My dad was a country guy and my mom a city girl. We lived on 6 acres as a small girl and had a barn, fruit trees, a garden and raised a few animals. My dad had a regular job though. My mom canned fruits and veggies and every summer we had homemade root beer. I remember getting baby chicks for Easter, only to have to slaughter them later for food. It made me not squeemsh (sp) about bugs and things. I'm the designated animal parts picker upper that the cats bring in. I'm a suburbanite now.