“Dad caught a wild piglet many years ago that I raised. She had several liters of pigs through the years. She would build a big pile of grass and sticks every time her liter was due. These were usually 18 – 20 inches high. Once she built one almost 3 feet high and wasn’t pregnant. Dad said a big snow was coming. We had a blizzard with more than a foot of snow and ice that stayed on the ground for almost 2 weeks. Most of our snows were in the 2 – 6 inch range.”
—Jackie McClung – 2019
Papaw Wade and some of my other family had pigs when I was little. The pig pen was down the road from the mailboxes. At that time the pigs were only raised for meat so there wasn’t any piglets that I can remember.
One time my cousin and I were walking down the road talking and the pigs got out and chased us. Looking back I realize they probably thought we were bringing them some food, but at the time they scared us and we ran screaming all the way back up the holler. Everyone teased us about being afraid of the pigs.