Back Down Memory Lane........GOOD Times .......Prior A/P

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Howlyncat
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   Posted 10/16/2007 3:55 AM (GMT -7)   
 I was thinking last night whilst laying in bed about when I was young ....carefree and HAPPY...not a worry to be had in my life ya know .........prior to the abuse and all that brought this a/p into my life nono
 
 
tongue  Then I got to thinking about how I am sure each one of us HAS to have at least one good great, funny, happy , and loving time in our lives back in the mind that we can come here and share if we so desire ..........Then Junebugs thread caught my eye and I knew I was right ........OR close to it ......LOL
 
yeah I am a firm believer in living to the fullest and trying to laugh at least once a day even if its at myself ........and I sure do alot of that .........
 
 
tongue  MY favorite memories are of a young girl that would get all dressed in the warmest clothes and go family toboganning down the steepest hills .....Dad always there to catch us in case we fell or were gonna hit a tree
We would go for hours and hours til we were chilled to the bones and then upon returning home Mommy would make the best HOT COCOA or Hot Chocolate with marshmellows to warm us up while we sat around talking about our " Adventure " that night ........
 
***I have many more but I would like to se if anyone would care to join in and take a trip down "Good Memory Lane"..........."Be a Kid Again"***
 
I sure hope ppl will share and smile ........
All the best and thanks if you do share ...........
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   Posted 10/16/2007 4:02 AM (GMT -7)   
My favourite memories are with my family at Xmas time when my maternal grandad was alive. He idolised me and my younger sister, and would play with us hours on end and never tire. There would be nothing better than playing with all of our new Xmas presents all day. He never told us off but always reasoned with us. Wish he was still here, if nothing else but to have met my son.
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   Posted 10/16/2007 4:16 AM (GMT -7)   
AWWWW how sweet Chowch

Thanks for sharing my friend .........
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   Posted 10/17/2007 4:13 AM (GMT -7)   
GOing out with all of my family ..cousins and second cousins ect ect ..to sing Christmas Carols to shut ins and ppl in Retirement homes and hospitals


I still remember the looks on their faces as we children sang so many of their favorites a little outta tune but the thought and gesture was what mattered to us then......


NO ONE has any ...........not a one ......Good childhood memory .....


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Post Edited (Howlyncat) : 10/19/2007 12:47:27 PM (GMT-6)


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   Posted 10/17/2007 5:44 PM (GMT -7)   

I remember being little. Care-free never having to worry about anything in life. I practically lived outside. It was the greatest thing ever. I would play outside all day long and ever sleep outside if I could. I played catch, I ran around anywhere. I was an explorer. I live in the country and on a dead end road so no worries when I ran around the neighborhood. Growing up with a few brothers and all of there friends that practically lived with us, I could beat up anyone who tried to take me!

But, I always loved just doing whatever I felt like. Climbing trees. Making clubs. Talk about redneck, I didnt know what sun screen was! I would stay out with the guys playing ball of day and never get tired! I guess growing up with a bunch of guys has made me stronger though. I loved it. I wasnt into playing dolls or nothing much. I would rather have been outside running around. Running around just being a kid. Playing hide-in-seek. Our neighborhood was full of kids so we all got together at one persons house and would play hide-in-go seek. Good memories! I was crazy back then. I loved being fearless. I would try anything. I wasnt afraid of getting hurt and when I did I shrugged it off and kept going. I never cried over anything. I was so strong. It was so nice not to worry about anything and just be so free from everything.

That has all changed now of course. I dont go out much. I dont find things enjoyable anymore. Its like childhood has been stripped away never to occur again. I miss it alot. I wish I didnt have to worry about things so much. I wish I was so care-free and could do anything. Now all I do is worry and stay so stressed by everything. The world seems so different than what I thought it was as a kid. I knew it was big, but I didnt realize it was so important. Those were the good ol' days....


