2017 A to Z: Letter S… All About Me

2017 A to Z: Letter S…

I thought I’d change the on-going 52 stories this year to an A to Z of 26 stories of  “All About Me”.  I plan to post bi-monthly, but I’m not holding myself to a certain time frame other than completing by year end. Originally I was going to do the “All About Me” for the 30 Day -April A to Z, but thought I might get just a wee bit long-winded, so I’m giving myself a longer time frame. Hopefully, by the time I reach letter Z, I will have written all I can remember about “me.” If you so feel inclined, why not join me in your own “A to Z” of All about Me!

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Letter S is for… Siloam, Sun, Summer, School, Soap Opera’s, Sewing, Shopping, Seashore, Swing Set, Sing, Shower vs Bath, Sneakers, and Smoking

Siloam:

Siloam, Georgia is a small southern town where my mother was born in 1930… in a log cabin, on a straw mattress… delivered by a midwife; a town dear to my heart. I spent so much time at my grandparent’s farm, just outside of town… off Syrup Mill Crossing. Many Friday evenings after daddy came home from work, we headed there… mama would have us all packed and ready to go. It was about a two-hour drive and we usually arrived after dark, around 9 o’clock.

Granddaddy’s farm is where I have so many fond memories… spending weekends there was time spent rambling through the barns, just up the walking path… teasing the bull in the back forty, letting his Fox Hounds loose every chance that came my way, and feeding the barn mice by grinding the corn cobs through the sheller. It was awesome there at the farm… even having no friends to play with! I had my own BB gun there, and often was yelled at by Granddaddy whenever he heard me “pinging” his cast iron farm bell… but I couldn’t resist! I have that very bell today that I pinged!

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In this small town, there wasn’t even a traffic light, and still not one today… only a blinking caution light. Siloam was mostly a one-sided line of brick stores, with a couple single ones just across the road. On the corner was my cousin’s general store, a place where Grandmama spent her time visiting with cousin Ulma O’Neil McKinley. Next door was Johnson’s Pharmacy… a place I frequented when I was there; I bought lots of comic books there and an ice cream or two, and I could just put it on granddaddy’s tab! The third store down was another general store, more old-style with the large pot belly stove in the back, and large oak and glass counters and cases filled with all types of goodies to ponder over. The floorboards were oak, worn through the years, and very creaky; as far as I can remember this store remained the same until it eventually closed. Just next door was a smaller attached building… no place I ever went in, but mama said it was the Doctor’s office. It probably had belonged to Dr. Lewis, who delivered mama, along with the help of his midwife, Mrs. Credille.

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David Conley’s filling station in Siloam where Granddaddy McKinley spent his Saturday afternoons!

Just across the side street next to cousin McKinley’s general store, was the filling station where granddaddy hung out, especially on Saturday afternoons. I always knew where to find him… he never changed his pattern of where he frequented. Granddaddy could be found inside, usually sitting around on an upturned Coca Cola wooden case… arguing politics or who’s dogs had been in the lead on the Friday night fox hunt.

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Johnson’s Pharmacy, built in 1904… was just to the left of Bank of Siloam… which eventually became the general store of Lawson & Ulma McKinley. Above the pharmacy was Siloam Theatre where movies were shown. Mama said they entered through a side door entrance. When this picture was taken the other general store hadn’t been built. (The bank safe still stands in the general store) Photo Courtesy of: The Georgia Digital Archives

Sadly today, that short line of brick storefronts have dwindled down to the last two on the right side of the photo above, and Johnson’s pharmacy is almost fallen in now… the roof is gone and just this year (2017), the front windows are now boarded up. Last year I was able to look through those windows.

Sun:

Who thought about the sun when they were small, you just went outside to play if the sun was out! It was more on my mind when I was a teenager, especially in the summertime… as I just wanted to sunbathe!

