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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Monday, September 26, 2011
I was so embarrassed!
Our tour went into this nice shed. It even had an observation room.
The shed was big and had a special material on the floor.
I asked what the shed was for. I was told that this is where the magic happens. A less poetic person would say that it was a breeding shed. You can see how embarrassed I was.