Years ago usually everyone had one holers. One fellow decided he'd build a two holer. His neighbor wanted to be better so he built a three holer. One day he went in to use it and he had gotten to the third hole as the others were "well used." Suddenly he jumps out "with his pants down" yelling, "I've been bit by a snake, I've been bit by a snake!" not realizing an old setting hen had made her a nest in the third hole and as he sat down she pecked him.
Joe Linhart
Enid, Oklahoma
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Back in 1955 a call went out from the editors of the then Capper’s Weekly asking for readers to send in articles on true pioneers. Hundreds of letters came pouring in from early settlers and their children, many now in their 80s and 90s, and from grandchildren of settlers, all with tales to tell. So many articles were received that a decision was made to create a book, and in 1956, the first My Folks title – My Folks Came in a Covered Wagon – hit the shelves. Nine other books have since been published in the My Folks series, all filled to the brim with true tales from Capper’s readers, and we are proud to make those stories available to our growing online community.
