LizzieMaine
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Really? I had no idea. I remember feeling so scared of our local bankers when I was a kid...they were Evil Incarnate to me. My dad was pretty vocal about his distaste of them, though.
Oh yes. Look up the "Farmers' Holiday Association." They weren't fooling around.
"Let's have a Farmer's Holiday!
A Holiday we'll hold!
We'll eat our wheat and corn and eggs
And let them eat their gold!"