Tucked behind a magnolia tree on a busy Georgia road is a magical place-the simple country farm of 82-year-old Billy Albertson. On this little strip of land, chickens scratch greetings and goats bleat hello. Sweet yellow corn grows tall and curly bean vines reach for the sky. A burly tractor and a fifty-year-old Chevy wait inside the shed, ready for action. Billy's farm reflects a time before folks were hurried, or technology ruled our lives. Families grew gardens and feasted on fresh vegetables, adults spent time on front porches comparing stories, and children scampered barefoot through the grass. Spending time with friends on the farm is Billy's life. You don't have to be a gardener or blood kin to be family. Book jacket.
Farming, Friends, and Fried Bologna Sandwiches
Mercer University Press