The "Mature Thumbs" weren't body parts; they were the elders of the town who possessed the legendary . These were retirees like Mrs. Gable, who could make a desert bloom with a single stern look, and Mr. Henderson, who once grew a pumpkin so large it was legally classified as a duplex.
Here is a short tale about a town that took that phrase to heart. The Thumbs of Thistlewood free mature thumbs
Every Saturday, these "Mature Thumbs" offered their services for . The "Mature Thumbs" weren't body parts; they were
The "hitchhiking" part of the league was a bit more literal. The younger generation, often lacking cars but full of wanderlust, would "borrow" a Mature Thumb to stand by the roadside with them. It was a well-known fact in the county that no driver could resist pulling over for a sweet-faced grandmother with a perfectly manicured, hitchhiking thumb. Henderson, who once grew a pumpkin so large