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all right, we’ll be married b> the end of the year.’" That was the last mention of marriage for a couple of years, Weaver recalls. He was trying to save up enough money and it took longer than expected. But eventually, they did marry, move to his wife’s family farm. Scuffle Hill Farm in Harris Hollow, and raise two children, John and Shirley.
This was in ’thirty-eight," Weaver said. "We raised apples, cattle, hay and corn." In the late fifties, the Weavers moved into town because of Mrs. Weaver’s failing health.
Since her death fourteen years ago. Weaver has raised and frozen vegetables from his garden and done all his own cooking and cleaning. "I think I've gotten to be a pretty good cook," Weaver said. "But it’s hard to tell—it's only me who eats it." One specialty he jokes about is a pumpkin pie he made that he thought was lacking pizazz. "Pumpkin pies are only good when you have all your own butter and eggs and cream,” Weaver said To compensate for his lack of fresh dairy products. Weaver added some unusual touches of his own: applesauce. topped with chocolate syrup and some extra pats of butter on top.
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