A fine man that grew up in Missouri, and worked for my parents said were he came from, the only men in town that owned a suit were the banker, and the preacher.
The rest had three pair of overalls, The newest were church goin'. The middle pair, go to town Saturday night. The oldest work.

Married, and buried in the bibs.


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"May the Good Lord take a likin' to you"