Word: farmerly
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Those protesting the high price of meat mean well. But the truth is that we have been spoiled for years by low food prices at the expense of the American farmer and producer. Let's be honest enough to admit that most of us would not become farmers because of the conditions and the risk...
When they could, farmers fought back. Their wives swooped on meat stores and plucked them clean. A group led by Mrs. Crayton Guhlke, wife of a wheat and cattle farmer, held a buy-in in Spokane, Wash., while LAMP (Ladies Against Meat Prices) was picketing on the streets. Mrs. Kenny Williams, a LAMP leading light, said she welcomed such an expedition. "That shows the public where the money is-on the farm." Trying a more conciliatory tactic, a group of 21 farmers in Columbia, Mo., bought most of a store's meat supply and handed it out free...
...sold grain and seed and rented farm machinery to the De Portals presented a bill for $14,000. The family charged that it was a fraud. Before the matter could be resolved, a judge ordered the estate sold at auction. Though it was worth an estimated $330,000, a farmer named Louis Rivière made the high bid of $88,000, and the outstanding mortgages meant there would be nothing left for the De Portals...
Which brings us to Wheels and The Farmer's Daughter. Barmaids. The Farmer's Daughter because she was and Wheels... well, Wheels because she had nice legs. But to call her Wheels lessens the chauvinism, and surrounds her instead with a sense of mute admiration. Lou Brock has "the good wheels." So'd Bob Hayes. And mute admiration is the whole point. In the context. I'm thinking of the swirling nature of the activity, and simultaneously, its centering down on the individuals at each table, so that each group contributes its individuality to the whole...
Thus: The Farmer's Daughter, dressed in high boots and her father's vest, in the proper state of disarray to be almost permanently endearing. The same smile which brought us drinks with a charm that consistently mixed up recipient and drink, eased her out of ugly confrontations with hard core drunks. She contrasted with Wheels' essential inaccessibility. The stuff dreams are made of. An imagined conquest. We talked to The Farmer's Daughter. She talked back...