Sharon ~ Love reading this! So similar to my childhood; one less sibling (sister) and add strict Catholic to the mix. Our Navy Dad taught us many sayings ~ to this day , when a storm is forming, we remind each other to “batten down the hatches”!!
Hanging out the laundry clothes pinned to a a cotton line to have sunshine dry scent of sheets on bunk beds. Knit sweaters darning needles and yes hand sewn shirts. Darned socks when holes worn. Life was a slower pace, not yet a rat race. Yet black and white tv with a test pattern and comedy shows.howdy doody cowboy movies. We played out door came in when the streetlights came on. Real butter and wholesome milk. Sitting together as a family for dinner. What has happened? Progress?
Yes, progress. Some good....others, well, not so much. But I sure feel your description of our lives, early on. Really, that was a golden era, for kids! Thanks!
Hand-me-downs were like Christmas presents when I was a kid. We were never without, but my parents had to watch things some days. Times were different.
What a beautiful family you were blessed with Sharon. I was also born in 52 and growing up during that time with a family who cared about God, family, and country (in that order) was the foundation. I pray our nation will return to the values that we once held so dear.
Yowza, Sharon! You have here the chapters outlined for a complete memoir. This is the abridged version, a promise of stories to come. Sign me up as your first buyer - put me down for ten copies! YOUR stories make us all remember OUR stories, whether similar or different.
Wow, Sharron! Thank you! There are a lot of memories in this old head. Someday, I’ll get around to recording them. I better hurry…I’m forgetting where I put my glasses these days. Time to shake out the memories while they’re still available!
As the youngest of five, I had a lot of hand-me-downs, but I was always happy to have what I had! Yes, different times,and great memories. Thanks for reading, and commenting, Rod!
Sharon ~ Love reading this! So similar to my childhood; one less sibling (sister) and add strict Catholic to the mix. Our Navy Dad taught us many sayings ~ to this day , when a storm is forming, we remind each other to “batten down the hatches”!!
I remember that saying, Shirley! I’m glad you enjoyed the story! Thanks!!
I think we might be twins. Great piece and lovely photo.
Thank you, Ginevra! It was the story of many, in the 1950’s, I think.
Hanging out the laundry clothes pinned to a a cotton line to have sunshine dry scent of sheets on bunk beds. Knit sweaters darning needles and yes hand sewn shirts. Darned socks when holes worn. Life was a slower pace, not yet a rat race. Yet black and white tv with a test pattern and comedy shows.howdy doody cowboy movies. We played out door came in when the streetlights came on. Real butter and wholesome milk. Sitting together as a family for dinner. What has happened? Progress?
Yes, progress. Some good....others, well, not so much. But I sure feel your description of our lives, early on. Really, that was a golden era, for kids! Thanks!
You had a beautiful family?! What a great start for building a life.
Thank you, Yael! I am grateful for my family. I have so many happy memories from those days!
Hand-me-downs were like Christmas presents when I was a kid. We were never without, but my parents had to watch things some days. Times were different.
Gratitude for family love friend love
Agreed, Jill, and thank you!!
What a beautiful family you were blessed with Sharon. I was also born in 52 and growing up during that time with a family who cared about God, family, and country (in that order) was the foundation. I pray our nation will return to the values that we once held so dear.
Thank you, Georgeann! Those were precious days. And thank you so much,for restacking!
Yowza, Sharon! You have here the chapters outlined for a complete memoir. This is the abridged version, a promise of stories to come. Sign me up as your first buyer - put me down for ten copies! YOUR stories make us all remember OUR stories, whether similar or different.
Wow, Sharron! Thank you! There are a lot of memories in this old head. Someday, I’ll get around to recording them. I better hurry…I’m forgetting where I put my glasses these days. Time to shake out the memories while they’re still available!
As the youngest of five, I had a lot of hand-me-downs, but I was always happy to have what I had! Yes, different times,and great memories. Thanks for reading, and commenting, Rod!