HC: Given their hardscrabble
upbringing, it’s amazing to me that Vetra and her brothers and sisters all
survived childhood. I mean, really, cow manure poultices? Were Vetra and her
siblings unusually tough or unusually lucky?
CB: Well, I always though they were a tough lot compared to me. But in conversations with family members, it's apparent that they approached their lives with acceptance, not necessarily resignation. If the only available remedy is a cow manure poultice and it works, well, so be it. Of course, a little luck never hurts.
CB: Well, I always though they were a tough lot compared to me. But in conversations with family members, it's apparent that they approached their lives with acceptance, not necessarily resignation. If the only available remedy is a cow manure poultice and it works, well, so be it. Of course, a little luck never hurts.
HC: After her impoverished
childhood, do you know how Vetra reacted to the telephones, radios,
automobiles—to the miracle of electricity and indoor plumbing—of her adult
years?
CB: I really don’t have a lot of insight into that. She does write about
her excitement the first time she listened to a radio. The neighbors would
invite the family over to listen to boxing matches and country music from Nashville.
I can say that I never saw her behind the wheel of a car, and I don’t believe
that she had the slightest interest in learning how to drive.
HC: Cinnamon rolls are one
of the treasures of Iowa baking. What other culinary treats did your grandmother
produce?
CB: Oh, beef and noodles, dinner rolls, soup beans and corn bread, fried
morel mushrooms. Those were my favorites. She could also make quick work of any
wild game brought to her house and fry up a tasty dinner with just a little
lard, flour, and salt and pepper. Of course, her cinnamon rolls were the
undeniable favorite.
HC: You’ve honored your
grandmother’s life; indeed, you’ve extended it into the future. What do you
wish you could ask her now?
CB: Of course, the first time I
interviewed her, I was around nineteen years old and, frankly, more concerned
with all that comes with being twenty. I certainly missed a rare opportunity.
After reading and absorbing her journal over the last few years, I do wish I
had the opportunity to interview her one last time. At first glance, it is easy
to miss the stories hidden between the lines in her journal. I certainly would
like to know more about her relationship with her parents, especially her
mother. I would also like to ask her about the early years of her marriage and
how they managed to get by. At my own peril, I might even ask her to share any
thoughts about me. Others Had It Worse: Sour Dock, Moonshine, and Hard Times in Davis County, Iowa by Vetra Covert and Chris Baker
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