I did not live in the 30s but I remember everything that happened because that is all anyone ever talked about. We used our
cream and eggs in Knoxville to trade for what ever we needed that
we did not produce on the farm. We lived on mud roads with no
electricity. I remember clearly an argument that was about
toilet paper. My mother was yelling at my dad "why do we have to buy
real toilet paper for you mother" We used old papers and catalogs.
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