Twenty-five
neighbors (several of whom have kids in the school) and Scouts volunteered. Everyone
dripped sweat. We didn’t have to assign jobs. People picked up tools and got
busy. There was something old-fashioned and very American about the day. We
dined on breakfast tacos in the morning and fried chicken and fruit salad at
lunch. Boys turned the plentiful food into a competition, and I thought of the
wonderful supper scene held after the barn raising in Willa Cather’s “The Bohemian Girl” (1912):
“The barn
supper began at six o’clock and lasted for two hilarious hours. Yense Nelson
had made a wager that he could eat two whole fried chickens, and he did. Eli
Swanson stowed away two whole custard pies, and Nick Hermanson ate a chocolate
layer cake to the last crumb. There was even a cooky contest among the
children, and one thin, slablike Bohemian boy consumed sixteen and won the
prize, a ginger-bread pig which Johanna Vavrika had carefully decorated with
red candies and burnt sugar. Fritz Sweiheart, the German carpenter, won in the
pickle contest, but he disappeared soon after supper and was not seen for the
rest of the evening. Joe Vavrika said that Fritz could have managed the pickles
all right, but he had sampled the demijohn in his buggy too often before
sitting down to the table.”
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