Why I’ll never be president

LOL, Jennifer, life and technology certainly have evolved since I was a kid and our Mother dispatched all of her offspring to pick gallons upon gallons of blackberries every summer for her to make blackberry cobblers, juice, jelly, jam, and more out of.  How well do I remember the itching from all of the “chiggers” (redbugs to the uninitiated) that we accumulated while bleeding from the sharp thorns on the briars…not even to mention all the snakes we encountered along the way.

Those were the good old days of the depression era??