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Chapel & Mt. Pleasant News Surprise birthday party honors Lynn Anderson My fall garden is planted with onions, lettuce, radishes, cucumbers, tomatoes and zucchini squash. It was still too early to plant my turnip seeds. My fall tomatoes are blooming. The rain and cool weather sure was welcomed. Delia Hurdle, Mattie Anderson and Peggy Hunsucker honored Myrtis Todd on her birthday on Tuesday, August 29, by taking her out to dine at Annie’s Restaurant in Holly Springs. Ken and Betty Guffey went to be with their daughter, Sabrina McBride, who had surgery on Wednesday. It was good to see our pastor’s wife, Judy Finley, at church on Wednesday night. She has been on the sick list for several weeks. Congratulations to Walter and Bridget Kennedy, formerly of Mt. Pleasant, on their 50th wedding anniversary. I hope you have many more years together. Lynn Anderson was honored with a surprise birthday party on Thursday, August 31, for his 75th birthday. Several friends and relatives enjoyed the evening with him. I Remember Daddy owned a sorghum mill when we were growing up. Each year he would plant an acre or two of sorghum to be used to make molasses for the family and also to sell. I can still remember eating Mama’s good, hot, buttered biscuits sopped in some of that good molasses. It seems that the work with the sorghum came at the hottest time of the summer. We kids had to strip the leaves from the cane, then Daddy would cut the cane down with a big knife and place it in a pile. We would then have to cut all the heads off so that Daddy would have seeds to plant the next year. He would then haul the cane to the mill, which was near the house. I can remember sitting and poking the cane in a machine that was operated by “mule power.” The mule would be hooked up to the machine and would go around and around in a circle. I would feel so sorry for that old mule. The machine squeezed the juice out into a bucket. Daddy would then take the juice and put it in a big pan with a furnace underneath. Wood was used to heat the furnace to cook the molasses. It was a pleasure to watch the thin juice cook into thick syrup. After the syrup was done it was poured into tin buckets or jugs and sold or used on our table. There were lots of ways that we used the syrup. Mama would make gingerbread, taffy-like candy and delicious molasses pies. She also added the molasses to popcorn to make popcorn stick together for popcorn balls. Daddy sold the molasses for fifty cents a gallon. Just think how times have changed. A gallon of pure sorghum molasses today costs an arm and a leg. Well, I won’t worry about the cost of it today because I ate so much as a kid I don’t have a craving left. Report News:
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