PILLING PONDERS PAST


| September/October 1968



611 D Ave., National City, California 92050

I want to answer that fellow's letter of the good places he had to eat when threshing. We were threshing on the Mississippi River Bottom near New Canton, Illinois, and I was running a New Reeves 13 Hp. engine. She ran like a new watch and I kept her shining.

When we went into the dinner table which was set in the basement there were two big cook stoves going full blast. I sat sort of between them Hotoh by!! and the screen door opened in and took all the flies in and everything on the table was black with flies. There was penty on the table to eat, but you couldn't eat for flies. I looked over at my boss and he gave me a look we ate a few bites and got out.

I went over in Missouri where I worked for the John M. Brant Company out of Bushell, Illinois to reflue a boiler. I got to his place about midnight. He took me upstairs and said, 'Get in bed with that guy.' I did not know if he was white or black or who he was, until morning,

While we were eating breakfast a young hog came in one kitchen door and went out the other. He was very quiet, grunting along and that is the way it goes.

I'll tell you a couple of jokes on steam boilers. One time a river boat was going up river. A gambler on board kept wanting to bet with the Captain who would not bet with him. One morning he says, 'Captain, I'll bet you the old boiler blows up before night. 'sure enough it did and as he was going up he met the Captain coming down and he says, 'Captain, I'll bet you $5.00 I go higher than you' still wanting to bet.