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   Posted 10/18/2007 3:17 PM (GMT -7)   
So many beautiful and FUN memories you have eh and then this DD can try to wipe them away

One of the reasons for this lil post was for us to draw back on the great memories we once had and try to bring them forth again when in a " mode" I dont know how or if IT will work BUT I am hoping that it will at least help .......

Also the memories are fantastic to share for all I believe

Thanks for taking the trip back down memory lane for us and I am sorry you have been robbed as well...BUT try to make some NEW memories.......I am
Know we are here

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   Posted 10/19/2007 7:58 AM (GMT -7)   
Hi Lyn,
 
What a great thread!  When I first saw it and read through it, I thought that I wouldn't have anything to share because my childhood was pretty bad.  I ended up blocking out most of it and still don't remember much - which is okay by me - I have enough to deal with right now as it is.  But I've been thinking about this for a couple of days and I actually came up with a couple of things.  So here goes:
 
1.  During the summers, before I was old enough to work and on the days I wasn't babysitting some local kids, a bunch of us kids from town (I lived in a really tiny town - everyone knew everyone) would get on our bikes and go down to this little pond and swim for hours.  It rarely ran dry, because it was run-off or something from the saw mill that was right above it.  We had so much fun - laughing, dunking each other, the boys trying to get the girls tops undone (naughty boys - LOL), etc.  When we got hungry we'd all grab our bikes and go to someone's house (didn't matter whose - we kind of took turns) and have some lunch and snacks.  We had such a blast!  Oh, how I miss that pond and the fun we had.
 
2.  Every Sunday we would go to my grandparents (my dad's parents) house to visit for a few hours.  My grandmother ALWAYS made sure she had ice cream or sherbert for my sister and I.  It was a nice treat for us.  My grandfather was just the light of my life - my parents have told me many times that I was my grampa's favorite.  He was paralyzed from the waist down because of an accident many years ago.  But that didn't stop him any - he worked for the small town they lived in right up until he retired sometime in the '70's.  He had his dump trucks all rigged with hand controls and he maintained all the roads in town all year round. 
 
My dad has told me a story of just how brave and stubborn my grampa was.  During one winter there was a blizzard and of course he was plowing the roads; it was snowing faster than they could keep up with, but they did their best.  Well, during this storm grampa's plow became stuck in a snow bank and instead of getting on the two-way radio and calling for help, he got out of the truck and crawled over to the plow, unhooked the plow, then went back to the truck, backed it up a little bit, went back out to the plow and was somehow able to get it unstuck (not sure how) and hooked back up again.  He did all of this with no gloves on - he refused to wear them, saying he just couldn't work with them on. 
 
I remember him being on crutches and having braces on his legs for years, he eventually gave in and started using a wheelchair sometime in the '80's.  But while he was still using the crutches he would pick on my grammie's cat - old Tiger - he was a fat cat and had a mean streak in him (but he was funny as h**l).  Tiger would be laying on the living room floor and grampa would take the crutch and poke him until he got aggravated with it - not hard, but enough to bug him.  Then Tiger would scratch and bite at the crutch like he was trying to kill it.  We would all sit around watching this and laughing like crazy.  Grampa was a wonderful man and my grammie was wonderful woman too.  They have both passed on now - just within the last 4 years and I have to say that I miss then both very much.  But I will unashamedly say that I miss my grampa the most and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of him.
 
I'll stop for now because I could on with more stories about my dad's family as they were all wonderful.
 
Lyn, thanks for reminding me that I do indeed have some good childhood memories.
 
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   Posted 10/19/2007 11:51 AM (GMT -7)   
Wen

I loved reading about your wonderful memories ..thanks so much ....
Please do come and post some more I will not get tired of reading about them
I draw on my memories so much and of making memories with my Cait to get me thru the worst of this dang A/P and other diseases

Again thanks for sharing my friend .....
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   Posted 10/20/2007 11:43 AM (GMT -7)   

Hey Lyn,

Great topic Big Sis.

1. I loved going to the beach in the summer, loved the water, water skiing on the Mississippi and bonfires on the beach.  Burned hot dogs, sand between my toes, and  driving fast boats.

