I am not older than dirt-BUT-I grew up this way
Our doors were never locked-I always imagine
God walking through our front door

I didn't know we were poor

Born knowing there is a God

Grew 1/2 acre of food on our 1 acre of land

Proud of how my Parents raised me & siblings

I grew up the same way. We grew our own food, and both sets of grandparents grew theirs as well.

One grandmother canned everything under the sun and they had a shed with shelves and shelves of canned food.

I can remember all of us sitting around a big circle, shucking corn. We made homemade ice cream, and grandad said we couldn't have any unless we took turns at the crank.

We never locked our doors and I used to walk to school by myself since first grade.

Same here-we snapped the green beans, chucked the peas-crazy-mom canned everything=family of 9 - we made ice cream at grandpas - cranked a long time- Grandpa was a Judge, sent his own son to jail for pouching
We had strawberries - raspberries - picked huckleberries - I climbed willow trees & ate green Peppers, tomatoes & cucumbers without salt

At my grandparents houses, I would go out in the garden as a kid and pull up carrots, wash them off with the hose and eat them, eat green beans and cherry tomatoes off the vine. We also had apples, strawberries and raspberries.

Grandma made the best sauerkraut and pickles.

We had tomato, cucumber and red onion sandwiches. One slice of our beefsteak tomatoes completely covered a slice of bread.

When I left home to go to college, the first thing I noticed was tomatoes just didn't taste the same.