Crooked River Pete, SASS 43485

When I was little my parents would buy unpasteurized milk. The cream would float to the top. They would siphon the cream off and use it in their coffee.

Raccoons would get into my fathers sugar shack , get your mind out of the gutter, that's where you make maple syrup . They would push bottles of syrup off the racks then lick the syrup up. By the time we found it there was broken glass glued to the floor.