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Friday, February 5, 2016

JUST REMINISCING


Today would have been my wife and my 60th wedding anniversary so I was looking through some old papers that are stored here and there in the house and just doing a little reminiscing. I found these few pages that she had penned, when we were writing her life story many years ago. I thought they were interesting as they showed what life was like in the 1940's in a small town in America. If this brings back memories of your life in a small town, please feel free to make a comment.   
Wally Baldwin 4 Feb 2016


                                       JUST REMINISCING
   I want to make a list of a few things that have come to mind as I have tried to think about my life while writing this personal history.
   How many people do you know that bribed the driver’s license instructor to get your driver’s license, by giving him a stack of comic books.---I did!
   How many people remember ironing with an old flat iron that you had to heat on the top of the stove before ironing? (They also made great foot warmers when heated and wrapped in a towel on a cold winter night.)---I do.
   Who can remember using a hand cranked cream separator to separate the cream from the milk, after milking your own cow?---I do.
   How many people know what a coal bucket is and what it looked like?---I do.
   How many people going to the post office every day during Work War II to see if there was a letter from your Uncle or Brother who was in the thick of the fighting?---I do.
   Can any of my children or grandchildren imagine me bowling on an organized bowling league and being one of the star bowlers?---I was.
   Can you imagine anyone cooking ten pounds of dried beans for one meal for two people?---I did.
   How many people do you know that were excused from school for the day in High School to go help herd cows?---I was.
   How many people are fortunate enough to have their children bring their friends home, to their house to play and have fun?---I was.
   How many girls can recall having their hair put up in “rags” and sleeping on them, so they would have ringlets in the morning to go to school?---I did.
   How many people can remember making their own butter in a churn that was operated by hand, and do you remember how the churn worked?---I do.
   How many people can recall when they saw TV for the first time and were they fascinated by it? ---I can and I was.
   How many mothers remember the fad of their children putting their hair up using empty juice cans to make the curl the right size?---I do.
   How many parents have said, Use it up---wear it out---make it do? ---Mine did.
   I laugh when I imagine my children or grand children wearing a skirt made out of a feed sack. However I did. Feed came in sacks of various colors and designs and some even had pictures on them. They would be made into a full skirt gathered at the top and we thought they were really neat.--- I wore some.
   I wonder how many in MY FAMILY learned TO DRIVE on a tractor?---I did.
   How many people remember licking ration stamps and outing them in a book for gas, tires, coffee and sugar?---I do. ( We did the same thing with SAVINGS STAMPS.)
   How many people recall laying on the floor and WATCHING the radio shows (like we watch TV today)--- The Green Hornet, Superman, Amos & Andy, Fibber McGee & Mollie, Fred Allen, Jack Benny and all of the big bands and crooners of the day?---I did.
   Do people of today remember when you had to crank a handle on the side of the telephone to get the operator and have her say”number please”? ---I do and I did.
I am not sure many people remember a penny post card and mailing a letter for 3 cents. ---But I do.
   Does anyone remember what V-Mail was?---I do.
   Did anyone else use an inkwell and pen tips attached to a wooden handle like a pencil. You had to keep blotting it with an ink-blotter so it did not smear?--- I did.
   Do you think people actually saved their rags and made rag rugs to use on their floors years ago? ---I did.
   Do any of my children or grandchildren believe I wore spurs and boots, not just for looks, but for working with the cows?---I did.
   Could any of my family spend 8 or 10 hours a day in a saddle, several days in a row, without getting saddle sores? ---I did.
   Has anyone had to make lye soap over a bon fire in the back yard? You had to stir the pot for what seemed like hours?--- I did.
   How many girls have helped with the branding of calves, and be able to stand the smell of burning hair and the bawling of the calves?--- I HAD to.
   Has anyone ever been stuck in an Emery County ALKALI mud hole, better known as Emery County Snow?---Oh yes I have.
   I’ll bet no one else in my family gathered eggs and took them to the store to trade for penny candy.--- Yes I did.
   I am sure most kids from the country have taken corn or potatoes or tomatoes from someone’s garden (without asking)—(not stealing of course) for a cookout. Ours was always cooked in the (hollow) and ---yes I did.
   Has anyone ever broke an ankle while snowmobiling, but had to walk back to the car, because their husband said it was only a bad strain?---Of course I did.
   I often wonder if there is anyone over 65 who still believes in Santa Clause?---Perhaps I do?
   I am sure all of my children remember my old wash line in the back yard, but when I was young we had one there because there was no such thing as a clothes dryer. We used the wash line out .of necessity because there was no other way to dry clothes,--- Oh yes I hung them in the winter also.
   Would any of my children or grandchildren allow someone to squirt milk in their mouth right from the cow?--- I did.
   How many people remember a hand cranked ice cream maker? When it got hard to turn the ice cream was ready.--- I remember.
   Do any of you know what a sunbonnet is and what they looked like, or better still has anyone ever wore one?--- I did.

   Do any of you know what a “party line” on the telephone was? Or did anyone have the opportunity to quietly pick up the phone and listen in to someone else’s conversation? I might have?

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