Word: milkings
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Swinging down from the loft, Joe took a shaker of sulfa powder to the barn's northeast stall and tenderly dusted the mangled ankle flesh of a calf. A few weeks before, the calf had been taken away from its mother, one of Joe's six milk cows. First night away, the weaning calf tried to climb the wall of a barn stall. Next morning Joe found the struggling animal hanging by its right forefoot, caught high in a crack and badly cut. Old Sam Carver, neighbors remember, had hands as gentle...
...mixed among the snaps, whippoorwills (brown peas), okra (fixed in a "made-up" dish with corn-bread crumbs and meats, so as to remove the slickness), corn, sweet potatoes, candied pears, eggbread sticks, biscuits, cake and ice cream. Most of the food is produced on the farm-but the milk comes straight from the Lebanon dairy, a fact that would have shocked the farmers of Sam Carver's generation. Joe (with a well-educated eye on the long-term balances of farm economics, insists that he be left free to sell all his milk to the cheese factory...
...pleaded to have the cow, his father said: "You can have her if you quit sucking your thumb. None of us must ever see you with your thumb in your mouth again." No one ever did-and "Old Jersey" was kept by Joe as a calf producer and milk cow until she died three years...
...tenderhearted Japanese public was properly indignant. Tokyo's Mainichi Shimbun last week carried a tearjerking headline: MAMMA AND BABY MARIMO FOUND. The pair had been abandoned in a milk bottle on a train from Hokkaido. The Japanese love marimos, as pets and as national treasures, and they hate anybody heartless enough to abuse them...
...goes to bed late and rises late. Usually he prepares his own breakfast-an unappetizing bowl of strained oatmeal and a glass of milk which, he hopes, are good for his ulcer-and eats in the white-walled living room decorated with two portraits of his tall, attractive wife and a Renoir landscape that Ed gave Sylvia this year for their 25th wedding anniversary. Then he lights the first of the day's many cigarettes and is ready for the phone calls that his secretaries, Carmine Santullo and Jean Bombard, have been holding at bay all morning. When...