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Feeding Tiki when he came to visit

While I never wear a bathing suit now, and if I did… it would be a one-piece and probably with no one around! As a teenager, I couldn’t wait to go shopping for a new bathing suit every Spring. While I never bought any skimpy bikini’s, or neither did the other girls, we all bought two-piece suits; I always bought more than one. If I wasn’t laying on Grandmama’s quilt in the backyard, I was at the pool at The Perry Country Club. When we lived on Hillcrest, I often laid out on the back cement deck and if Tiki was around, he’d swing through the trees to come say hello… and look for food! (Tiki was a squirrel monkey who belonged to a neighbor around the corner)

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Me sitting on one of the large rocks at Slip Rock

When I visited mama, after she moved back to the farm, we always went to Slip Rock or Jernigan’s Bridge to lay out on the big smooth flat rocks by the water. Greene County is known for the huge rocks out in the farm fields and often large flat rocks are found near river banks. There was even a place locally called Flat Rock, and when mama was young many people went there to picnic; it is since long closed to the public. When we ride through Connecticut today, I’m amazed to find big rocks just like in Georgia; you don’t really see them unless you are more upstate in CT. and out in the country.

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One of the older big rocks in Siloam… it’s still there but from the road change, it is no longer so close to the road.

Summer:

Summers were the best when I was young… last days of school meant summer vacation! And what was one of my favorite things to do in the summer… play school! What was wrong with me, I had just gotten out of school? A few girls in my neighborhood would gather every morning… and we’d plan our summer school-day, but now we were the teachers! The local high school was just around the corner from me when I lived on Smoak Avenue and our favorite activity was scouring the dumpster after school closed… they threw out awesome stuff, or at least we thought so!The dumpsters were where we found all the supplies for our summer school games… it supplied us with papers, pencils, books, even class photos that hadn’t been purchased; one year I even found a class ring! Mama eventually found the owner and it was returned.

The dumpsters were where we found all the supplies for our summer school games… it supplied us with papers, pencils, books, even class photos that hadn’t been purchased; one year I even found a class ring! Mama eventually found the owner and it was returned. Summers were the best for bike riding, and I spent hours on my bike with all the neighborhood kids. We rode mostly in the late afternoon after the heat of the day was over… it gets pretty hot in Georgia! Sometimes we even transformed our bikes into horses… throwing a rope around the handlebars and “bingo” you have a horse. We’d chase each other on those “horses” until we tired or called in for supper. Yes, in the South, we call dinner… supper!

Summers were the best for bike riding, and I spent hours on my bike with all the neighborhood kids. We rode mostly in the late afternoon after the heat of the day was over… it gets pretty hot in Georgia! Sometimes we even transformed our bikes into horses… throwing a rope around the handlebars and “bingo” you have a horse. We’d chase each other on those “horses” until we tired or called in for supper. Yes, in the South, we call dinner… supper!

Nighttime in the summer was reserved for certain games, and most often played in my front yard as Mama would sit on the front steps and be the caller of “Mother May I”, Simon Says,  or “Red Light.” When total darkness came, the “can” came out for “Kick the Can” and we played until our names were called to come home. This was a time way before beepers or cell phones…. we had mothers who yelled “Loud” …. you were never out of earshot of her, and better not be! My mother never called my name, but instead blew Granddaddy’s fox horn… I knew that sound, along with everyone else… and it meant I better be getting myself home!There was a Mimosa Tree in the neighbor’s yard and that tree was our source for crafting; the seeds from the Mimosa pods were what we used for stringing necklaces… all for free; there were no craft stores to run to like today. Whatever we made, was usually with things found, nothing was bought specifically for crafting… it was just what you had or thought of.

There was a Mimosa Tree in the neighbor’s yard and that tree was our source for crafting; the seeds from the Mimosa pods were what we used for stringing necklaces… all for free; there were no craft stores to run to like today. Whatever we made, was usually with things found, nothing was bought specifically for crafting… it was just what you had or thought of.

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There was a Mimosa Tree in the neighbor’s yard and that tree was our source for crafting; the seeds from the Mimosa pods were what we used for stringing necklaces… all for free; there were no craft stores to run to like today. Whatever we made, was usually with things found, nothing was bought specifically for crafting… it was just what you had or thought of.

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Summer reading was….. Nancy Drew!

If no one was around, I often grabbed one of Grandmama’s quilts… we had plenty, and I’d head out under a shade tree with my Nancy Drew or Bobbsey Twins books. Later, after I outgrew those choices, I went to the library for books. I read lots in the summer, always striving to complete my summer reading certificate. And at my age now, I’m back to reading Nancy Drew again, and planning on writing on Nancy on the 2018 A to Z!

fullsizerender-3My summers were filled with bike riding, swimming, reading, skating, playing kick the can, and often on Friday nights… Mama took us all to The Dairy Queen! They were indeed “fun” summers!

