I Remember When . .
Calvin Pickle Plant
| Calvin, Oklahoma put in a pickle plant and
put out a call for cucumbers. We had a small bit of bottom land, so Dad
began breaking the ground with a mule and a turning plow. His shins were
black and blue from the roots that would hang on the plow and break,
hitting him. Then he would harrow the ground. Some times I would ride the
harrow as he worked the ground.
We planted, hoed and gathered the crop. With buckets in hand we would go along the rows of cucumber, picking all. Mom was in front of me in the row, when I saw a snake. It was a nasty looking critter. Raised it's head and spread it like a cobra. We think it was an adder. She told me to dump the cucumbers and try to hit the snake with the bucket. I tried, the bucket bounced off and towards her. She then threw it back in my direction. We continued doing this till the snake took off for parts unknown. Very cautiously we went on with our harvesting.
When we got the cucumbers to Calvin, they had a very large wooden barrel filled with brine. We had the sizes sorted in bushel baskets, they sat them on scales, then dump into the barrel. It was so large they had a board across the top of it for a walk way. The smallest cucumbers brought the highest price. We only did this for one year. Hard way to make a dollar. It was down in the old part of town, near the river.
Lou Anne Allen, Attended Moss Schools from the 3rd. - 6th. Grades.