Those Good Old Days

By Buddy Buchanan

The reason I titled the book "Those Good Old Days" was that it seems those days are no more. I know times change but seems some of those times would still be. Lots of times I'd love to go back to those good old days but can't. But they are etched in my memories. I pray you enjoy the book.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christian Faith Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Sep 8, 2022
• ISBN: 9781642991420

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Those Good Old Days

Buddy Buchanan

ISBN 978-1-64299-140-6 (Paperback)

ISBN 978-1-64299-142-0 (Digital)

Copyright © 2018 by Buddy Buchanan

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Christian Faith Publishing, Inc.

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Honor your Father and Mother, that you may have a long good life in the land the Lord your God will give you.

—Exodus 20:12 (TLB)

Teach a child to choose the right path and when he is older he will remain upon it.

—Proverbs 22:6 (TLB)

Your children must always obey your Father’s and Mother’s for that pleases the Lord.

—Colossians 3:20 (TLB)

Don’t fail to correct your children; disciple won’t hurt them! They won’t die if you use a stick on them! Punishment will keep them out of Hell. About this one verse, they taught us this verse early in life and thank God they did.

—Proverbs 23:13–14 (TLB)

Acknowledgments

To the memory and love of our mom and dad, other family members, cousins, grandparents, and all. I know my brother and sister will agree with what I’m fixing to write. I want to thank our mom and dad for the way they raised us, what they taught us about what life was about and how to live it. We never had much, but in the ways that mattered, we were very rich. Everyone knew my dad by Buck, Mom was Nell, Sister was Uldene, but we called her Dene, Brother was Ronnie, and I was Buddy. I want to say from myself, I want to thank God in heaven for my mom and dad, brother and sister because they were the tops, and I was truly blessed to be a part of the family. Also, I want to say thanks to my brother and sister for helping me with the book. Now I wrote it like we remembered the times back then. I would also like to acknowledge my grandson, Bryce Buchanan, whose photo appears on the front cover taken in the cotton field.

My brother & me on steps. I’m left he’s right.

My sister & me.

Dad bottom left. His mom & dad top middle.

My dad.

My mom’s = dad & mom.

My mom.

Introduction

Lately, I’ve been thinking about my younger years with my family and kin—not only the good times that we had but also the bad. We were raised in Olanta, South Carolina, near a farm that was owned by my mama’s dad, Robert Pigatte. This farm consisted of cotton and tobacco. I was born in 1946; my sister was two years before me and my brother a year after me.

After so many years, we moved in 1954, to Walterboro, South Carolina, where I’m still living today. My brother is right down the road from me. Our sister lives in St. George. But for now I want to go back to Olanta.

Up till the time we moved, we worked in cotton and tobacco and did all that was to do with it—from planting to picking. Now for the cotton, our granddad would buy the cotton seed from the company where