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    My Country Story: Growing up as the Farmer’s Daughter
    My Country Story: Growing up as the Farmer’s Daughter
    My Country Story: Growing up as the Farmer’s Daughter
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    My Country Story: Growing up as the Farmer’s Daughter

    By Annie Farmer

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    My father was almost murdered by my uncle. My uncle was in jail and sent a message to my parents, which he wrote on a cigarette pack that was unfolded, to get him out of jail.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherXlibris US
    Release dateJan 25, 2019
    ISBN9781796011807
    My Country Story: Growing up as the Farmer’s Daughter
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    Annie Farmer

    She grew up in the Country on a Farm. It was eight miles to the nearest Town. On a Week Day usually on a Thursday was Their regular trip to town to stock up on Supplies. Most of theirFood was Home Grown and/or Canned for Winter use, and She went to Simcoe Elementry and walked for 6 years, rode a School Bus for 6 years to Fairview High School and Graduated in 1966. She learned to cook at the age of 12 and was taught to sew by her Mother. She belonged to 4 H Club and won several Ribbons. She learned to play the Piano by Shape notes and filled in for the Regular Pianist in her absence. She wanted to be a Model when she finished High School but her Parents could not afford for her to go, she also like Drawing Pictures and entered a contest that had a Picture of a Young Girl and she did it Free Hand and hit it spot on, She won a $500.00 Scholarship to the School, but again her Parents couldn't afford to send her. She did manage to go to a Trade School and became a Hairdresser and won first Place in a Hair Style Contest and got her Picture in the Local Newspaper along with the Second and Third Place Winners., It was a create your own Hair Style . She then went to a Business School, and enrolled with a Community College, and went to several different Community Colleges and took Medical Coding classes, Anatomy and Other Medical Studies. She grew up very shy and when she was a Young Child she earned the Nick Name of Squealer.She got Married at the age of 19, and lived in the same Home for 19 years, She and her Husband had 2 sons and they moved a lot with his work. She has been to all of the lower 48 States and add Colorado, Kansas, Missouri and Iowa.

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      My Country Story - Annie Farmer

      Copyright © 2019 by Annie Farmer.

      Library of Congress Control Number:              2019900728

      ISBN:                  Hardcover                     978-1-7960-1179-1

                                  Softcover                       978-1-7960-1181-4

                                  eBook                            978-1-7960-1180-7

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      Rev. date: 01/22/2018

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      dedicate this book to my mother Dura and daddy Glen for their leadership, love, and understanding and to my sister Glynell for being my big sister. This is in their loving remembrances.

      I also dedicate this to my sons, Stephen and Jonathan, and wives, Andrea and Roxane. This book is also for my grandchildren whom I adore and cherish—Amber, Kyle, Amanda, Jonathan II, Carter, Victoria, Samual, and Connor—and for my great-granddaughters Zooey and Rooney, whom I also adore and cherish.

      Lastly, I dedicate this to my nieces and nephews and to my grandnieces and grandnephews, whom I adore and cherish. This is the life and times of your grandparents, great-grandparents, and great-great-grandparents.

      I would also like to thank my big brother Harold for contributing to the information and happenings. I love you a lot.

      I am very proud of my family, and I love each and every one of them.

      I want to give my family the history of the past generations, and I want them to know how things were when I was growing up and where the Farmer family originated from.

      The name Farmer came to England with the ancestors of the Farmer family in the Norman Conquest in

      1066. The surname Farmer is from a tax farmer. A tax farmer was one who undertook the collection of taxes, tariffs, and such for a fixed sum. The name only refers secondarily to its more literal and obvious connotation of one who worked as a farmer in the modern sense of the word, managing an area of land and growing produce and livestock.

      I also want them to know that there was a stigma of being a farmer by occupation—working the soil. They were called a lot of ugly names and looked down on. There isn’t and never has been anything wrong with being a farmer working with soil, planting crops, and raising livestock. The crops they grew, gardens they planted, and livestock they raised were their main source of living, eating, and making their own clothes. Farming was a hard and honest work. If you haven’t ever experienced it, don’t knock until you have tried it.

      Having been raised on a farm, I learned a lot about life and its cycles. A plant can be associated from a seed or seedling (a small plant). The seed and seedlings are like people. They start from being a seed, which needs nourishment, love, and tenderness. You have to try to keep the weeds out (meaning bad influences, friends, places, and things) to reap the good results. It is the same as when you plant a seed or seedling. You need to water it, fertilize it, hoe it, chop out the weeds, and take care of it. You can reap the rewards by gathering the fruits of your labor.

      Your crops don’t always turn out well, but you have keep trying. Try something different, but most of all, don’t give up. Keep your faith in God, and pray a lot (do some overtime on this).

      I

      grew up in Northern Alabama and was born in Cullman. The state of Alabama is like two states. The north and the south are different as night and day. There are hills, mountains, and tall trees that line Interstate 65 north; it’s beautiful. The mountain range is part of the Appalachian Mountains and extends to the northern part of Birmingham, Alabama.

      When you get south of Montgomery, the terrain starts to flatten out; and the farther south you go, the sandier the terrain becomes. I love Gulf Shores. My brother-in-law and sister-in-law rented a beach house for a week at Gulf Shores about a month after I married my husband. It was his oldest brother and wife who rented the beach house. They stayed with their three children for several days and then left. My husband and I stayed for several more days; this was a wedding present from them to us. We needed some supplies, and my husband headed to the store in our car, and he got stuck in the sand with no tools to dig with. He had to use his hands. He finally found a piece of wood to finish digging the sand out from under the tires and was able to get the car out.

      My husband almost drowned me in the gulf. We were in the water, and he kept trying to get me to go out farther where he was and kept saying, I won’t let go. I’ve got you. Well, I was trusting enough, and I finally got the courage to go out farther where he was. About the time I got to him and he got me by the hand, a big wave came by and knocked both of us down. When he was finally able to grab me, I was coughing and sputtering. I said to him, That’s it. I am going to go back and sit on the beach. (I don’t know how to swim.)

      There were a lot of attractions to see in the town of Cullman and nearby. There was Hanceville, which was south of Cullman, and there was a trade school built in the ’60s. The school consisted of three large buildings at the time, and one of those was the cosmetology department. I attended school in 1967 after I had graduated from high school and took cosmetology. Now the school

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