I was born in 1942 in North Carolina.As I remember those days around these parts tobacco was king.Almost all farmers grew at least some.It was their main way of having a crop to sell for cash money.In a lot of cases it was about the only actual money they made all year.It seemed that the barns that it was cured in were all over the place.That word cured is one that was used by the old timers.The tobacco was hung on racks then the barn was heated and the tobacco was dried.If the wind was rite you could smell tobacco a good ways off.Someone (usually a man) had to stay at the barn twenty four seven to keep the fire going,and make sure it didn't get out of control.More than one barn full of tobacco has burned to the ground.My father once told me that some times there were also girls who came to visit the barns during the nite.According to him a good many babies were made in those days at tobacco barns.I live in the city these days.I hardly ever see a tobacco barn.Though there are still a few around out in the country.They are fading into history.I'm sad to see them go,because a way of life,and a type of people that I grew up around and respected are going with them.