the drugstore, the hosery mill and the tobacco 

Yesterday she spoke of getting a job at the drugstore, a very long time ago. When it was time to harvest the tobacco, her dad asked her to work a notice. (the family worked a farm) She did, she understood, and her employer understood. After the tobacco was hung, she secured a job at the hosery mill. When her dad heard she would miss church service two Sundays a week, he would ask her to give that job up. She didn’t want to, but she did, out of respect for him. After marriage, there would be plenty of time to stand her ground. To this day, she feels good about these events. Oh, she loves her dad so much. 

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