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Agnes Liles Stott, a lifelong resident of rural Nash County, was born in 1918. Her interview contains many details about farm life, beginning with her task of picking corn worms off tobacco. She describes hog killings as major events at area farms, taking place in cold weather between Thanksgiving and late December. She talks about the processes involved in killing and preparing the carcasses. Every part of the hog, she says, was used, from offal, intestines, feet, heads, brains, and ears, as well as meat. Jobs she saw or helped with include salting down, hanging, and smoking meat, grinding sausage meat with homegrown sage and peppers, making tom thumbs and chitterlings, and curing smoked ham. Eight or ten families would come together for a hog killing. The farm wife would prepare a great feast for everyone, and all the neighbors would go home with some “freshies.” She says the only crime in the area back then was hungry peoples’ occasionally raiding smoke houses or chicken houses. She talks about her aunt’s flower garden, and their mules. The children in the family walked a mile to a mile and a half to school every day. She recalls hearing about both Pearl Harbor and VE Day; she was at the movies on both days and heard the announcements. As a girl she earned money, starting at age 12, by helping barn her father’s tobacco for ten cents an hour, ten hours a day (so $1.00 a day). She talks about quilting, which she started doing when she was 12, and tells about ladies’ getting together to work on “putting in” quilts on big quilt frames (six quilters per frame), sociable occasions when big pots of “chicken pastry” were cooked all day and eaten along with sweet potato pie or baked sweet potatoes. She also remembers how feather beds were made and how comfortable they were. She has memories of Hurricane Hazel and the devastation in her neighborhood. Near the end, she speaks of how mothers during the Depression could make all sorts of things, like baby shoes and children’s shirts, from scraps, never wasting anything. She concludes with memories of her brother John, who entered the Army Air Corps and was killed in a crash during a squadron training exercise at Tyndall Field.