Well, not really. I didn’t like snakes because we had snakes on the farm, and I learned of this phobia that I had of snakes because in the haying process or bringing hay in, we would make little stacks of hay, we’d cut it and rake it into piles, and then we would toss those piles onto a wagon. And my job as a small youngster was to tramp the hay. And that meant that I would stand up there and move the hay around as they threw it up. And often there would be a common old, what we would call a gopher snake, here we called them blow snakes. They would be under these little shocks of hay, and they would find them. And they soon found that I was afraid of snakes, then they enhanced that by tossing that snake up onto the rack of hay, and seeing me jump off the wagon because of my fear of snakes.