School:

I went through 1st grade to 12th in Perry… from Perry Elementary for grades 1 through fourth, then Perry Junior High for grades 5 through 8th… then on to Perry High School for my last four years.

perryPerry Grammar School – Grades 1 – 4

My first-grade teacher was Mrs. Couey, and she was pretty strict compared to the first-grade teachers I’ve met with my children; I think she and mama had a few altercations over issues in the beginning! My first days were spent dreaming out the window, wanting to go out and play… sitting at my desk listening to directions wasn’t what I wanted to do. Eventually, I settled in and became accustomed to being there all day. By the time second grade came with Mrs. Pierce, my very favorite teacher, I had become accustomed to school…. finally! While I probably wasn’t teachers pet in first grade… I was Mrs. Pierce’s pet in second grade.

I remember an old-fashioned Coke machine that sat the side hallway near her class and we often were allowed to buy a coke if we had a nickel. That’s the only place I ever saw a soda machine in school. Third grade was Mrs. Ryals… and school was getting to be more work than play… like second grade had been. In fourth grade I remember mama having another run-in with my teacher Mrs. Scarborough; it involved a math test I had brought home. My father was a math whiz, and in looking over the test he noticed one of my answers was right, but she had marked it wrong. Mama went in with my test to question her the next morning, but I don’t think she really wanted to admit she had marked it wrong. I’m sure mama had a few words on that and my grade was changed. I didn’t jive too well with her in fourth grade.

Perry Junior High SchoolPerry Junior High School – Grades 5 – 8

It was a big thing when I went to Junior High… changing classes was something I had looked forward to! It was fun walking from class to class and no longer having just one teacher all day. We were growing up now and given more responsibility in keeping up with our backpack and books all day. The one thing I mostly remember in Junior High was the day President John F. Kennedy was assassinated, we were all ushered in the auditorium to watch the TVs. That was the first political event I  had known… little did I know of what else I would be subjected to in life!

No more treated like babies in junior high… gearing up now for high school… we should have just been content to enjoy life and not be in such a rush to get to high school, then graduation… as once you graduate… real life begins, and goes by way too fast!

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Perry High School – Grades 9 -12

Going to high school was the final leg of school… ninth grade meant we were older now and almost of legal age to drive. I remember being so excited about going to ninth grade (freshman), even though we were “low man” on the totem pole… I was ecstatic to finally be there!

Once again… more changes, and as a freshman, I was just trying to fit in and not look so young. All we wanted now was to be a sophomore…. why…. so we weren’t low man on the totem pole anymore?

If I could go back in time… and wouldn’t we all, I’d tell myself… slow down, enjoy high school more and stop rushing through life. Everyone just wanted to hurry up and graduate… why? Now we all would like to just go back to simpler times, no bills, no responsibilities… just live and have fun… what were we thinking? I graduated in 1970, met my future husband on Halloween and married the following year.

Soap Opera’s:

Who didn’t watch soap opera’s in the summer… or at least watch once in awhile! While I didn’t watch the traditional ones like General Hospital on any regular basis, I”m sure I probably saw it a few times. What I ran home from school to watch often as a young girl was the campy vampire series called Dark Shadows! I still love it today, and even my husband watches it with me now. It’s so corny, but we enjoy discovering the many bloopers found in the background. I’m sure I fantasized about Barnabus biting me and turning me into a vampire… I think I had a very vivid imagination as a child.

Who didn’t watch soap opera’s in the summer… or at least watch once in awhile! While I didn’t watch the traditional ones like General Hospital on any regular basis, I”m sure I probably saw it a few times. What I ran home from school to watch often as a young girl was the campy vampire series called Dark Shadows! I still love it today, and even my husband watches it with me now. It’s so corny, but we enjoy discovering the many bloopers found in the background. I’m sure I fantasized of Barnabus biting me and turning me into a vampire… I think I had a very vivid imagination as a child.

darkshadows-booksheadI loved reading these… and have a complete set!!!

