Poor boy way

I was raised poor, my grandpaw lived next door to us, he had a hog and cow mark, crop, 2 splits in the eight ear and crop, under half crop in the other. We lived right were little river run into catahoula lake. He fished a few Hoop nets and a little webbing, ever day when we would get thru dressing the fish we would make our round thru the lake hills feeding hogs fish scraps and if needed marking and cutten pigs, we had good dogs and a old horse or two and I enjoyed life just as much are more then, than I do not and thanks to the good Lord above I'm fairly well off due to him and a lot of hard work. One more thing I want to add, anybody in the world that was hungry could ask any of those old men for a hog and they would give them one, but you better not steal one and get caught.