Cow Memories

Lezlee, your picture of the women milking the cow brought back memories of my childhood. Our family shared a cow with Uncle Moses family. Dad often worked away from home and so he bought the feed for the cow and uncle Mose fed and milked her. One night uncle Mose was late getting home from work and you could hear the cow bellowing from our house. That cow wanted to me milked NOW! My sweet 70 year old grandmother picked up the three legged stool and headed for the barn. All the grandchildren run for the barn. This was a once in a life time experience and no one wanted to miss it. Grandma was a pro, she had Bessie emptied and the bucket full in minutes. She also feed 3 cats and any grandchild that wanted to try warm milk.