Me. I was pretty thin here but the Army told me I had to lose more. The fat pic behind Sue told me was to remind me I was dieting.
Then they told me I had to eat more protein. Sooooo.
I began eating steak. Back in those days I could eat it.
Sue took some of these of the Bouquet river where Mom liked to fish.
She took these, too, I think but they scanned in a lot smaller than they should have and I don't think I have copies of them anymore.
These nest ones I took just as we were leaving to go back to ohio after Tommy and I had been out for a visit. They show the nastiness of Dick Taylor's idea of farming.
He would get animals when they were small and fatten them up on junk food he got from the bakeries. Stuff that was too nasty for humans to eat with mold and who knows what else on them. He'd unload them from the truck, huge long paper sacks of them and the animals would gobble up anything his kids let them have. It was too gross to watch.
In the fall he would take the animals to the auction barn to sell them to unsuspecting buyers.
This last one here is one I took at a real farm in Argyle years later when I went back and re-entered college. This was one of my class assignments.
