Remembering grass burrs, chicken dabs and bitter weeds 

It’s interesting that as time passes, you remember certain things that stand out from your growing up years. 

One of the things that has popped into my mind recently is grass burrs. It’s been years since these dastardly rascals entered my mind. Have they all been eradicated? I can’t remember the last time I saw one and that last one was probably imbedded on the bottom of my bare foot. 

These little burrs grew on long green stems and were no doubt created by the Devil himself. Sharp little spikes grew out from all over each of the burrs and for barefoot boys, they not only slowed you down from playing but hurt like the dickens when you got into a patch of them.