tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823625636675642409.post4816154904291634971..comments2024-03-14T04:07:39.792-07:00Comments on Earl Pomerantz: Just Thinking...: "Story of a Writer - Part Seventeen"Earl Pomerantzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16963705121297866334noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823625636675642409.post-51429046685497954982008-09-10T11:07:00.000-07:002008-09-10T11:07:00.000-07:00It's pretty standard for a minister's family to re...It's pretty standard for a minister's family to receive all kinds of produce from the congregation, but we didn't know that when my father changed professions. My mother's favorite was the farmer who brought a chicken he had killed and plucked and when she was fairly enthusiastic in her thanks, he brusquely said that it was going to die anyway. It would have been our family's response to walnuts - Oh, were they going to die anyway?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823625636675642409.post-16273938598947825572008-09-10T08:56:00.000-07:002008-09-10T08:56:00.000-07:00Mormons = walnuts. who da thunk!My husband once wa...Mormons = walnuts. who da thunk!<BR/><BR/>My husband once was given a HUGE sack of onions from a happy customer who was in the fresh produce biz. We made onion soup forever!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com