Pickles

The word "pickle" has had a special place in my mind for forty years - triggering good thoughts and memories.

 

In 1983, my husband and I purchased a house on Pickle Barn Court. The farmer who formerly owned the land told me about a cement slab in the area his father said was part of the old pickle barn. The custodian of the school where I was working told me her grandmother worked in that pickle barn as a young girl.

Our street name was often a topic of conversation, and everyone easily remembered our address. Our children were born when we lived in that house, where life happened for twenty-three years. 

 

When we sold our home on Pickle Barn and moved to our home on a street with a very nondescript name, our closing attorney thought it was quite a coincidence we were leaving Pickle Barn for a property once owned by a family named Gurkin (pronounced as gherkin like the small cucumber often used to make pickles).

 

And it shouldn't have surprised me when pickles carried over into my genealogy. When searching for land owned by my 4th great-grandfather, John Giddens, in Wayne and Duplin counties in North Carolina, I found the land in the area of Mt. Olive - home to the Mt. Olive Pickle Company. Now, the pickles in my refrigerator are always Mt. Olive Pickles. They make me smile.

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Diana
 

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