When my nephew Jamey and I were around three years old we named the two hogs being raised "Rootin and Tootin". At the time mom, dad, Gary, Lynette and I were living at the small red house we rented from the Hoopers in Hopewell. One afternoon Jamey and I were gone somewhere, I don't remember where, and walked in the house when we got home. Momma was frying up and canning sausage. (Instead of granny or mamaw, Jamey called my mom, mom.)
Jamey went in the kitchen and said, "Mom, what are you cooking?" Mom, not thinking, said "Rootin and Tootin". Jamey was sooo mad at her!
Ahhhh...memories.
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