ah i remember those days. We had to walk FIFTEEN miles just to buy a letter from the General Store. But back then the general store was closed due to the great prohibition in 1919. They closed the store down because we weren’t allowed to drink. So we had to go all the way to the next town over to get a drink. But by then the cops caught on, so we all had to settle for radish juice by the old field in the next town over on the the other side of the great river. Which by then im sure you know was flooded. It made the farm business terribly slow mind you, but we bought some new hoes over at the general store -zzzzzzzzzzzzz-