Born on a Kitchen Table

"I was born on a kitchen table in Branson Missouri," Sandy said while we were standing on the corner catching the end of the day sunlight.
"Really? Tell me more," I said.
"I grew up on a farm, remember this was in the 40's. My mother gave birth to me on the kitchen table. My father had just plowed the fields behind our house and when he went to pay the doctor twenty dollars the money was gone. It must've slipped out of his pocket. So he went back out and plowed the field again and found the money in the dirt and was able to pay the doctor. I just think of my poor mother. My family still tells this story."