It wasn’t long after I married when I became hooked on the daytime soaps of General Hospital, One Life to Live, and All My Children. For years I watched them, and after buying our first VCR, I never missed a single one! They were very addictive, making me feel like I must watch them every day… never missing one single episode or else! All My Children and One Life to Life was canceled several years ago, but even though General Hospital still runs, I’ve moved on to watching other things; it just doesn’t hold my interest any longer. Do you still watch Soaps?

Sewing:

My introduction to sewing was first watching my mother sew… her sewing machine was always out… and in use. Until I was about twelve, she made all my clothes! In the summer Mama sewed for Barbie, and I’d visit her pretending she was a seamstress… she’d take orders for outfits for Barbie. I’d return later in the day with Barbie to pick up her new outfit! She even made clothes for my friends’ Barbies too… Mama was Barbie’s personal seamstress! I never realized I even had anything left that Mama sewed until recently when I went through my Barbie case again. See, that’s why you sometimes need to revisit things, as well as papers, ever so often… seeing with different eyes!

barbie skirtI was technically introduced to the sewing machine in Home Economics in Junior High School – wonder why Mama didn’t teach me to sew? Probably because I never wanted to learn! Sewing 101 taught me all about the sewing machine and my first project was an apron… where I learned how to gather and sew a ruffle. Not sure I could do it the right way now, but I always seem to figure out a way to sew what I want. I should re-learn how to use the different “feet” attachments for my machine. By the end of that sewing class, I even made a skirt complete with a zipper… another thing I need to learn how to do again but feel a little intimidated.

While I wasn’t over-fond of sewing, and still aren’t, I do know my way around a sewing machine. In high school came Sewing 102 in Home Economics… where I made my first dress, a simple A-Line style dress – it was green. I think I hated sewing when young because I didn’t like sewing zippers. It was boring to take the time to baste the zipper in before sewing;  I think that was my last zipper I sewed!

While I wasn’t over-fond of sewing, and still aren’t, I do know my way around a sewing machine. In high school came Sewing 102 in Home Economics… where I made my first dress, a simple A-Line style dress – it was green. I think I hated sewing when young because I didn’t like sewing zippers. It was boring to take the time to baste the zipper in before sewing;  I think that was my last zipper I sewed!

That was the end of my sewing until I married and bought my first sewing machine, a Kenmore from Sears… and I still have it! It was nothing fancy, no special gadgets, just a plain simple sewing machine, but it was perfect for me until I walked through Sears one day and discovered one that made all the fancy embroidery stitches with just the change of a “cam.” I’m sure I was slightly talked into it by the salesman… and I’ve hardly ever used those cams. Even today if I want to use one, I have to go and dig out the manual to remind myself of settings and how to use it.

Raggedy dressedFIXI made these Raggedy Ann dolls for my daughter in law one Christmas; she had mentioned earlier in the year how she’d love to have a pair.

My mother learned on a Singer pedal machine and still had it when I was young… that pedal sewing machine made all my clothes and Barbie’s clothes. One day she traded it to a man for a more updated machine that was electric; always regretted it, saying her old Singer had been the best sewer!

Before my daughter was born I sewed quite often, even selling at craft fairs. I made applique wall hangings, dolls, and hand sewn felt ornaments… all sewed by hand – no glue! More on the felt ornaments on letter X for Xmas.

Wall Hangings I sold at craft fairs

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Sheep wall hanging and shirt that was Melissa’s!

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Elephant Garland and bib for Melissa

I sewed a few outfits for Melissa… even made sunsuits, bonnets and a watermelon hat that is still even used today on her girls, and looks just as new. Sometimes I look back at things I sewed and wonder how I even did that.

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Bib top and pants with flower appliques

While my daughter hasn’t taken any interest in sewing, as of yet… she did sew two Statue of Liberty outfits for a college project once… and did very well for having no sewing experience.

My last sewing projects came when the grandchildren arrived. I designed a “new” crib ensemble for their “old” baby portable crib. I sewed a quilt with matching crib bumpers, and even crib sheets… Yes, I learned how to make a fitted sheet! It wasn’t really difficult once I understood how to make the pattern… I was very proud of myself!

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I outfitted this little crib twice for all five granddaughters! This one was sewed for McKinley and Grace. It could be somewhat considered a family heirloom now; there is a story in this little crib… Stay tuned!

