For
encouragement and humor I find myself often going to some of my mother’s
writings. In her self-published book,
“My First Sixty-Seven Years,” that my mother wrote in 1985, she includes this paragraph about pie suppers during her young life in the rural Duff community in Grayson County,
Kentucky. It is one of her stories in
her “School Days” section that you might enjoy:
PIE SUPPERS
One of the
highlights of the school year was the pie supper. The pie supper was a yearly event and could
not be omitted. Any girl who wanted to
bake a pie and take for the benefit of the school could do so. Everyone in the neighborhood attended the pie
suppers. When the crowd had gathered, a
sheet was hung up with an oil lamp behind it.
While the girl who had made the pie stood behind the sheet to cast her
shadow, the men and boys would have to guess who it was. The auctioneer would then take bids to see
who would pay the highest price to get
the privilege of eating with this girl.
If a girl had a special beau, the pie might sell for a dollar or more. Boys would save their money for weeks so they
could buy their girl’s pie. Since I was
too young to have a beau, my pies did not add much to the benefit of the school
but usually sold for about .10 cents to some half-wit.
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