Rabbit Tobacco Plant
Rabbit Tobacco Plant- I borrowed this picture
I think we get so caught up finding stories and history of our Great-Great Grandpa or Grandma that we forget about our stories and history. To our kids and grandkids, this is more relevant than way back when! Have you ever sat down and thought about when you were growing up? The funny situations you sometimes found yourself or what about your siblings?
Have y'all ever heard of Rabbit Tobacco? I know there's a technical name, but it wasn't one we used. I also know that it has medicinal purposes, but that wasn't what we used it for. I also know that it isn't marijuana. Above are pictures of the plant, with the bottom picture being what I want to talk about.
I guess I was between twelve and thirteen, and my brother Larry eleven and twelve. My sisters were a lot younger, Susan probably was seven and Pam was four. We were living at the Big Woods on the mountain above Trenton, Georgia. It's fall when the plants are drying up and the leaves are turning and preparing to fall off. We were wearing sweaters, so it must have been cool. If I was twelve or thirteen, that made it 1960 or 1961. We were crossing a field, swinging sticks, talking when we spotted the Rabbit Tobacco. I'm not sure who suggested going into the house for a large brown grocery bag. The kind they bagged your purchases in at A & P. They weren't thrown away, but placed under the sink for your garbage. So there we were with a pair of scissors and the grocery bag and matches. Larry and I cut us a section of paper, pulled the dry leaves from the plant. We rolled the leaves back and forth between our hands until it was about the size of a cigar. We then placed the tobacco at one end of the paper and rolled, like we'd seen our Dad, uncles and aunts do, into a huge cigarette! I think rolling it was half the fun. I don't remember Susan doing one, Pam for sure didn't. Larry and I each took a match and lit one end, then took a puff off of it. Now think about that dry paper bag and those dry leaves! Talk about a coughing spell! I'm surprised we didn't suck fire into our lungs! I can't say the taste was very good either. I don't remember if we did smaller puffs and smoked the whole things, or just held it with the tips of our fingers trying not to breathe in any more smoke. I can say, it wasn't something I ever did again.
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