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I sewed this set for Ella, Ana, and Nina… All five babies used the little yellow baby crib that both Stephen and Melissa slept in for their first few months before the big crib. (Ella in crib) 

Shopping:

As a teenager, I loved to shop… what girl didn’t? Today, I hate shopping… at least in a box store; I usually only shop online! Very seldom do they not have my size or color and my feet never hurt after my shopping bag is full!

Until I had my driver’s license, I mostly shopped with my mother, unless I shopped downtown in Perry… in my favorite store of Tot’s to Teen’s… where I bought almost all my jeans and tops.

Shopping trips to Rich’s Department Store in Atlanta were one of my favorite things to do as a teenager. Those trips, taking the train with the Rainbow Girl’s, was so much fun! But it was coming home on the train, going through all your bags and showing everyone what you bought, and looking at what they bought… was just the best! So much fun and memories to ponder back on!

Seashore:

I loved the seashore as a kid… who didn’t! No one had pools like today, so when you went to the shore, it was exciting! Swiming in the ocean or walking along the shore collecting shells wasn’t every day… like it is for me since moving to Connecticut. Today, I can walk the shore every day, if I choose to, but as a kid, it was something I only did when we went on vacation to Florida.

I’m only about fifteen minutes away from the seashore in West Haven now… where my husband grew up. He had access to their beaches anytime he wanted and often went there with friends.

Today, I take the granddaughters there to walk the shore and they always come home with more shells than needed. While they aren’t pretty shells like I often found in Florida, the girls don’t seem to mind… they just enjoy picking them up! Most of the prettiest shells I ever found was at a place in Florida called Alligator Point… FYI, there were no alligators! Its name comes from the beach looking like an alligator from an aerial view.

Alligator Point was the only beach I ever found real “sand dollars.” While daddy fished, Mama and I walked the beach hunting shells, and upon returning home she’d often turn all those shells into projects. She even made a bird bath once by cementing shells on a pedestal all the way up, and adding a bowl on the top for the birds to bathe in.

These seashore photos were actually at Daytona Beach – you can easily tell by noticing the cars in the background on the shore!

The Miami or Daytona seashore was mostly where we spent riding the waves rather than picking up shells. They had awesome waves and I enjoyed riding them back to shore in my tube… under Mama’s watchful eye! She always warned me how the waves could pull me under very quickly;  never letting me out of her eyesight! I have memories of staying at a house on the beach in Miami; somewhat like a bed a breakfast. I loved the breakfast of homemade cinnamon buns the woman served.

Swing Set:

Every kid had one, but for the life of me, I just can’t picture one in my yard in Union Point, which I doubt… and if I did, I really have no memory of it. I’ll ask Mama! If I had one, it seems like it would have been in Perry as we moved there when I was around five… but I cannot picture it anywhere in the yard either! In my mind, I can see my backyard there… I see the playhouse butted up against the back of the house where my room was… I see the tree house in the Holly tree on the edge of the yard bordering the Peavy’s next door… I see the two Pecan trees in the backyard… great for climbing, but I just can’t see a swing set there at all! (Those Pecan trees still loom back there)

Maybe I never asked for a swing set as I kept myself busy reading, playing yard games and riding my bike… once I learned how! I also had a tire swing at Granddaddy McKinley’s farm and spent my afternoons amusing myself with that when there.

Sing:

Do I sing – or Can I sing… Hmm, that would be a NO! Have I? Well sometimes if I’m the only one in the car or in the house… definitely when no one is around! Can my daughter sing… Yes! I never knew she could sing until I heard a recording she made. She has a very nice voice… not quite sure where she inherited those genes from.

I love hearing all my grandchildren sing… they all have nice voices and it amazes me at such young ages how they remember the words to their favorite songs, and they are always willing to sing!

Frozen is one of the first movies I remember Ella learning the words to and just recently McKinley surprised me singing a song from the movie Moana, and singing it very well. In as much as I love children’s movies myself, that one never grabbed my interest so I missed it on the big screen. After watching it recently, it’s become one of my favorites for its songs. I enjoy playing it on TV while I”m working… just to listen to the music.

As Ella and McKinley are the oldest of my five granddaughters, they are the only two, so far, that has remembered all the words to songs. McKinley isn’t shy with a microphone, as I found out at her Pre-K graduation when she was given the microphone to lead the Pledge of Allegiance… and she remembered all the words! It was a proud moment watching her recite the pledge with her hand over her heart! Her teachers have said she always helps the younger kids in learning it and teaching them which hand to put over their heart.

