Freewoods Farm is a 40-acre living farm museum replicating life on small southern family farms owned and/or operated by African Americans between 1865-1900.
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Ron, this picture takes me way back... to some of my earliest memories of my long gone relatives and their neighbors. I can just see the wash hanging somewhere near, full of old, worn housedresses and overalls. As tobacco gathering season arrives, a large washpot will be placed on the front porch, and filled early each morning so that by noon the water will be luewarm. A bar or two of lava soap will be on an old cracked, chipped saucer beside the washpot and clean rags folded there too. When folks come in from the field, they would wash in the yard before dinner. I remember thinking that it was the coolest neatest thing to be able to wash in the yard. Thanks for the memory! Scarlett
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