Showing posts with label killing the rooster. Show all posts
Showing posts with label killing the rooster. Show all posts

Sunday, February 19, 2017

Saturday, June 20, 1935

After Gene went to work I got ready to wash. I was almost finished when we had breakfast. I had to iron Milt's shirts so he could wear it to work so we ironed nearly all the clothes. I make a cake for Loreen's birthday hoping she'll come down. We killed the rooster. Willie Mae & Buck came.