As early as age four, I can still remember my granddad and uncles getting ready for a hard day of work on the farm. The rooster woke us up every morning. Every food we ate was cultivated by our family. They did not use any chemicals to grow food. My granddad would use cow and chicken manure to fertilize the soil to help crops grow. Today, food grown this way is called organic; from the day I was born until my senior year in high school, all the foods I ate were organic. I am truly blessed to have been provided this type of food to nourish my body in my early years.
To this day, many of my aunts and uncles still raise food this way. They take great pride in the preparation of the foods they eat. If there were ever any extra food left, we would give it to the animals to eat, and they would love it! I can recall some of the animals licking their tongues out as they lapped up food from the slop buckets. I can still hear the popping and smacking of the animals taking advantage of eating the leftover foods that some would consider waste.