|Second Season DVD|
I remember seeing a glass pitcher that was at Ed Courm’s house when I was a little girl. It was the pattern that had the sweet pea blooms on it. Ed actually gave me that pitcher. I was tickled to get it as a twelve year old even if the base was broken off of it. Ed’s house was a hoarding house before hoarding was cool. There were dishes piled as high as they could stand. Ed’s house was the stopping spot for many of the chores we did on the farm. The cows were on the creek behind his house. The cane patch was the thirteen acres across the dirt road that ran in front of the old unpainted large house. The many tools he had been left by his dad were all over the porch. The inside still held all the things his mother had collected her whole life.