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<br />burned down to hot coals the fish were placed in Dutch ovens <br />for cooking. There must have been at least a dozen Dutch ovens <br />in the coals. The smell of fish frying or baking in bacon grease <br />was overpowering. The women added to this meal with home- <br />made bread, green beans from the garden, pork and beans, pick- <br />les and everything else a pot-luck fish fry could provide. <br />When the announcement came that the first batch of fish <br />was done, dinner was ready and come and get it, we all rejoiced <br />(especially me)! <br />After all had eaten their fill and the meal was over the men <br />sat in the shade of the big old cottonwood tree near the bank of <br />the Green River. Some drank coffee while others rolled Bull <br />Durham cigarettes. Crops and politics and a few jokes were the <br />topics of discussion. The women grouped together, too, exchang- <br />ing the latest news about the community, as well as local gossip <br />and homemaking techniques. Children were constantly running <br />about, playing a variety of games such as tag, steal-the-flag, and <br />hide and seek. After they got tired and hot from the sun, they <br />took a refreshing plunge in the cool waters of the river. Occa- <br />sionally one or two kids paused by the Dutch ovens to grab a <br />portion of hot, succulent fish, and then dashed off, eating as <br />they played. <br />Life was sweet and all was well with the world. <br /> <br />8 <br />