2. I loved learning to drive and cars, with big fins and lots of horse power............I think I was into speed............gas was 25 cents a gallon. For $1.00 I could drive a long time.

3. I loved the rock and roll of Elvis,  Buddy Holly, The Beach Boys, Jan and Dean, the Everly Brothers, Ricky Nelson and of course Motown Music. Not to be left out, Minnesota's own Bob Dylan.

4. I loved to go on double dates, to the movies, the drive in movies, the pizza parlor, and or course crusin Main Street.

5. I loved singing in the 8th grade chior, if only I had a good voice, but I still loved being a part of it.

6. I loved my Dad and how he would call me his Doll like I was really wonderful.........................I will remember that always.  I was his only child.  I loved the feeling of being cherished and comforted by my Dad.

OK, Lets do the twist.......................one more time now. yeah

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   Posted 10/21/2007 5:31 AM (GMT -7)   
THanks lil sis

I will do the twist any day ..........

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Thanks for all those memories brought a few back to me lol
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   Posted 10/24/2007 6:58 AM (GMT -7)   
I have so many great memories on my dad's side of the family, so I will pop in now and then and add another one as I think them.
 
Every year my grandparents would have everyone over for Christmas Day.  OOOO - what fun!  The house always smelled wonderful - we usually had ham and all the fixin's that go with it.  But before we even got into the house we would have to go through the breezeway where the Christmas tree was - what a tease  :-) !!  As our parents would try to be dragging us into the house, we would be looking at the presents under the tree trying to figure out whose was whose.  Eventuall grammie would come out and scold us - telling us to leave the presents alone and get in the house.  nono
 
All of us kids (10 of us incuding myself) would eventually be told to go out and play because we were getting a bit rowdy for the adults to cope with   devil .  We would get all our snow gear on and if the first one outside was smart enough to think of it would get a bunch of snowballs together and start pelleting them at the others as they came out.  Then it began - the snow ball war!!  We'd be running around the house throwing snowballs at each other.  And of course we had to build the best snowman ever, each year!
 
We would then drag out the sleds from the barn and either go across the street and sled the this HUGE hill or go up to the top of the road and go as fast as we could - hoping we could get all the way to the end of the road.  Stopping at the grandparents??  Oh ya, couldn't be done - going too fast.  :-)    Most of the girls would chicken out part way down and try to stop somewhere near our Aunt Grace's house (still past grandparents - hehehe) and pop in for a visit.  Somehow she always knew at least some of us would be there because she would have some treats for us.
 
Finally would come the dinner after everyone got back to the house.  What a feast!!  The little kids had eat at the kitchen table, while the bigger kids ate in the dining room with the adults.  I always tried to get a seat next to grampa because we would always pick on each other.  Eventually somebody (usually grammie) would scold and tell us to knock it off.  After the feast all the women and girls (of course) did the dishes - but it didn't take us long since grammie also had a dishwasher.
 
Then of course is present time!!!  The adult men would "play" Santa - their meaning of that was to just walk out to the tree and grab a bunch of gifts and bring them back to the living room and hand them out.  With lots of oohs and ahhhs, we were all happy and the living room floor would be covered with paper.  :-)
 
Then dessert!!  Pies, pies, pies, bread pudding (yuck) for those men, shtrawberry shortcake and whatever else you can imaging would be there for dessert.  So of course we would all fill ourselves to the brim and feel like a whale.  Some of us would join one of our Aunts who would then go out for a walk to help her stomach settle a bit. 
 
I always loved Christmas at their house.
 
Wen


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Post Edited (wen4003) : 10/24/2007 8:01:05 AM (GMT-6)


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   Posted 10/24/2007 10:15 AM (GMT -7)   

Dear Wen,

What wonderful memories you have.  I always wished I had siblings but was raised an only child.  I had lots of cousins and we would have company for the holidays.

