Aunt Demitt, busy hands

Aunt Demitt always worked in the garden

She would head out early in the morning and pull weeds.

Beautiful flowers filled her lawn with roses, daylilies, iris, and amarillis

And she taught me to love the soil and the flowers.

Every summer she worked cropping, and topping the tobacco and largely I recall stringing the tobacco leaves.

At lunch we girls got an RC cola and a moonpie.

Then the work went on.

The women would take the leaves from the beds that the harvesters  had cut and laid out on the flat beds the women grabbed them by the stalks, the stems and lay them out

On the stringer. As a girl, my job was to use a pocket knife to cut the string when the

Tobacco stick came off the stringing machine and lift the filled stick

Me and my female cousin would pass up the stick to the boys who would hang it high up

To dry, starting at the height of the barn and gradually filling each new level.

This process was done three times over the summer gradually the boys would

gather leaves from higher and higher up the stalk. As the sticks were hung lower and lower in the barn Sometimes topping the stalks earlier to make sure they didn’t flower or go to seed.

Aunt Demitt also grew Green beans, purple hulled peas, okra, and tomatoes, to fill the freezers

Cucumbers, squash, corn, Daylilies, sugar cane for making cane syrup, She had chickens, and eggs and grew collards, mustards, and peanuts,

She would  even graft flowers especially the camellia flowers,

In the winter months she quilted with her sisters handmade quilts for the family and for the church.

She shared so much with me.

I will never forget the hard work, sacrifice and love that Aunt Demitt demonstrated all of her life.


About m.a. wood

writer, thinker, musician, teacher
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4 Responses to Aunt Demitt, busy hands

  1. amabear says:

    nice way to honor your auntie.


  2. Lynn Thaler says:

    What a great story and a wonderful memory


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