Thread: Whipper-snappers missed out

cane, I have a collection of old oil lamps and Aladdin lamps. anything old I love it.

Originally Posted by olduckhunter

cane, I have a collection of old oil lamps and Aladdin lamps. anything old I love it.

Man, I'd be takin' me an old soft cloth and rubbin' on the sides of all 'em Aladdin lamps to see if the Genie was still in there.
I was in high school before we had a phone or toilet in the house. May be why I grew up so shy.

and a small collection of thermometers which includes a dr. pepper "drink hot or cold."

Ima Pepper. Its my favorite sodie pop.

I got one that's a teem soda thermo. teem was green and the fluid in the thermo is green. all neat stuff that the young don't appreciate now. my boys will have a good auction.

Y'all don't need to know everything about when I was growing up, but...we used an outhouse until I was about 10 or so. Being the last place at the edge of town all I had to do was step across the fence after school and my beagle and I were hunting in a matter of minutes. That same fence, however, often did not keep the neighbor's bull in, and I was trapped in that stinking outhouse afraid to make a run for it when the darn thing terrorized our yard. Then again, it wasn't all bad growing up in such a small town. I mowed about 20 yards a week with an old push mower...not bad until it rained all week and kept me from doing any of them after school leaving them all to be done on the Saturday as none of the old widows would think of letting a boy work on Sunday after church. I think the most I got paid for any of them was $2.00 with a lot being less than $1.00. We also had the old crank wall phone, and it made my dad so mad when the nosy neighbor lady would hear our ring and listen in. Hey, kinda sounds like the present administration!
The wife tells about being a little girl when Kentucky lake was filling and how badly some hated when their places were "taken." She had the dubious honor of swimming beer out to her dad as he waded and fished while it filled. Guess he would leave the kids on the bank, wade out then get thirsty. He would whistle to get her attention and hold up either 1, 2 or 3 fingers denoting how many beers he wanted her to bring out. Sounds like a good plan to me! She and her brothers still talk about some of the places they fished as being so and so's place before the waters covered them...like the Old Lady's place, etc.
Sure is good to reflect on these things today, July 4th, as we are still free to both reminisce and make new memories. I lost my oldest sister last night and have managed to hold it together until just now thinking about old times. She was the most honorable lady I ever knew-never even had a bad thought about anyone no matter what. About 14 years ago she lost her husband soon after he retired from teaching. She just couldn't keep teaching after that and took early retirement. After a long period of mourning she bought a new Toyota Camry when the new body style came out. She was on her way to a doctor appointment when she was rear ended-both she and her brand new car were seriously injured with the car nearly being totaled. She, unfortunately, picked up MRSA (Mersa?) while recovering in the hospital and had many relapses as it never was completely eliminated. It finally ate away at her until she was put in hospice care 3 days ago. Thankfully, she did not suffer too long and is now gone to a better place. Hope I've not been so bad that I don't meet up with her again one day.

Originally Posted by justfishin2

Y'all don't need to know everything about when I was growing up, but...we used an outhouse until I was about 10 or so. Being the last place at the edge of town all I had to do was step across the fence after school and my beagle and I were hunting in a matter of minutes. That same fence, however, often did not keep the neighbor's bull in, and I was trapped in that stinking outhouse afraid to make a run for it when the darn thing terrorized our yard. Then again, it wasn't all bad growing up in such a small town. I mowed about 20 yards a week with an old push mower...not bad until it rained all week and kept me from doing any of them after school leaving them all to be done on the Saturday as none of the old widows would think of letting a boy work on Sunday after church. I think the most I got paid for any of them was $2.00 with a lot being less than $1.00. We also had the old crank wall phone, and it made my dad so mad when the nosy neighbor lady would hear our ring and listen in. Hey, kinda sounds like the present administration!
The wife tells about being a little girl when Kentucky lake was filling and how badly some hated when their places were "taken." She had the dubious honor of swimming beer out to her dad as he waded and fished while it filled. Guess he would leave the kids on the bank, wade out then get thirsty. He would whistle to get her attention and hold up either 1, 2 or 3 fingers denoting how many beers he wanted her to bring out. Sounds like a good plan to me! She and her brothers still talk about some of the places they fished as being so and so's place before the waters covered them...like the Old Lady's place, etc.
Sure is good to reflect on these things today, July 4th, as we are still free to both reminisce and make new memories. I lost my oldest sister last night and have managed to hold it together until just now thinking about old times. She was the most honorable lady I ever knew-never even had a bad thought about anyone no matter what. About 14 years ago she lost her husband soon after he retired from teaching. She just couldn't keep teaching after that and took early retirement. After a long period of mourning she bought a new Toyota Camry when the new body style came out. She was on her way to a doctor appointment when she was rear ended-both she and her brand new car were seriously injured with the car nearly being totaled. She, unfortunately, picked up MRSA (Mersa?) while recovering in the hospital and had many relapses as it never was completely eliminated. It finally ate away at her until she was put in hospice care 3 days ago. Thankfully, she did not suffer too long and is now gone to a better place. Hope I've not been so bad that I don't meet up with her again one day.

So sorry for your loss but what wonderful memories you have of her, she would be pleased I think and hopefully yall will meet again in a place where she, neither of yall for that matter, will know no sorrow nor no pain. God bless you and your family in a difficult time, mourn but take time to celebrate as well tho, sounds like the angels are today.
John

Sorry to hear of your loss. You and yor sister have my prayers. God Bless and remember the good times.