I'm sure there are thousands out there that will be indebted to y'all, someone has to do the heavy lifting. And just for medicinal purposes y'all should take a couple of Mason jars along.
You never know when some pesky thing like a throbbing tooth, head, arthiritus, whatever, might call for some intervention.
Just in case, you MIGHT need a little nip.
Shhh!!! Don’t tell anybody.
My (late) 80 plus year old Grandma McCoy didn’t brag about it, but she always had a jar in her cupboard.
For medicinal purposes, of course.
She never abused it, but would pull out that jar when someone needed some intervention.
God bless her, I remember her pulling it out for me and my crazy brother a few times.
Now this little (90 pounds soaking wet) old white haired lady didn’t take no *** off nobody. Once, when my crazy brother and I invited a bunch of teenagers over to Granny’s house without her permission, she got her point across.
After her telling us about three times to tell our company to leave the premises, we didn’t.
Then, when Granny stood on her front porch and shot that pistol of hers straight up in the air about three times, the kids scattered.
We were the most UNPOPULAR kids in town for a while. But we didn’t even think about messing with Granny McCoy again after that (grin). When she said “jump” she meant it, and we knew she did.
But now and then, she could be understanding, and would pull that jar out of her cupboard, and chill us out.
If Granny had of been a degreed pyschologist, she’d of made a fortune.