Stop in for a cup of coffee

For those that do not know, our little portion of Arkansas provided a lot of traveling labor back in the day for harvest. The basic trip was Arkansas to Oregon or California, picking all along the way. Then rinse and repeat home. Each family member big or little was issued a flat or sack to drag or carry. You took your sack to the table and got a weight Slip and gave your family name. At end of day each head of family would get the days earnings from the combined totals. There were shanties on every farm but most did not get to stay in them you slept by your rig. Mostly Bossman stayed in the shanties. Countless trips as @memike pointed out with a pickup bed loaded with kids and stuff Traveling from state to state chasing the crops. It rained you got wet, it got cold you got cold. Our rule was you could not sit on fender wells or Dad stops truck and blisters ya! And you wonder why I went in the Marines at an early age! Hah! Great memories, thanks. @memike !
Well said and explained, you speak with truthful tongue cousin. Well explained, showers was community, toilets was a tree or a stinking two holler, same here, moved out at 15 1/2 , construction was my way out.