a large crank handle on
the side. When you turned the crank, the
two wheels would turn against
When you pulled apples into the large box with the
slotted wheels turning, it crushed the apples
and set the juice straight down into a bucket
and the crushed pulp was ejected in
another direction. We added sugar
to the apple juice and were
on the way to making cider.
Charles dumped in the apples and my job was to turn
the crank. Charles kept dumping the apples and I
kept turning the crank and the apple juice was
filling up the bucket. It was a hot day. Once in
awhile, I would see a worm crawling up
the inside of the cider mill.
Then I saw more and more worms crawling up the
side to escape the two big drums. They did not
want to be part of the cider. I started thinking,
My Gosh, how am I going to drink this cider
someday after it was fermented. The
worms bothered me. I caught
some before they were
ground up, but some
fell to their fate.
We finally had about a half a barrel of apple juice
and Charles said that was enough. We carried
the juice barrel over to the cellar below the
smokehouse, sat it on the table, and
added the sugar.
Now all we had to do was wait about six weeks
for the juice to ferment and turn into cider. The
image of those worms crawling up the side
was still in my mind.
At last the day came and Charles said the cider
was ready and he offered me a glass. I said,
"I don't believe I want any cider." Charles
said he didn't want any either. Neither of
us would admit to the other why.
Charles said, "Eddie, I'll just give about a pint of
this to the hog every time I feed it." The winter
wore on and the hog turned into a razorback
because, as we found out afterwards,
cider gives a hog diarrhea!
The hog was skinny and stumbling all over the
place. Mr. Hamrick, Charles' father-in-law,
was down at Charles' house one day and
said, "Charles, what are you feeding your
hog? It's a razorback!"
Charles said, "Fred, when I feed the hog, I put a
pint of cider in with the hog feed but it still
stumbles and has diarrhea." Fred, who had
been a farmer all his life, laughed and laughed.
Finally, Fred said, "Charles, your razorback
hog is not sick, it's drunk!"
Very true story!!
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