Sunday, March 1, 2009
PERSIMMON BLOOM HONEY
KATH WHETTED MY APPETIRE FOR PANCAKES AND MEMORIES OF THE OZARKS DURING THE GREAT DEPRESSION.
FOLLOWING IS THE COMMENT SENT TO KATH.
HOT CAKES WITH HONEY(PERSIMMON BLOOM HONEY).IN THE OZARKS OF EASTERN OKLAHOMA, ALL OF ARKANSAS AND MISSOURI ARE PERSIMMON TREES, WHITE BLOOMS COME OUT IN SPRING AND WITH WORK OF BEES PRODUCE A WONDERFUL FLAVORED HONEY.IN THE FALL THE FRUIT DEVELOPS INTO A FIRM GREEN COMPOSITION WHICH HAS A SOUR PUCKERING TASTE.HOWEVER AFTER FROST THE FRUIT IS TRANSFORMED INTO A SHRIVELED YELLOWISH TAN COLOR AND SUCH A DELICIOUS TASTE.ONLY A SMALL AMOUNT OF 'MEAT' ON EACH FRUIT AND BLACK SEEDS ARE LARGE.WE HILLBILLY BOYS WERE EXPERT ON GETTING THE SWEET PART.OPOSSUMS LOVED THEM TOO.WHEN YOU GO OPOSSUM HUNTING, GO TO THE PERSIMMON GROVES,(AT NIGHT).sam
01 March 2009 09:20
NOTE : BAKED POSSUM IS VERY GOOD TOO. sam shafer
Saturday, November 29, 2008
To All---My daughter is writing this for me....
Tough luck has overcome me. I've been in the hospital about a month now with a stroke. I'm doing good with therapy. It doesn't seem like a month but I haven't had a chance to be on google and my daughter is writing for me. This message is sent because I don't want you to think I have forgotten all of you. I am looking forward to going home. Sam
Friday, October 24, 2008
MILLIONS AND BILLIONS

Years ago, whether millions or billions, geologists can only estimate, this area around Canon City Colorado was affected by the WILL of GOD, one of the results a generous formation of Rocks which supposedly brought on the name ROCKY MOUNTAINS.
So many different kinds of rocks. The entrance to the 'SKYLINE DRIVE' which follows the ridge of a mountain west of Canon City, entrance having an Arch of Stone, rocks from every State of the U.S. at the time of construction. (type keyword SKYLINE DRIVE CANON CITY COLORADO) this built by use of prisoners and sledge hammers making small rocks out of big ones. Mule Teams too, long before the modern
machinery as we know it now.
Beyond Skyline Drive is a valley thru which has U.S. Highway 50 and on out of these foothills to more Western States. Up from that Valley is a taller mountain easily seen from Canon City which has a Stone Quarry of Rose Colored Marble. (a major industry here). The Colorado State Capitol Building at Denver has much of the Marble from this Quarry.
GOD'S Will produced many diverse types of rocks. Abundance of Limestone, Gravel of different Colors.
Of course other States have these things too. Arkansas State and those surrounding it has FLINTROCK. Most of the Flint arrowheads have been found by now. The Cherokee Indians of Oklahoma were experts at making Flint arrowheads. A slow unique process.
I will try to show a photo of the Rose Color Marble Quarry. sam
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Back during Bus Driving Days
Yes, Sam took his Wife Mary Jane and 4 year old Son to St.Louis -
ST. LOUIS, MISSOURI
The old Greyhound Bus Station in St.Louis adjoined a huge fruit market. In fact if the sidewalk was included, the incoming Greyhound Buses must drive thru part of the fruit market before unloading the passengers.
Crates of oranges and baskets of fruit placed dareingly near to the area in which the right front wheel of the bus must pass.
On occasion, as accidents do happen, a crunch and out across the sidewalk rolled the fruit, some to be mashed by the rear dual wheels as the bus continued in. Then the yelling and tearing his hair of the fruit manager. Forgetting to speak English momentarily, then shows a Greyhound official, now using English with hand talk how careless that Greyhound driver was to tumble a fruit basket.
Inside the fruit market were various sections, imported dried fruit, candied peels, bakery products, a pickle department. Fish too, live or cleaned on demand. A huge fascinating place.
One day a Greyhound driver had taken his wife and eldest son for a trip to St. Louis from Springfield Missouri. The eldest son was four years old. The driver had brought the Schedule bus up from the garage to drive back to Springfield, silverside bus, this being back in the 1950s, those old buses having no restrooms.
With about a half hour to spare, the driver and wife and boy decided to visit the fruit market. Right off the boy saw those jars of green olives with the bright red on one end of the olive, his favorite. The mother knew he would be thirsty after eating the olives and said no, you would drink too much water and no restroom on the bus. Just eat one of those bananas your dad is offering you. Then the tantrum. Boy following dad, thinking he would give in. The driver held the boy in one arm while he cried and struggled and the sack of bananas in his other hand,
Dozens of people watching, the wife had retreated a few steps and an alert observing lady pointed at the driver and said, I've been watching that bus driver eating those bananas and the boy has'nt even had one. He should be reported. sam
ST. LOUIS, MISSOURI
The old Greyhound Bus Station in St.Louis adjoined a huge fruit market. In fact if the sidewalk was included, the incoming Greyhound Buses must drive thru part of the fruit market before unloading the passengers.
Crates of oranges and baskets of fruit placed dareingly near to the area in which the right front wheel of the bus must pass.
On occasion, as accidents do happen, a crunch and out across the sidewalk rolled the fruit, some to be mashed by the rear dual wheels as the bus continued in. Then the yelling and tearing his hair of the fruit manager. Forgetting to speak English momentarily, then shows a Greyhound official, now using English with hand talk how careless that Greyhound driver was to tumble a fruit basket.
Inside the fruit market were various sections, imported dried fruit, candied peels, bakery products, a pickle department. Fish too, live or cleaned on demand. A huge fascinating place.
One day a Greyhound driver had taken his wife and eldest son for a trip to St. Louis from Springfield Missouri. The eldest son was four years old. The driver had brought the Schedule bus up from the garage to drive back to Springfield, silverside bus, this being back in the 1950s, those old buses having no restrooms.
With about a half hour to spare, the driver and wife and boy decided to visit the fruit market. Right off the boy saw those jars of green olives with the bright red on one end of the olive, his favorite. The mother knew he would be thirsty after eating the olives and said no, you would drink too much water and no restroom on the bus. Just eat one of those bananas your dad is offering you. Then the tantrum. Boy following dad, thinking he would give in. The driver held the boy in one arm while he cried and struggled and the sack of bananas in his other hand,
Dozens of people watching, the wife had retreated a few steps and an alert observing lady pointed at the driver and said, I've been watching that bus driver eating those bananas and the boy has'nt even had one. He should be reported. sam
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