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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Sunday, June 26, 2011
Peach Festival. A walk around downtown.
It was warm. About 93. I walked a big circle of several blocks. I was gratified to see my step total for the day was 5180. This the first time I broke 5000 in a month. I would often find a place to sit in the shade and rest. I had the traditional dish of peach ice cream. There were two large area for craft tents.
I had to ask what these were for. They are for hanging on a wall.