Homemade Once Upon A Times

Jack was a only youngin. His family was so poor they couldn’t afford to have no more kids at least that's what they told Jack when he put in to get a lil brother for Christmas. Them people was smart too far as that goes. The daddy was a preacher and he was loved by everyone. He didn’t just pop up for Sunday dinner, he waited till he got invited. Usually after his sermons on God and reaping what you sew, he never waited long before the congregation ever one of them would get a good case of the guilty conscience and half of the church members would grab hold of him and tell him to come to the house, they just would not take no for no answer.Jack was raised to eat off the land and to plow and work by the sweat over his eye brows. He was strong as a ox but Lord that child had a set of chicken legs on him that wouldn’t wait. His mama stuffed him full of biscuits and gravy and she'd take him and half hog tie him and pour castor oil down him in hopes of ridding him of worms, but he aint had any, he was just under developed.

One afternoon Jack went off to a bible camp off of Brunswick and he met up with some boys his own age. One of them was from up in the mountains and his bunch had strolled through looking for work in the area. Jack and that boy made friends and Jack learned how to smoke them cigarettes his new friend had, and how to spit like a camel. By the time Jack went on home he was learnt a lot of things that he must have thought was bad since he aint spoke one word of it to his daddy or mama. Jack knew that they didn’t think 'bakker was Gods will, but all the neighbors who grew it had enough money for seven and even eight head of youngin’s so it must have paid pretty darn good! He went on a plowing and working and on the edge of the bottom field where daddy aint had a chance to tend in a coons age, Jack decided to do evil. He slipped a handful of them cigarettes seeds from his old buddy the mountain man into that fresh soil. It took to that dirt pretty good and before long Jack had him a crop of smoke that was fit for a King!

Before long it was time to pick it and sell it so he made a deal with old man Hewey to take his truck load to Thomasville if he could let him take his new 'bakker too. Hewey was needing a driver and that fine preachers youngin was bout big enough to see over the wheel and yeah, he'd do al right. Off Jack went and proud as the day was long. After all the jarring and bouncing to the farmers market, all of that 'bakker got mixed up and well, Jack had to take a loss on most of his harvest for that trip. That year 'bakker prices went sky high and in was in demand like you cant imagine.