Country ham, fried chicken, fried squirrel, maybe a little rabbit or quail, thickened and redeye gravy, home canned tomatoes, a few eggs over easy, grits, corn flakes with just three or four dozen raisins thrown in; white and whole wheat biscuit, cornbread, light bread, and toast, and homemade butter, homemade blackberry jam, home canned peaches and home canned blackberries , honey, white Karo syrup, and molasses, leftover chocolate and jam cake (we were never rich enough to afford the fine foods, store bought donuts and Twinkies for breakfast), and just hot coffee, Postum, Ovaltine, milk, water, OJ and homemade tomato juice to drink.

Honest, that's about all we ever had to eat at a breakfast at the Waggener table; but you have to understand that this was the Fifties. These were hard times. The Cold War was hot. We had a big family. A lot of mouths to feed. We just managed the best we could. It was a long time after Hudson Willis invented the televison set and Gaspard Brockman brought them to Columbia before our family even had a Tv. But before Daddy got the Dumont receiver and its Tenarotor on top of the house, We only had family entertainment we could provide ourselves. We fussed. But I digress.