Butcher’s Son Did Not See Rural Food Insecurity
When I was a kid, grizzled men returned from Penn’s
Woods during deer season and the lucky ones
Knocked on the back door asking if the shed was
Unlocked so they could hang their doe or buck on
The meat hooks that hung from the cross beams.
On occasion Dad would let me pull the hide down,
Starting at the hind legs, which were up top at the
Hooks, tearing it away from the muscle and sinew
Until I reached the neck down at the cement floor,
Which was covered with refrigerator shipping boxes.
What was really fun is that sometimes I would hang
On the hide, my weight and gravity doing the work
To skin a deer, with little effort required on my part.
What I did not know while laughing was: some men
Were providing food security for their poor families.