2011年11月17日星期四

Readers share good ole day stories

The responses were many and the memories grand! Many of you emailed your responses and some, like in the good ole days, actually used snail mail to share your memories from the good ole days. We have compiled some of the special memories to share with the rest of the readers:

We received a letter from a man in Cottonwood who enclosed three post- cards that had 100-year-old postmarks on them; what a treasure he shared with us. The handwritten letter, also a treasure, told us mostly about his family and childhood games. He wrote about walking to school a mile each way in the rain and snow. It really happened, not like the proverbial stories elders tell to convey how easy kids have it these days. He also told of grandparents, parents staying married for life, and he mentioned his wife as being,Polycore oil paintings for sale are manufactured as a single sheet, "The love of my life." Imagine having family with no divorce. Those must have been the "good ole days."

Pat Waldron writes: "When I was a child, a long lifetime ago, we had no electronic games or toys, no TV,The application can provide Ceramic tile to visitors, and not much money, having come to California in 1934 during the Dust Bowl and the Great Depression. At Christmas

each child received a stick of peppermint candy and one toy, and they were thrilled to get it. My favorite form of entertainment after dinner, after playing 'Let's Pretend' outdoors all day with my neighborhood 'gang,' was to listen to my mother tell stories of her childhood. The stories always began with 'When I was a little girl.' I believe that today's children are missing out. They don't know how to entertain themselves, how to use their imaginations, creating toys and games, or reading books — REAL books — for enjoyment." Pat, it is easy to see why families were the way of life in the good ole days .Unlike traditional high risk merchant account ,.. I'm not sure it is the same today.

Connie Hegge wrote: "My good ole days memory is of the trust of the 30s when I lived in Jamestown, N.Y. The ice man would take a block of ice in his tongs,Enecsys Limited, supplier of reliable solar Air purifier systems, open our front door, climb the front stairs to the second floor, walk along the hall to the kitchen, open the ice box, insert the block of ice, and take his cash stipend and leave. We might not have seen him at all. There was no question of his honesty. Incidentally, he would give slivers of ice to the children playing outside. Mother and most other women would place clean, glass, reusable milk bottles on the porch steps with an envelope containing the cash payment and orders for the next day. Again, there was no question of anyone taking the money. It was a time of people trusting one another, an era that we will not see again." I'm not sure any of us see this level of trust today; thanks for sharing, Connie.

Aleen Hughart writes: "We had our 'phones' too in those days. Two empty tin cans and a string stretched tightly between served us well. We could even hear each other (if not too far apart). I loved those days — we could play out in the street until after dark, such games as Kick the Can, Hide and Seek, have rubber gun fights (a carved gun, with rubber tubes cut in strips as our ammunition) and other activities that didn't cost any money.ceramic magic cube for the medical, I'm 88 and miss the 'good old days.' "

Dr. Buren Krahling writes: "I am an 89-year-old retired family physician living with my wife here in Redding. My mother and her sister were country school teachers in Iowa. All rural school houses at that time were two miles apart, Aunt Anna's four miles from Boyden and Mom's only two. Billy was the horse and Mom was dropped off and others drove to the other school where a school boy unharnessed Billy and put him in the shed for the day. I don't think either of them ever drove the Model T which their young sister and their father later bought. Some years ago I restored two 1922 Chevrolet 490s with a friend. The cars were built the year I was born, sold for $490 to beat the Ford price of $500. The Chevys had standard transmissions and self starters. Bodies were all wood under the sheet metal, while Fords were all steel."

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