I remember the wonderful smell of the Turkey cooking. In the afternoon my cousins and I would go to the movies.  No big family rooms back then.  We would walk down town in the cold crisp snow and the theater smelled of popcorn and wet wool.

Double features were wonderful. Then back home for the left overs. My Mom made great pumpkin pies.

I miss being a kid. tongue

Hugs

Kitt


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   Posted 10/24/2007 5:03 PM (GMT -7)   
UMMMMMMMMMMM the smell of Turkey and family being around to enjoy the beautiful day .......

Great memories all

Keep em coming
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   Posted 10/24/2007 5:41 PM (GMT -7)   
Wonderful topic.

The best time in my life was college, no doubt. The end of high school was pretty fun as I was one of the suburb's rock stars and there were benefits to that, haha. But college...

There were so many great things about it. Learning, first and foremost. I can honestly say I didn't actually learn all that much in high school or prior to that. Was self taught and skipped a lot of school. So when I went to college and was presented with this enormous library and all of these different opinions and professors who would speak their mind...it was just incredible. It was a lot like waking up after a 20 year nap.

And the music. My college town was known for its music scene. The sound of Austin indie rock bands today is what indie rock sounded like in 1997 in my college town. And the drugs (sorry, HW) and drinking and girls were pretty nice!

I lived in a house with four to five other people. We weren't merely roommates. We were best friends. Many of us knew each other prior to college and almost all of us are still in touch. Two of these people live within two miles of me right now, and actually one lives just down the hall (freak coincidence). Anyway, back then we had a lot of fun. A lot of fun. We were incredibly impoverished but that didn't matter to us at all. We never took jobs seriously and just lived on a subsistence basis. Weekends and house parties were incredible...not a care in the world unless a paper was due or it there was a mid-term or final exam coming up.

I really miss that time. During a lot of it I was depressed, actually, but it wasn't the debilitating type of depression until later on. I got a few really good years in. Everything was so new! We were never, ever bored. It was a very creative and intellectual period...the word "freedom" sums it up best.
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   Posted 10/25/2007 9:10 AM (GMT -7)   
I'm really having fun with this thread, because it's making me think of more of the good times I had growing up instead of just the bad ones.
 
When I refer to all of us kids, I'm including cousins from dad's side of the family.  I have just one sister, no brothers.  But lots of cousins who lived close by and some of us even went to the same high school.  Very cool, we had lots of fun.  I even shared an apartment for awhile with one of my cousins after we graduated.  Two girls running wild - LOL.  It's a good thing our parents don't know all of what we did  tongue .
 
Anyway, here's the next story and as I said before I will keep posting stories as I think of them.  Every year, we had a huge vegetable garden that my sister, dad, mom and myself were required to work in.  We planted potatoes, tomatoes, 3 or 4 types of beans, lettuce, 5 varieties of squash (yuck), watermelon and cucumbers.  I've probably left things out, but that's all I can think of.  It was a LOT of work, but believe it or not I enjoyed weeding - it was quiet and I got to play in the dirt and I usually did a good job of it. 
 
When it came time to harvest, it seemed everything came at once - cucumbers and tomatoes especially.  I remember my mother canning for most of the month of August and into September.  She would make tomato juice, ketchup, stewed tomatoes and whatever else she could think of.  We always had TONS of tomatoes and gave away a lot every year because we had some many. 
 
I remember going to the garden with salt shaker in hand, finding the most perfect tomato, picking it, brush off the dirt, sprinkle some salt on it and eat it right there.  YUMMY!  Then came the pickleing of the cucumbers, couple of different varieties too - dill, bread & butter (yuck) and sour pickles.  By the time all the harvesting and canning was done we had a cellar full of veggies that would take us through almost an entire winter.  Sometimes we would run out of something, but not often.  Every time, I would go into the cellar to get something for my mother, I would grab a sour pickle - man, I loved those things.
 
One year, dad even planted catnip for our cat.  You could always tell when she got into it too.  She would like a bat out h**l from one end of the yard way up to the garden and back again.  She would run up and down the trees, chase bugs, grasshoppers, try to catch birds and whatever else she would come across.  She was hysterical.
 