Shower vs Bath:

I was never a “shower” girl in growing up… it was always a bath. I don’t even remember my parents taking showers either. Even after I married, I still took baths, unlike my husband, who always took showers… never… ever a bath!

For years I took longggg baths, often bubble baths until I hurt my left knee digging up a lilac bush. It then became difficult to get up out of the bath, although I can… but why struggle. It just wasn’t enjoyable to take those long baths any longer. Plus, I had spent way too much time in there… hours on the phone or reading… it had become my library!

I enjoy my short showers now vs those long baths before… and now that I write… more time is needed to write my blog posts. When I think about how long I actually spent on my baths, I can’t believe all the time I wasted every evening, but I had more time to read books like… my Anne Rice Novels, Lestat the Vampire and more, all the Harry Potter’s… if only I had gotten back into Nancy Drew then.

Sneakers:

I never remember wearing sneakers as a child or even a teenager. The only shoes I have memories of wearing are flip-flops, penny loafers, and BeBops, also known as saddle shoes… or so my mother says. Flip Flops were my shoes of summer… doesn’t every Southern girl grow up with them? If I wasn’t wearing them, I was barefoot!

Being a child of the South, I went barefoot all the time in the summer until I stepped on a sandspur… then I went running for my flip flops! And if you don’t know what sandspur s are… they are similar to cactus spines and once one sticks in your foot, it definitely puts a hurt on you!

Smoking:

Believe it or not, but I never smoked until after graduating high school. Having asthma as a young child, my mother always harped on me about smoking…. so I guess it sunk in, but then you grow up and suddenly want to fit in with everyone!

Both of my parents smoked for as long as I can remember, although my mother gave it up cold turkey over forty years ago. My father probably began smoking as early as eight years… and never really gave it up. Every morning was a cigarette… and being a Southerner, a beer chaser accompanied. I remember mama always having a cigarette sitting on the side as she sewed.

I only smoked for a few months before meeting my husband… who also smoked. What guy in the service didn’t smoke? He never smoked before going in the Air Force, but quickly learned that if you didn’t smoke… whenever the guys were given “smoke breaks”…. you had to stand at attention! He soon began smoking to join in on their smoke breaks! So it seemed that the service actually encouraged guys to smoke… and almost everyone smoked. I’d be curious to know today, if they still give smoke breaks and what percentage of service guys smoke?

We both continued to smoke after we married until I became pregnant… the cigarettes made me so nauseous that I immediately gave them up! And then… I asked hubby to give them up because it was like kissing an “ashtray”… he gave them up Cold Turkey! I can still see him tossing his pack in the dumpster on the way into our apartment at Rolling Ridge.

There was only one time when we both fell “off the wagon” … so to speak! We had driven to Georgia in our 1973 Volkswagon and in leaving to come home, there were tornado warnings… which pretty much followed us up the coast. I was a wreck… constantly listening to the radio to keep track of where tornadoes were sighted! I think that was the trip we also discovered “Pringles” in the grocery store before leaving and bought several cans for the trip home! So it was Pringles and cigarettes all the way back to CT., and just like when hubby went cold turkey… we both tossed our cigarettes in the dumpster on the way into our apartment, and never puffed another one!

My son never smoked as far as I know, but my daughter did… and I bugged her constantly until she finally quit after a few years. While in high school, all the kids bought “loosies” at the local convenient stores near the school. That really ticked me off that the stores sold them loose to the kids, and even though I wanted to do something about it… I felt I’d be fighting a losing battle; how could I prove it? I often annoyed her when I found her cigarette pack, as I’d take them out and put them back in upside down! Finally, she quit, and I hope she never picks up that habit again! I know I have tried one or two through the years when upset over something, and after just one puff, I was like… “what am I doing, how can anyone smoke these things… my throat was burning!

And before I end the smoking stories, there is a tune running through my head by Tex Williams (1948) called “Smoke, Smoke, Smoke that Cigarette.” Ever hear it? Head on over to YouTube… it’s there!

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3 Responses to 2017 A to Z: Letter S… All About Me

  1. I love all the pictures! Tiki is too much! And I adore the quilts and crafts!

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