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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Saturday, May 28, 2011
Behind the counter at the Waffle House.
John and I had breakfast at the Waffle House this morning. I was impressed by the number of workers behind the counter and took these pictures. I counted nine workers. Almost one for every four customers. They work in close quarters!
Posted by Chuck Monson at 11:24 AM