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The Rural Voice, 1988-09, Page 125NEW LOCATION GREY BRUCE TWO WAY COMMUNICATIONS LTD. 1105 1ST AVE E. OWEN SOUND 519-376-8685 Insure With Confidence GERMANIA FARMERS' MUTUAL FIRE INSURANCE COMPANY incorporated — 1878 — Now offering comprehensive Farm and Home insurance coverage right in your own community Head Office AYTON Ontario NOG 1 CO 519-665-7715 48 THE RURAL VOICE NOTEBOOK EVOLUTION IS WONDERFUL by Wally Armstrong Thornhill resident Wally Armstrong, remembering his farm boyhood, de- scribes some of its joys, and poignant sorrows — both arising out of the innocence of the child. I speak with the authority of years. I remember 1916, and the old farm, and the little one - room schoolhouse. "Please, Teacher," I asked, "Is it true we should kill pigs in the new of the moon or the meat will shrink in the cooking?" The teacher sat down at her desk with a frown. A city girl on her first year in a farm school, she was our pupil as well as our teacher. There was mutual respect; she was "best friend" to all of us. "Well — I never heard that one before." She shook her head. "I don't know. What does the class think?" She had a way of turning a ques- tion into a lively discussion. There were stories from parents and uncles and some from imagination, but nothing definite. Eventually she suggested we write to the Minister of Agriculture. He should know! It took a few recesses and lunch times, but at last the letter had Teach- er's approval. We waved down the mailman's horse and buggy and the letter was on its way. Waiting always seems long, and there was a distinct negative feeling. We were just a little white school- house at a crossroads deep in farm country. The busy people in the big city would not bother with us! Teacher kept encouraging us, though. Perhaps they will — wait and see... When the answer arrived it was passed among us with awe. We marvelled at the official "Department of Agriculture" in the upper corner; it had my name on it and everything. "Why not open it and read it to the class," Teacher suggested. "This is a well-known old super- stition," the letter said, "still followed by some. But now, in this enlightened age, most people look only to the condition of the hog and the state of the market." The great Government had heard us and answered, and we felt we belonged — we were people! Speaking of pig -killing gives me disturbed memories. Before the roar of tractor and truck took over, the countryside was comparatively quiet. The squeals of pig -killing were heard