I so enjoy hearing these stories of "how it was" as well as the ones of "how it is".
I can so relate to all that you all have mentioned.
I wish they still put feed in cotton fabric sacks.
Better than having to buy burlap type sacks or disposing of the heavy paper ones.
We always had a garden, as well as a milk cow, even in town. We staked her out in empty lots or close by fields.
Owners were glad not to have to mow.
I wish my brother hadn't taken my Mother's churn to the dump :(
I think I just may write a journal for my Grandkids & Greats.