ll them for such-and-such a price," he looks to them
like a robber. They want to sell them for what the people pay who eat
them. That isn't quite fair, maybe, but we got $1.39 a pound last year
for all the kernels we could produce, and the year before it was $1.40,
I believe, and it stays about that price.

That is about the story of the community project. It is a direct contact
by way of a benevolent friend between people in the mountains in
Tennessee and people in Pennsylvania who say that these kernels taste
better than black walnut kernels in Pennsylvania taste. I don't know
whether any Pennsylvanians here agree with that or not. I think they are
wonderfully mild-flavored, a good many of them very light-colored
kernels. Though Mr. Chase has made some beautiful exhibits of how the
color changes depending on how long a time you leave them in the hull,
we still have some that stay lighter than others. Some of them have
rather gray-colored kernels.

There is one of those trees that Mrs. Ledbetter has, on her husband's
farm. He was about to sell that tree for a log and a stump. They come
along and grub the stumps out and sell the stumps and all for
veneerwood. But she wouldn't let him sell it, and over the course of the
last few years they sold enough kernels more than to pay for that walnut
tree and it is still going to yield a good many years, probably better
and better as time goes on.

I think that possibly the community angle of this is a little bit
misrepresenting. It's not the entire community, but it is a little group
of the community who are interested in the wild black walnut.

Last spring we were very fortunate in having some help in grafting some
of the seedlings. This Mrs. Ledbetter's husband got interested in
walnuts, and he planted a whole pasture with walnuts spaced every so
often, and this spring we went there with the help of God and were able
to graft those to Thomas black walnuts. They were just little seedlings,
so we hope to go into the named black walnuts as time goes on.

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President Davidson: May I ask, Mr. Taylor, the people, of course, now
comply with the Government regulations on pasteurization and so on?

Mr. Taylor: Never heard of it. You will have to tell me about that after
a while, if you will, please.

President Davidson: Mr. Shadow, the County Agent of Decatur, Meigs
County, Tennessee, will tell his experiences with tree crops in that
cou