THE RACER Chapter 1

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Mill Town
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In telling the story I'm about to relate I suppose the beginning would be a good place to start.

Not the beginning of the town which was a middling size cotton mill town but where and when the story took on meaning.

Without the cotton mill things would have been somewhat squally for the Mill hired most of the labor force in the town.

Contrary to some mills, these owners did what they could to make the town a fit place to live.  

They set up a small clinic with an operating room and a half dozen beds for recovery.

The people who went there would pay something if they could, if they could not pay, it was accepted for them to just forget about it.

The town was large enough to support two doctors which was a plus.  Over all there were four or five nurses who did a lot of doctoring when the doctors were swamped with patients.

With six general grocery stores scattered through out the area it was easy to supplement their food stuffs that most of the women canned for winter.

During the summer they could buy from the farmers at a reasonable price, for canning purpose.

In town, there were all the other necessary venders with their wagons and horse, so you didn't have to go somewhere else to get by.

Our story in part is about was a young man by the name of Abel.

His father was kinda stoved up and had a hard time making any money so Abel had to work and supplement the family support money.

At the age of fourteen Abel got sweet on a young girl named Millie, and after time passed she felt the same about him.  

Even though Abel worked at night at the mill and at other handy man jobs, he managed to finish high school.

Now, Abel was especially good at fixing cars.  He seemed to understand what made them go, and he was able to figure out what their problems were.  This would be valuable information to him later on in his life.

Abel and his girl made plans to get married right after high school although neither could see how they could afford to do it.

Graduation day came and Millie's mother told the dad that they needed to go ahead and plan for the wedding for the kids were set in their resolve to marry.

Dad being more practical said, “They don't have anything, and no place to stay, and I don't want them to move in with us.”

The mother said, “We have that five acre place at the edge of town with a house and shed I want to give that to them.”

The dad objected. “That is part of your inheritance from your folks.”

She answered and said, “We don't need it.” 

 

Dad said, “Let’s just sell it to them.”   

 

“No, no,” she replied, “They don't have any money and couldn't buy it if they wanted to.”

The dad saw that he could argue the rest of the day, but he wasn’t about to win so he relented and said, “Okay.”

Once that was settled the mother told the youngins of their plan, and the kids were overjoyed for this took a big load off their shoulders.

As the magic day approached they did what decorating on the place that they could.  

The girl made curtains and people donated things they didn't need to help them set up housekeeping.

               
At last, the place was as good as it was going to be, and all that was left was to set the day for the wedding.

As Abel began to face the seriousness of becoming a husband he was thinking, "I don't know if I'm ready for all this responsibility of marriage".

Needless to say those thoughts were quickly put aside when he was with his beloved bride to be.

For this cotton mill town, the wedding of Millie and Able, was a big affair, and everybody contributed food to what you might call "The reception."  

Naturally there were a lot of people who invited themselves, but that was almost expected.

Wedding
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With plenty of food to eat and drink, everyone enjoyed themselves with music and dancing way into the night.

Some of Abel’s friends talked jokingly about a chivaree but nothing ever came of it.

By the time it should have happened everyone was too tired to do anything except go home.

To be Continued 

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