My Mom was born in Oklahoma in 1907.  She and her 3 sisters were raised on my Grampa's farm.  The youngest sister helped my Gramma with housework, while my Mom and the other two sisters were my Grampa's field hands.  There were no tractors in those days and the fields were tilled with a single plow pulled by old "Mandy", my Grampa's mule.  My Mom left the farm when she married my Dad in 1925.  The Great Depression and the "Dust Bowl" years of drought in Oklahoma in the early 30's wiped my Grampa out and he lost his farm.  But my Mom and my Dad never lost their love of growing their own food and I was able to pick up on that joy of growing things.  My Mom was adamant about using white corn meal for her cornbread.  There was no yellow sweet corn back in the days when she was on the farm.  They raised field corn (yellow) to feed the stock and they raised white (sweet) corn to grind into corn meal for cooking.  Mom always said yellow corn was for stock and white corn was for people.