In the Seventies, Dad’s cousin Sonny heard there was BIG money to be made in worms. A Co-op had been formed in Oklahoma City, and there were plans to have dozens if not hundreds of commercial worm growers. The ones who got in first would make the big money when the Co-op started supplying every bait house in Oklahoma.
Sonny joined the Co-Op and started “Padre Worm Farm,” a play on his last name – Priest. As per always, my Dad was Sonny’s partner in crime. When they got up a head of steam, it was best to get the women and children off the street.
They poured a massive 20x40 foot concrete foundation for the Worm Taj Mahal, which featured a big gas heater, a "swamp cooler" and an eight track stereo. There was even a state-of-the-art intercom system, which Sonny demonstrated by calling my Dad, who was in his kitchen.
“Gene-o, on your way back, bring us a couple of cold ones"...
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