Halloween always reminds me of the cane shocked behind our house. Close to the outhouse was the only place that it was ever placed.. The large shock that we did after we had brought it from the Eddy Farm. Each patch of anything we had had a name. It was usually named for the person that had owned it before or whose house it was closest to. The Eddy farm was close to Ed Corums house; Thus it was dubbed the Eddy Farm. Mice was the greatest thing about the process of gathering the cane. The bundles on the ground were the favorite hiding place for the mice. I think they also went to the nearest house at that time of the year. The many mice in the field may explain why the bisquit I once tore open in Ed's kitchen had mouse pills in it. I did not eat it. Grandmother warned us everytime before we went to Ed's house to not drink the water or eat anything, because of a rumor that he had TB. It was really hard to not drink the water from the well behind his house, because of how thristy I was from working and chasing the mice in the cane field. The mama mice made nests to have there babies. In those nests were hairless tiny little mice. The greatest thrill ever is to find one of those nests made out of the cane stalks and crumble it open to find a hand full of baby-naked-pink mice. Not far from the cane patch was The Brown Graveyard. It was not mowed or even kept up in anyway. This was a great place to wonder off the way kids do when work is being done. We knew when grandmother went to the house to fix lunch we had a bit of time to waste. The graveyard was great for a short adventure. Reading the old rocks, wondering why some had no names on them or the erry feeling that a tree was growing in the same place some dead persons belly should be. Some of the graves were even sunk down to what seem far enough to be able to see the caskets. That I did not look close enough to know for sure.
When the cane was brought to the final destination, beside the outhouse there could still be these great little nests found. Most of the time by then the adventure had progressed into using the shock of cane as a maze to climb through or a tent/playhouse. Either one was a wonderful way to spend a fall day. Cane has this wonderful sweet juice that it could be twisted and we would suck the juice out of it. If you were not careful the skin on the outside of the cane would cut the corners of your mouth; Felt kinda like a paper cut to the mouth. The best way was to peel away all the skin and then gather the sweet juice.
When the cane was brought to the final destination, beside the outhouse there could still be these great little nests found. Most of the time by then the adventure had progressed into using the shock of cane as a maze to climb through or a tent/playhouse. Either one was a wonderful way to spend a fall day. Cane has this wonderful sweet juice that it could be twisted and we would suck the juice out of it. If you were not careful the skin on the outside of the cane would cut the corners of your mouth; Felt kinda like a paper cut to the mouth. The best way was to peel away all the skin and then gather the sweet juice.
Sorghum Molasses BBQ Sauce
4 cups catsup1 1/2 cups water
1 teaspoon black pepper
3 large crushed cloves of garlic
1 teaspoon dry mustard
1 teaspoon salt
1 tablespoon liquid smoke
3 tsp. Worcestershire
Combine all ingredients and bring to a boil. Reduce to simmer and cook for 35 minutes.
Let cool. Place in a container and refrigerate until needed.
Yield: 5 cups
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