OLD BARNS, RED BARNS AND THE STORIES THEY SHARED

By Sandy Black

Author Sandy Black weaves old-fashioned storytelling through the eyes of Old and Red Barns, the resident cats, and their families. History and humor help tell the unknown stories of barns that dot the American landscape in hopes that the reader might just find that driving past old barns may never look the same.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Panda Publishing Agency
• Release date: Aug 9, 2024
• ISBN: 9798330341948

Sandy Black

Sandy Black is a recognized expert on knitting, both by hand and machine. As designer and director of the successful Sandy Black Original Knits label from the late 1970s to the 1980s, Sandy sold her innovative fashion knitwear to prestigious stores in the USA, Japan, Italy, Germany, Australia, Canada and the UK. After twenty years in business, she became a university lecturer, leading undergraduate and postgraduate academic programmes in textiles and fashion in Brighton and London. She has written pioneering books on knitwear in fashion, the socio-cultural history and technical evolution of knitting. Sandy is currently Professor of Fashion and Textile Design and Technology in the Centre for Sustainable Fashion, London College of Fashion, University of the Arts London.

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OLD BARNS, RED BARNS AND THE STORIES THEY SHARED

By

Sandy Black

Copyright © 2024 by Sandy Black

All Rights Reserved

515 South Flower Street, 18th and 19th Floors,

Los Angeles, California, 90071

ISBN: 978-1-83663-058-6

Library of Congress Number: 2022915634

You may visit her at her website: booksbysandyllc.com

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places are a

product of the authors imagination.

Table Of Contents

Chapter One THE FIVE CHILDREN WHOSE NAMES ALL START WITH THE SAME LETTER

CHAPTER Two IF THE HEAT DON'T GET YA, THE CREOSOTE WILL, GROWIN' TOBACCA AIN'T JUST PUTTIN A SEED IN THE GROUND!

CHAPTER THREE THE TWISTERS ARE COMIN'

CHAPTER FOUR DOES SOMEONE THINK I AM NOAH'S ARK?

CHAPTER FIVE THEY'RE GOING TO TURN ME INTO A WHAT?

CHAPTER SIX CIVIL WARS- WHETHER NORTH, SOUTH, EAST OR WEST-WHAT IS SO CIVIL ABOUT IT?

CHAPTER SEVEN MR. BROWN SAYS WE ARE GOING TO START SMALL. DID YOU SAY 2000 CHICKS?

CHAPTER EIGHT LITTLE ANDY GIRL..NO BIGGER THAN A MINUTE

CHAPTER NINE IT'S POST TIME --JOCKEYS, MOUNT YOUR HORSES

CHAPTER TEN THE REVITALIZATION OF THE OLD CLAUSSEN INN, 'CAUSE IT AIN'T 1906 ANYMORE

CHAPTER ELEVEN ROUND? WE'RE GONNA BE THE LAUGHING TALK OF THE WHOLE OF THE WHOLE COUNTY. WE'RE NOT IN FINLAND ANYMORE!

CHAPTER TWELVE A PLACE TO CALL FOREVER HOME

CHAPTER THIRTEEN LOVE IS ALL AROUND. ALL YOU GOTTA DO IS WALK DOWN THE LANE

Chapter One

THE FIVE CHILDREN WHOSE NAMES ALL START WITH THE SAME LETTER

It's a cloudy and carefree day. The combines and tractors can be heard all around the fields, working their way to our small farm. 'Kitty Mom,' I wish you would stop moving those kittens around. You are going to wear their little necks out. I promise you, no one is going to hurt them!" smiled the weathered, old, red barn.

What in the world is that noise? 'Kitty Mom' looked up and said, It sounds like Mr. Crensall is coming up the lane in his old pickup truck. The racket reminds us that the carburetor and muffler are in their normal need of repair.  Old Red said, Mr. Crensall and his family have owned this farm for nearly a century. In fact, the old house has not seen life for twenty years. He comes down every so often to check on me, get hay out of my hay mow and make sure no four-legged or two-legged creatures decide to take up residence. 'Kitty Mom grinned. Mrs. Crensall used to bring me and my new litter some warm milk in a tin pie pan. That was sooo nice."

Wait a minute! There's someone in the truck with Mr. Crensall. 'Kitty Mom,' O'Possum, come here. There's a lady getting out of the truck, and she's going inside the house!   Look, now she is walking all around, and she has a big smile on her face. She is looking at us. I cannot hear all she was saying, but just before she got back into the truck, she said, Mr. Blyck and the children will be out tomorrow.

The excited, old red barn said,  "Did you hear that? Children. Oh my, 'Kitty Mom,' I know I am not going to sleep a wink tonight!" 

The sun is shining, and I can see a spattering of white clouds. Hurry up, 'Kitty Mom.' Tell O'Possom to get down here. Now, you two listen up. You need to be on your best behavior. No hissing. and O'Possom, you might want to stay awake for this, especially since we know you only pretend to sleep most of the time anyway.  'Kitty Mom' jumped off a haystack where she had been in charge of watching for any movement coming down the lane. Look, a car is coming down the lane."Oh! My,  Oh! My goodness. I can't believe my eyes! Mrs. Blyck, Mr. Blyck and ...wait a minute, I am counting--a little blonde girl with pink socks, a pink bow in her hair and an itsy bitsy dress with flowers on it, is holding Mrs. Blycks' hand and Oh my! One, two, three, four boys are tumbling out of the station wagon and running in all directions."

Big Red said, "Shhh, I hear Mr. Blyck talking to Mr. Crensall about buying