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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Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Some scenes around bluegrass country.
The bluegrass is sure green and pretty. These pictures do not do justice to the beauty of this place.