Well, that's it for this story.  Stay tuned for the next one....
 
Wen 

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   Posted 10/25/2007 11:18 AM (GMT -7)   
I am so glad it is being kinda theraputic for you Wen

I know it is for me to read all of yours and other's memories


D.......Uni was the best part of my life........I love to learn and I sure loved University

Thanks for sharing

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   Posted 10/25/2007 12:14 PM (GMT -7)   

Hey Wen,

I just reread your post.........bread pudding..........oh my, I may faint, my favorite, warm with sauce and a little ice cream on the side.

Please send me some during the holidays.

My Mom made Mincemeat Pie.........now just what the heck is a Mince Meat?  Yucky.  Oh whoops, good memories.  The Apple pies were great and pumpkin too.

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   Posted 10/26/2007 11:23 AM (GMT -7)   
Lyn,
 
You know, I really  didn't expect this to be therapuetic for me because I have so many more bad memories than good ones from my childhood.  But, this is making me really think about those good ones, so I am glad that you started this thread.  I will try very hard not to dominate it though, because I like reading other's stories too.
 
Kitt, you can have all the bread pudding you want, I can't stand the stuff - yuck!
 
Here's another...Every year, right before school started, my grandmother (again on my dad's side) would take my sister and I shopping for a dress (sometimes 2 for each of us) for school.  She was always adament that little girls should wear dresses, so we did.   We would try on several, look at lots of them and it seemed as though she didn't care how much it cost.  Thinking about it now, I don't think the cost mattered too her.  We would end up with the prettiest dresses.  Once we became teens, she would relent and let us buy an outfit that we liked if we didn't want a dress.  Since I always liked dressing up, I would usually get a dress. 
 
After the shopping was done, we would go to this great Steakhouse (that is no longer there - sniff, sniff) for lunch or dinner, depending on how long it took us to do the shopping.  Grammie always like doing this for us and when that time of year came around we would be excited for this day out with Grammie.
 
When Easter came around, she would always make sure we had the "appropriate" clothing for the day.  A pretty dress (what else - LOL), an easter hat, white gloves and a little basket for eggs from the Easter egg hunt.  Someday, I'm going to make a huge photo album or maybe a scrap book with the pictures that she gave me a long time ago.  I've kept them safe, but have not taken the time to figure out what I'm going to do with them.
 
Have a great day, everyone.
 
Wen

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   Posted 10/26/2007 1:18 PM (GMT -7)   
Wen

As I said I love reading the stories and memories you write about and others as well

IT is great this thread is doing something good for you .....
POST away....I will read believe me as will others I am sure

I love bread pudding .......ahmmmmmmmmm I want some too
Hey lil sis come here and we will make TONS of it

NO mincemeat though.....sorry .....
Luvs
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wen4003
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   Posted 10/26/2007 5:23 PM (GMT -7)   

Thanks Lyn, I'll make to keep posting as I think of more stories - it really has been fun.  You and Kitt better enjoy that bread pudding - oh, it's so gross.  So is mincemeat, don't want any of that either.  yuck!!!!

 

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   Posted 11/24/2007 4:09 PM (GMT -7)   
I have been really sick this last week and with that came tons of bedrest ( yuckers) anyhoo along with that came so many memories

Putting up the Christmas decorations all together as a family.......
Stringing popcorn to put on the tree........
Singing all the Carols whilst having a family time that had no arguments ..only love and fun

Our Christmas Eve was the time for opening one gift ..just one and I loved that so much so did siblings
I have carried this tradition on with my kids and home .........


Other memories floated back and some had me in tears as Mom is not here any longer and I kinda dread not having her with us at Christmas BUT I do know she is out of pain and is looking down waggin her finger at me telling me to get off my Gasket and get it "together".........

