Things were different for some of us that were kids 50+ years ago. Grew up w/my dad walking through the hogs w/that H&R .22 revolver and Grandpop following him w/the blooding knife. When it worked out right there was very little noise or commotion. The rest of the process of butchering was anassembly line that was a lot of fun w/all the kin folks and just the air was natural easy.
The killing floor of a packing house is a loud, rioutous and very bloody place.
The killing floor of a packing house is a loud, rioutous and very bloody place.