On our way to church in Dime Box on Sunday mornings, we would have to drive past a pig farm right there on Highway 21.

Invariably, one of us kids would comment about how bad it smelled. My dad put an end to that when he commented, “Yeah, when pork is 30 cents a pound it smells like roses.”

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