Onions were a part of nearly every meal my mother cooked. She told me about going to look for wild onions on the Latty Farm at Etta. At the time, she may have been ten or twelves years old. The following is by Susie Latty Day. “On a farm, each season brings its celebration of […]
Jun 15, 2013
The Latty Farm at Etta
By · 1 Comment
This morning I’m thinking of houses and how homes are much more than houses. I’m thinking of how most people once lived on farms and now most people don’t. A lot of us have postage-stamp size yards, nestled right up against our neighbors’ yards. And some of us even live in layers, stacked on top […]
Jun 4, 2013
Etta–A Dear, Familiar Place
By · Leave a Comment
This is the final part of my sister Helen’s thoughts about our grandparents, Levi and Edna Latty, and life on the farm at Etta Bend. “When I hear anything about Nixon’s ‘Watergate’, I get a flashback to Pappy’s ‘watergap’ and I giggle. Anyway, the watergap of my childhood was a fence of vertical boards hung […]
