Prune picker is a Depression Era term for a native Californian. It was not a complement. In the thirties when I was a boy there were times that I was the only prune picker in a group. Everyone else had been born somewhere else.
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Thursday, October 21, 2010
99th Annual Washington Parish Fair and Parade
The Fair is really a big deal here. All Franklinton Schools shut down for a week.
In the Parade were tractors.
There were about 20 tractors!
Lots of spectators.
John was up reaching for candy and a boy on a float threw him some and yelled "Here you are Old Man!" John was tickled. I guess he was proud to be taken for an old man.
There were bands.
And the Navy Jazz Band from New Orleans.
Three nice ladies. Katie and Johnny Miller and Mrs John Adams.
John likes beads!
Lots of horses.
The Navy Band played at the Fairgrounds.
My grandson in law, Justin Miller, works for Magee. I hope they sell a lot of cars!