My grandfather performed a lot of chores on the farm as a child. He was the “water boy” and had to run through the woods to the stream to fetch water whenever it was needed. With his younger sister Virginia, he would also watch cows when they were transferred from one field to another for grazing. And he was usually responsible for feeding the chickens, hogs, and other animals.
To house the pigs, my grandfather’s father had built a large, fenced-in lot in the woods, where oak trees shed acorns, which the pigs loved to eat. The acorns were not sufficient food, though, so they also had to be fed corn that had been grown on the farm.
The pig lot was about a mile from the house. My grandfather had to carry a bushel of corn in a sack from the barn to the pigs. Normally, this was not a problem, but as winter progressed and the snow got really deep, he began to realize that this was becoming a really arduous chore. As he was dragging that bag in snow up to 2 and 3 feet deep, he decided on an alternative plan. Read more