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    1. Thank you, Tackle, for seeing to it that Ms. Campbell receives, even posthumously, some of the recognition and respect that she richly deserves.

      Can you, possibly, enlarge this photograph so we can look closer at her honest expression of her life in the field?

      Thanks, even if not!

    2. When I was a kid my dad had us 4 kids pick cotton one afternoon as a learning experience. We all learned that we never wanted to pick cotton and did develop empathy for those who had to, for whatever reason.

    3. My Aunt grew up in Northern Alabama and picked cotton.

      My TN mother and 2 brother 2 sisters did milking, chores before school and after. When the Depression set in the older ones took some outside jobs.

      When we cousins spent summers on the farm we helped with the plowing, harvesting also. Kept us out of trouble at least for a few hours and taught us responsibility. How and where our food came from and the work that it required.

      I worry about these generations of kids raised wrapped in bubble wrap, every part of their day organized and guided.

      Living in a rural area still have those kids that you can tell know how to handle themselves . There usually 13 to 18 year olds unofficially helping at the feed stores, Murdock and they are confident, mannerly and want to work.

      In 1919 the lovely girl probably had school but missed some at Fall harvest. As a girl her future was limited to marriage and little else.

      My mothers older sister was born in 1919. She bucked the system of those times and beca,became, a chemical analyst. Made really good money, owned her own home. She said farm chores and the Depression helped her want more than the times offered. WW2 my mother and Aunt worked in the war effort in non traditional jobs, changed them both and being farm raised they did thise jobs well.

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