6th Grade 1996, Lancaster School, Lancaster,Minnesota
The person I interviewed was my dad. I asked him a fewquestions. I asked him if he farmed differently when he was a little boy. He said that commercial fertilizers were not used. Fields were eithersummer fallow or alfalfa and sweet clover was plowed down to fertilize thesoil.
I asked him if he ever had any farm chores to do. He saidthat back then all the small farms in the neighborhood milked a few cows,separated the milk to get cream and sold it in town. He was up before schoolwith his sister, and he milked the cows, cleaned the barn, and gave hayto the cows, and after school he had to do it all over again.
Then I asked him if the meals were different back then. He said he ate a lot of meat and potatoes. He never had pizza, tacos,or any fast food. Everything was homemade. He never had pop other thana Saturday night, and only if they went to town. Kool-aid was popular withthe kids.
I asked him what family activities he had back then. Hesaid that they didn't go on any trips. They visited neighbors, went toice cream socials, and went to community activities. They played card andboard games. They never watched very much television.
I asked him about the world events that were happeningwhen he was growing up. There were quite a few world events at that time. I remember the race against the Russians to put the first man on the moon,John F. Kennedy assassination, the Vietnam War, riots for peace such asKent State and President Nixon forced to leave the White House.
Then I asked him, what do you remember about PresidentJohn F. Kennedy's death? He said, I remember hearing about it when I wasin elementary school, I believe third grade. I was sort of scared, I didnot know what to expect. I also remember seeing it over and over againon T.V. and a lot of people talking about it.
Now I asked, were you in the Vietnam War or were any ofyour brothers or sisters in the war? He said, no, I was not in the war. It had just ended when I was old enough to register for the draft. I hada brother who was eight years older than I. He was an M.P. in the armyin Saigon, Vietnam during the war. When he returned, he brought back plentyof pictures and all kinds of Christmas tree ornaments. They were red andwhite in color. That seemed different to me.
Now I asked him, were you glad that the war ended beforeyou were old enough? He said at that time I thought I was ready to go butnow I am glad I did not have to go.
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