'Beware the job...'  By Marion Tucker-Honeycutt | Sep 03, 2012
Thoreau wrote: "Beware the job that requires new clothes."  When
you ponder that point a bit, it makes a lot of sense. The job
that dictates the way you dress dictates your life as well.
Grampa Roy never had to dress in store-bought suits to make a
living. Grammie Mable made good money her own way, too. The only
thing she had to add to her attire, other than her daily "house
dress," was her "mosquito sleeves" and floppy straw hat. (The
sleeves were a tubelike piece of cloth with elastic on each end.
This slipped onto the lower arm from elbow to wrist, providing
protection from insects and scratches from weeds and such while
she tended her cabbage patch.)  She grew an acre's worth of
cabbage for a market garden and was famous, for, as folk said:
"No one could whack cabbages out of a garden like Mable Tucker!"
She also had 50 laying hens from which she sold eggs in Lincoln.
Along with her famous butter, which she traded at the Prentiss
store for t