We've Got The County Covered
We've Got The County Covered
It is the beginning of December of the good year of 1909. Christmas is just around the corner and the big bird has already come out of the roasting pan and onto the plates of hungry Thanksgiving eaters as Thanksgiving is over and the loving work comes across of getting the right present for a loved one and the right Christmas tree to put up Christmas Eve for that was when they went up at that time.
Of course there was depression just like now. People are people. I remember an old poem about what was thought about when in a depressive funk. It went something like this:
I am where the wood bine...
