Thom: Nothing was on pallets back then, like it is now. Everything was – I mean, we’d take hand trucks and truck ‘em off the truck or truck ‘em on the truck or truck ’em out of the freight car – and nothing palletized, and they’d put down this, for lack of a better word, tar paper on the floor of the trucks, and then you’d have a big conveyor belt going in, and about two heads standing up there, taking whatever size it was, whether it was 50s or 20s or 10s or 5s and stack ‘em, and you always want to stack your ears to the inside so it wouldn’t get caught.
Hume: You call it air stacking, ‘cause you always wanted the air to be able to move through your load, you know from front to back. If you stacked it real solid, from side to side, possibility you could go through a heat. So, you kept where they had the vents in the front of the truck, you would have like little tunnels in between certain bags all the way down that whole row to the back end so air could just pass through.
Thom: That’s the way we had the seed potatoes. We had ‘em stacked – I remember one time – I wasn’t very old. And we had unloaded a load of seed potatoes. We had everything down at the south end of the packing shed down at Capeville and they were over my head, stacked, each 100-pound bag and about that much width between ‘em. And I was making my way down through to go around and do something, and all of a sudden, I looked down and there was a rat about that long and big as a cat, walking right there, and that just terrified me.
Hume: Part of growing up on the farm.
Thom: But that made you strong, too, I’ll tell you what. When Billy Bynum had football practice, and we’d been working on the farm all summer, we were all ready. Those other guys who hadn’t done anything, hadn’t participated in any activity or exercise … but David Jones and I – all the farm boys, we were ready to go.
Lee: Weren’t you telling me … about competitions for lifting?
Thom: Oh yeah, lifting the barrels. Who could …
Hume: [Or] the front end of the tractors …
Thom: Uncle Bill could lift the front end of the tractor … . I could never do that. And I never had an opportunity – the barrels were before my time. But it was kind of a competition between all the [men].
Hume: Good natured competition.
Thom: And if you were the boss-man’s son, you didn’t want to have the reputation of being – you know, “That’s daddy’s boy. He’s not gonna do anything.” It’s kind of up to you – whatever they could do, you could do one step better or one step quicker or one step stronger. So … and that’s generational, ‘cause I’ve heard my daddy and uncle and –
Hume: I was the youngest one, see – I’m like this tall and these guys – they were able to do it, but I couldn’t pick up anything, until my turn came a few years later. My daddy – greatest man that walked the earth as far as I’m concerned, next to God, but when he said do something, we just … we had to overdo whatever he said. I mean you wanted to do it. As I got older, I was in the Marines in boot camp, and the summer I spent in the boot camp wasn’t as bad as being on the farm during the summer here. They weren’t bad – I thought, I said, “Lord, I’m on a picnic.” [laughing] ‘Cause a lot of the boys I was in the service with, well, they’ve never been away from home before and all that, you know, but it was old stuff – I said, “Lord, I ought to carry these boys home with me.”
From an interview with Hume and Thom Dixon, summer 2010.