Why in the world would they name a hog a razorback?
Mom and Dad made many friends through the years of traveling on construction. There was one family that was a favorite of mine. The woman, when she knew I was coming to visit, would always bake a pumpkin pie. The man would let me PLAY with his old fashioned push mower, the kind that runs on man power.
One visit, he was showing Dad his fattening hog, man, it was huge or so it appeared to me as a four year old. At this time, I always wore dresses Mom made out of flour or feed sacks and Mom made a big bow to tie in the back. I am not rambling, I am setting the scene here. Just remember I have a dress on.
The man asked me, do you want to ride the hog? I guess I answered yes, 'cause he sat me on the back of that honking big fat hog and left me there. The hair of the hog was so coarse that it felt like it was cutting my legs. I remember thinking, this must be why they call them razorbacks.