Love Poem: Fuctosee Entry Number Hy- Tium
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Written by: Allan Terry

Fuctosee Entry Number Hy- Tium

I use to watch my ole man
Make 3 ton piles of sawdust
Into press bricks. He'd go into
Town with his truck loaded and
a concession stand and sell the
wood rocks and rice noodle soup
on the weekends.
He went on vacation after breaking
His collarbone, and that whole winter
My wife and I ran the whole operation.
I loved the company this business made
The noodle soup was delicious.
Here is the recipe.

10 quarts of chicken stock
12 cups of
Dehydrated vegetables
 Onion
Garlic
Broccoli
Cabbage
Sun dried tomato
Carrots
Jalapenos
Dried shrimp
Dried pork
15 cups of rice noodle

I'd mock my Dad smoking a pipe
Wrapped in a quilt, waiting for the
Next customer. I would watch the
News.Football, the folk would
Gather around with live debates
Of sports,God, and politics and
Policies. A fella would park his
RV beside me and offered his
Barbarians services. We started
Making donuts, and this place
Just started becoming a mobile
Weekend spot. Later on people
Started bring mobile laundry mats.
The sold clothes, when the farmers
Started offering greenhouse vegetables
And dairy and meat. We have been doing
This ever since. The backtrack band started
Playing out the back of the truck,
People started swaying and I found
Myself loving doing Dad's work.
He has been here telling what to do
Now for 17 years!