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One of the fields had trees around it. It would be really hot because there was no breeze that came through. She was not allowed to go into the woods, but Edwena did go and pick apples. One farmer’s wife would bring everybody ice cream cookies and something to drink.
That is how my grandmother, Edwena, spent her life in the potato fields in The County. There were good times in the potato fields and there were also bad times, too. But they always got though it.