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At Home in Curryville

Our Curryville house was humble, but it was a fun and love-filled place.

The cellar was alive. The coal bin, the raised bins for potatoes. Many shelves held hundreds of jars with canned peaches, pears, tomatoes, tomato juice, beans of many varieties, corn, pickled beets and jellies. A mix of any vegetables left after the final harvest were pickled. A little turmeric was added to make it yellow, and we called that Piccadilly. There were often large crocks of sauerkraut and root beer. Dad and Fred dug under the kitchen which expanded our cellar. A ping pong table filled that space and gave us...


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