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Friday, December 14, 2012

Memories Of Christmases Past

Memories Of Christmases Past

Weeeeeeeeeeeelcome....to my world......Won't you ... come on in?    Miracles, I guess....Still happen...now and theeeeeeeeeeeen....(YES they DO!)   .....  Steeeeeeeeeeeep into my hearrrrrrt....Leeeeave your cares beeeeeeeeeehind.   Weeeeeeeeeeeelcome to my world....BUILT with YOUUU innnnnnnnnnnnnnnn mind!
You were singing aLONG....weren't you?   If you were born before 1960 I'll bet you were.

Billy and I were born in the mid 1940's - Now some of you younger jiggers are thinking..."GADS...SHE'S OLD!!!  But we were born in the best of times in spite of the fact that there were few television sets or telephones .. we didn't even have air conditioners or heaters that would warm or cool a whole room.  If we got hot...we'd fan with a piece of paper and if we got cold we'd gather around the big old black coal stove in the middle of the living room....And no one had even THOUGHT of Internet...THAT was as foreign to US as little green men are to you younger rascals today....

It was a time of extended families living all under one roof....I think at one time there was about 12 of US...living in Granny and Grandpa Anderson's house down on East 3rd Street in Metropolis. During the day the men would all work at the Bender or on the farm and the women would cook all morning getting ready for the men to come in at noon for a big full course meal and after lunch they'd clear the dirty dishes, throw a big cloth table cloth over the table and the left overs would set there till supper time when we'd all set down and have that same meal....all over again.

No one ever mentioned food poisoning and I can never EVER recall anyone getting sick from that food setting there for hours.  The women would wash and dry the dishes at the kitchen cabinet using a big old dishpan with hot soapy water in it and another big dishpan to put the wet dishes in to drain as another one of the women would dry them.One would go pump fresh water from the well..into the water bucket that always set on the kitchen counter by the back/side door with a big metal dipper in it that we all drank out of...and another would throw the scraps to the chickens.....After lunch....mom and my aunts would do this or that around the house....but Granny always went in and set down in her old wooden rocker... by the big old radio in the living room...to listen to her story "As The World Turns"..I think it was....

Times were simple but very enjoyable back in those days of so long ago....It was just a way of life that we all lived...and we didn't know anything else.....Evenings were spent in the living room...in colder months...gathered around the old wood stove and telling stories...and in warmer months...we'd all gather in the yard or on the front porch and the grown ups would gab....while the little ones would catch lightning bugs or make mud pies....Oh we were a busy bunch I'm tellin' ya....and a happy bunch too...Nothin' like simple living and livin' simply....to get your priorities in just the right order....

I was just asking Billy the other day if he can remember Christmases of long ago when life was so simple for us and if he could remember ever believing in Santa Clause.  He said "No" he really couldn't....because he grew up an only child and his parents were just about 15 years older than he was and he just kind of grew up in a grown up world.  With me, I was born and raised into a storybook life.  Now we didn't have any MONEY ... I don't mean that by any means, at ALL.  I just mean we had lots of family time and togetherness fun and life was all fun and games for me and my sisters.....People made it their JOB to entertain us or teach us to entertain ourselves....Where Billy grew up...working...from a toddler....right along side his mom and dad in their motorcycle shop.

When I was 9 years old...we moved into our own home...just a block away from Granny and Grandpa ..and I can remember mom sending me a block down the street to the mom and pop grocery we shopped at...to buy ONE POUND of ground beef....and she'd make 2 meals out of that little pound of beef...She made our clothes...mostly...and even many of our dolls.....

But I DID believe in Santa Clause...The Easter Bunny...Cupid...and The Tooth Fairy and I was a scaredy cat from the time I was born....So the first thing I can remember saying WAS...."I'm not afraid of Fluffy...the Devil...the Tom Cat or NOBODY"  Because mom TAUGHT me to say those things....I was afraid of my dog...Fluffy...and we all KNOW about the DEVIL...and I was afraid of our old tom cat and our old rooster.....so she taught me to say that ...and I'd walk around like Wonder Woman with my hands on my hips....sayin'  "I'M not afraid of FLUFFY...the DEVIL....the TOMCAT or NOOOOOBODY"........Now...lookin' back....I hope I wasn't a little pain in the neck....So many people have told me over the years that I remind them of Shirley Temple....and I don't see it in my adult life....but as a little girl...I really DID look a lot like Shirley Temple as a little girl...and I hope I didn't have that arrogant aire she sometimes possessed......

But I DID believe in Santa Clause...and PROBABLY did...until I went to school....I remember one Christmas...I was watching Kukla, Fran and Ollie...giving the update on where Santa was and when he'd be in OUR part of the world and Daddy said he'd take Sue and me for a drive to see if we could see Santa going down a chimney (Beth was a baby)....So he and Uncle John loaded us in the car....and it didn't even dawn on me that mom and Aunt Dorothy wasn't going.....But we passed a house as we were going up 3rd Street and Uncle John yelled...."THERE HE WENT....RIGHT down that CHIMNEY!"   I was sooooooooooooooo frantic....I was scrambling in the back seat of the car to get a glimpse of Santa...but I was tooooo late..he was already 'down the chimney'....It didn't dawn on me EITHER....that Rudolph and the other reindeer and the sleigh were no where in sight.....This 'could be' why one of my sisters was a Mayor of Metropolis and another was an administrative assistant and I'm 'just a homemaker/baker/blogger'....Ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh geeeeeeeeeeeezzzzz     :-/
So daddy said we'd better drive around a bit to give Santa time to get to our house and gone....and when we went back home....I had a HUGE metal doll house.....remember those?   And a big old doll...taller than ME....I can smell the scent of that old plastic doll...just talking about it now........

Oh I have so SO many memories of growing up in the 1940's and 50's......It was a time like no other...and if you didn't LIVE it yourSELVES....none of us that DID....can even describe it and do it justice.....

I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo stuck in the 50's......But here we are in 2012...and about to go into 2013....and I may be stuck in the 1950's.....but I sure LOVE my storybook life in LaLa Land that me and this old geezer have made in Round Knob Canyon....

I hope you have good memories of growing up and I hope you're making good memories every single day...Because you want the little ones around YOU to someday be tellin' a story and say..."OH...Remember when...................................."
Peace and love from the canyon....I love you all gobs and thanks SO much...for stopping by....this has been a bird's eye view of the katydid...until next time...you are loved....


Welcome to my world....
Won't you come on in? 
Miracles, I guess...
Still happen now and then...
Step into my heart.....
Leave your cares behind....
Welcome to my world....
Built with you in mind....
Knock and the door shall be open....
Seek and you will find....
Ask and you'll be given...
The key to this heart of mine...
I'll be waiting there...
With my arms unfurled...
Waiting just for you...
Welcome to my world...

I've posted this song below...if you'd like to listen....











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