
Happy Postcard Friendship Friday! I'm still getting over the shock of this being November. It should be June, I tell you, June. But no! It is November! I'll go with the flow though, and share vintage Thanksgiving cards.
"Thanksgiving in the South 1912" is an interesting Thanksgiving theme. I'm hoping the young woman is generously sharing the basket filled with Thanksgiving treats - and not collecting it. I also hope that little raccoon is just sleeping, and not about to be popped into the oven next to the turkey. I'm just saying.

This card was postmarked November 28, 1912 and was mailed from Maceo, Kentucky to Crestwood, Kentucky. Maceo is a tiny town of 500 in NW Kentucky on the Indiana boarder. Crestwood is just NE of Louisville, and also lies very close to the Indiana boarder. This town is one of only two in Kentucky to be listed in the top 100 of CNN’s Best Places to Live 2005 list. Crestwood made the list with places like the Fox Hollow Clinic with its spa, massage therapy clinic, and bed and breakfast.


Kentucky Bluegrass - not to be confused with the musicThe grass: Kentucky is known as the Bluegrass State. Bluegrass is a cool weather grass, not very drought tolerant and recommended for low traffic areas. Its beautiful cool blue green hue and barefoot delight make this a popular lawn grass. This is not the only "grass" grown in Kentucky. The state is 2nd only to California in marijuana growing.
Bourbon is a type of distilled spirit, made primarily from corn and named for Bourbon County Kentucky. It has been produced since the 18th century. While it can be made anywhere in the United States, it is strongly associated with the Southern United States, especially Kentucky.
The Mint Julep, the traditional Kentucky Derby drink Since 1938 is also make with Kentucky bourbon. .
.Mine That Bird - 2009 Kentucky Derby Winner
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A True Kentucky Dish - Burgoo.
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The Kentucky State mineral - coal.
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Coal mining towns were owned by the mining company. A typical coal mining town is pictured above.
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The song "Sixteen Tons" is about the realities of coal mining. It was first recorded in 1946 by U.S. country singer Merle Travis. A 1955 version recorded by 'Tennessee' Ernie Ford reached number one in the Billboard charts.
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The well-known chorus runs:
You load sixteen tons, and what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt.
Saint Peter, don't you call me, 'cause I can't go;
I owe my soul to the company store...
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The line "I owe my soul to the company store" is a reference to the truck system and to debt bondage. Under this system workers were not paid cash; rather they were paid with unexchangeable credit vouchers for goods at the company store (usually referred to as scrip). This made it impossible for workers to store up cash savings.
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The practice is ostensibly one of a free and legal exchange, whereby an employer would offer something of value (typically goods, food, and/or housing) in exchange for labour, with the result being the same as if the labourer had been paid money and then spent the money on these necessities. The word truck came into the English language within this context, from the French,troquer, meaning 'exchange' or 'barter'.
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A truck system differs from this kind of open barter or payment in kind system by creating or taking advantage of a closed economic system in which workers have little or no opportunity to choose other work arrangements, and can easily become so indebted to their employers that they are unable to leave the system legally. The truck system persisted until the strikes of the newly-formed United Mine Workers and affiliated unions forced an end to such practices.
Coal is a diamond in the making. For more diamonds in the making, stop by and see our Postcard Friendship Friday host, Marie at Voila, Vintage Postcards.










Last week the Mister and I enjoyed a cruise to the Bahamas. Our ship was Royal Caribbean's Monarch of the Seas. It sailed out of Port Canaveral on Monday October 19. We enjoyed 4 days and 4 nights of sun, sea, snoozing and snacking. It was a blur of buffets. A dearth of dinners. A litter of lunches. 


I can almost hear my ankles swelling!



Medford, down in the Rouge Valley
Meet the Thunder Egg, an agate filled nodule. The Oregon State rock.


















