hog killing time

hog killing time It can get hot, up here. Further up in the mountains, it stayed cool, even in dog days, but not here. Maybe we ain't up high enuf, I don't know, but we get some mean hot weather, every year. (Well, it is Georgia, y'know.) Yeah, and it useta could get cold, every winter; we had a hard freeze, at least one ice storm and my water pipes would freeze up, bad. Sometimes, wouldn't nobody on the hill have running water. But it can still get hot. Every summer the good Lawd send, it do get hot. Then around October, or November, when it did cool off, finally, the leaves change, and the air feels so good, after summer. Then, people that had 'em, would kill a few hogs . .. What hogs? What hog-killing? When the last time you know somebody on the hill did that? The last hog I saw was somebody's pet, went in and out the house just like a person, and it was big as any three people. What hogs you talking about? Not now. But it was. When the weather changed, got cool just about like it is today, it would be hog-killing time. And we had some good eating, then, cracklins, cornbread, —you name it —doris davenport 79 ...