Funny, all the talk about bread got me to thinking back yesterday. The silly things that trigger memories!! So today I will share a few thoughts from days gone by. I bet some people can relate!
Every Saturday night my Mom made hamburger sandwiches (yes, on bread) and homemade French fries and baked beans. We had that every Saturday I can remember that I was at home.
She made her hamburgers different from most. She made the patties and then covered them in flour before frying. They were so good!!!! I did that for years myself and somehow got out of the habit.
We had 'supper' every night. On Sunday we had 'dinner'! It was at noon every Sunday and was a big meal. Chicken or roast or ham and all the fixings. I truly can't remember a Sunday that was just the 3 of us. There were always others there to eat. My Aunt & Uncle lived 2 doors down, so they were there often. My cousins lived next door and they almost ALWAYS just "dropped by" at the right time! Of course, my siblings came at times - it was always a big deal.
In the summer - we would carry everything way out back and eat outside. The guys would play horseshoes after, and the ladies and kids would play croquet. I remember those days so fondly and sure do miss them.
I also remember mush of our dinner was things from garden, canned or frozen - and I remember how many times when extra people showed up - Mom would scramble to get something extra on the table and then exclaim how she really wasn't hungry - so there would be enough. Bless her heart.
ME!!!! In our old kitchen!
It got remodeled to a more modern kitchen when I was around 10 - but I always loved the old kitchen. Our big old yellow and gray Formica table and yellow chairs, open cabinets, huge Chambers stove (I still want one of those!) and bright, bright yellow gloss walls!
I think back on helping Mom bake and cook in there. My fondest memory was sneaking homemade noodles that had been laid out to dry. I loved them! LOL. Or snitching a hot cookie off the table, just as they came out of the oven.
Until I was 9 or 10, I took a bath in a galvanized tub. In the summer it set by the back kitchen door and in the winter, it was placed next to the heat stove in the dining room. Got that 'full' bath once a week and washed head to toe every day at the sink. We had a sink and toilet in the bathroom and the tub was like a swimming pool to me!!!!! I was so excited. My Mom threatened me to not say at word at school about getting the tub!!!! LOL! Everyone else had all those 'modern' conveniences - so she didn't want me bragging.
We had a wringer washer until my teen years. It sure was a lot of work - but it got clothes so clean. I think we used that same galvanized tub for rinse water for the washer. (It sure had many uses). We line dried everything - again till I was a late teen. Then the dryer was only used in the winter for a long time. I remember as a child coming home from school during the winter and knowing it was laundry day. All the windows were steamed up!!!! Mom hung laundry from lines she put up every week in the dining room where the heat stove was. The house was so humid - I used to hate those days!
Helping Daddy out in the garden was fun. He and I would always go and get a tomato or even a carrot - wipe them off and sit under the shade tree and eat. He always had a saltshaker out there!!! Helping to pick apples and grapes and then there were the raspberries! Can we say chiggers???
When Daddy plowed the garden, I would always walk behind him in my bare feet - loving the feel of the soft soil. I still love that feel today and always walk through my garden barefoot after plowing! Some things just never change!!
My first 6 years of school I walked to school. Even when there was a huge snow - I still had to go to school. Some kids rode buses, and they would arrive very late on the bad days - but they arrived. I think I can only remember missing MAYBE one or two days of school because of weather during those 6 years. Now we get an inch and we have to close schools!
We wore dresses back then and in the winter on very cold days - we got to wear long pants UNDER our dresses. That was the only time long pants were allowed until I was in my high school years.
My school was very old and had big rooms and lots of windows. We celebrated its 50th anniversary when I was in 6th grade. ALL of my siblings (all older than me) went there too. It got torn down after I graduated.
My grade school. I still have dreams about going in there and getting lost! So many stairwells that went to different areas. Many different entrances. It was heated with old boilers via radiators! Oh, how many crayons got melted on those radiators while waiting in lines!!!!!!! LOL
*I got my first kiss behind this building! It was just a peck - but I still remember it and him!!!
I remember in the summer, on a few hot evenings, the fire department (which was directly behind school) would come and string up some big metal ball and they would have 'games' of pushing ball from one end to the other with the hoses. Those were so much fun - because the real reason for these nights, was to cool everyone off (no such thing as AC then). The whole neighborhood would show up - kids and adults!
Lots of fun fish fries and carnivals happened at the school as well.
OK, I have traveled down memory lane - probably boring everyone. There are just some things that never leave our memories (and I am glad). I had so much fun during those days.
I was truly blessed with the family I had and the neighborhood I grew up in. I even belong to a group of all those 'kids' from the hood today. We keep in touch.
Sorry if I bored you in the throw back!
Do you have special memories that will always be with you?
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