Life was so uncomplicated back then as lil ones sure we had peer pressures and all that but we learned ways to have fun w/o play stations and computers and all the other things that are out there now

We had jacks and marbles , played tag and cowboys and indians making forts.... soldiers......had lil tea parties with our friends and of course dolls ......Skipping ,ice skating all of it ...we had it made and it was those memories that brought me some laughter and lotsa smiles this last while .....
Why does it have to get so complicated these days
...... so commercial

Too bad we cannot go back in time .......I sure do miss it ...........Luvs
LYN
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   Posted 11/24/2007 9:07 PM (GMT -7)   

Oh My Gosh, I forgot all about this thread.  Glad you brought it back up Lyn.  Let's see what other story I can think of now to tell everyone.

I remember getting my first real job - I was a waitress in the only restaurant in town.  I lived in a very tiny town and there was one of everything - the four-corner store, 1 gas station, etc.  I was not quite 16 when I started working, the couple who owned the restaurant were great - they taught me everything - not just waitressing.  That's also where I learned to be a soda-jerk, make banana splits and whatever other ice cream concoctions people wanted, and I also learned how to be a short order cook for breakfast and lunch. 

The owners got to the point that they gave me the keys to the restaurant so that I could open up and get things going for the day.  The business there was pretty good and for being such a small place, I made some decent tips.  Especially during Hunting Season.  We would be open by 4:00am (yup I was there) and we were soooo busy that the only thing I could do was waitress - no cooking, the couple did that.  But if I thought that Mike (the husband) wasn't moving fast enough because he was too busy yakking with the guys, I would go behind the counter and get what needed from the grill.  HEHE - I got my hand slapped more than once for pulling that little trick - LOL.

Man, I made out AWESOME during hunting season - tips were great, same customers day after day and I always got free meals because I worked my tushi off.  Most of the customers I knew and was able to joke around with them while on the fly and when I did screw up an order (rarely at that point though), the guys would tease me unmercifully.  But it was all in good fun.  After they got done hunting for the day or were able to get their deer, they were back for more food.  We stayed open later than normal during hunting season too in order to get as much business as we could.

I loved working right from this first job.  Since then I have had a few other waitressing and short order cooking jobs, as well as an Assistant Manager in a Restaurant.  I guess working there all through high school really paid off for me.  I hated school and would much rather have been working any way  nono .

That's pretty much it for this story.  I so enjoyed working there, that was one of the highlights of my teenage years.

Thanks for letting me share,

Wen


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   Posted 11/27/2007 8:52 AM (GMT -7)   
LOL
I tell ya this is unreal............

My first job was as a waitress and I was 15 yrs old the restaurant was just up from our house and I loved it ....loved the daily's that came in and sure loved the tips too

It felt great having my own paycheck and I still went to school but I loved to work as well ........

Sadly that place is no longer there so there goes another piece of my history my background BUT the memeories will always live on........

I think it was because of this I took the chef's course at Fanshawe Collegiate.......I was about to graduate when my first hubby was killed in car accident in 79 but I still did graduate......

I decided I wanted to become nurse so I went back to school and from there my life was Nursing..........

** I wondered where this thread went and went on the look for it ..lol.......As I said I love to read about the old memories and times we had** .............

Thanks for sharing sis
Luvs ya
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More past memeories out there anyone .........
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   Posted 12/2/2007 2:36 PM (GMT -7)   

Oh my Big Sis,

You want high school stories.  I walked 10 miles one way to a one room school in the woods in shoes that were stuffed with newpaper to keep my feet warm................lol.   Not on your life did I do that.  Must have heard about someone who did. tongue

I worked as a waitress,  starting when I was 15, in a sandwich & ice cream shop.  They also made homemade hand rolled candy.  When I had to go up to the third floor to get the candy I was always rewarded with a chocolate by the owner.  The smell of the chocolate has stayed with me forever.  I wonder if I should invent a chocolate scent for a perfume? :)

I agree the pay envelope was exciting.  When I turned 16 and could drive my Dad let me drive the car to school on days I had to be to work by 4 PM, but I always walked to work..................5 blocks on the concrete in warm boots with mittens.
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