Rock pickin and hay balin around here. Our school’s vice principal used to work with us on the farms during the summer.
My mom would pack me a lunch then I'd walk down to the road at 6:30 a.m. and wait for the truck from the orchard to come by and pick me up. It was coming from town where it had picked up a bunch of other kids too and take us to the orchard.
We'd pick all day then the truck would drive us home. If I remember correctly, we only got about 75 cents per lug and depending how fast you could pick and steal cherries from the other kids' lugs, you'd get from 6 to ten lugs in a day.
Looking back on it, that was slave labor and I should have reported the farmer to the Department of Labor..........LOL!