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Posted: Thursday, May 11, 2017 2:41 pm

Walk in my Shoes

We are constantly hearing about newfangled things.  The latest IPhone, IPad, computers, tv's, etc.   We are a society wherein we have to have the latest greatest whether it is electronics, clothing, shoes, household items or whatever.  

The other day I saw an e-mail that reminded me of the old-time things.  Some of them I miss and some of them I don't but it seems that all brought back memories that made me smile and laugh.

As a young girl, I remember sitting in front of the black and white console television.  We only had one in the house and everyone gathered around the living room to watch once it got warmed up.  Parents and kids watched together as the shows were more "Disneyesque" back then and parents did not have to worry about what the children were watching.  That box in the living room brought many hours of enjoyment. It was a pain when it blew one of the tubes.

Back then, we loved our dogs.  Gee...and just think.  We were not up on pedigrees.  We had mutts and loved them. If someone in the neighborhood had a poodle…wow…that was something rare.

Twenty-five cents was a huge amount in payment for chores (if you were paid) or an allowance.  We would take our quarter to Moser's News Stand or Anna Kaufman's (I guess her store would equate to today’s convenience stores but only the size of a bathroom) and pick a huge bag full of penny candy.  Sen-sens, wax lips, Mary Jane's, wafer disks filled with candy beads, candy cigarettes, the little candy beads that we bit off the paper and more!  Throw into that mix a nutty buddy ice cream or an orangesicle or vanilla popsicle and we were in heaven. If you found a coin on the ground, even pennies, it got picked up and saved.

The milkman delivered the milk in glass bottles to an aluminum box on our front porch. We put our empties in it for him to take and a note if we needed more. I remember Mom using laundry detergent and she would get dish towels inside the box or sometimes drinking glasses.

I remember going for rides with my dad in the old red and black Plymouth with the wings on the back and we would pull into the gas station where I would get a pop out of the machine while a man washed our windshield, pumped the gas and checked the oil and air pressure in the tires all with a huge smile.  On top of that, he gave you green stamps that mom would eventually cash in for gifts! Now that was service.    We lived behind the Main Street in town and I remember one day jumping in the old Plymouth but soon realized it wasn't my dad’s!  The man who worked over town at the A & P had the same color car.  Oh yeah...back then they didn't have to lock up cars like Fort Knox.  No one took anything out of your car!

In elementary school, I remember wearing saddle shoes to school.  They were not mandatory but I had a new pair every year and Herbie Dryer, the shoemaker, would put new heels and soles on them when needed.  In summer, I got a new pair of red sandals with the three teardrop holes on the front and two straps across the top.  My Mom wore stockings hooked to a garter belt and I longed to wear stockings. I also remember wearing sun suits that tied at the shoulder and gathered at the waist and legs. Um I STILL wear my saddle shoes and just found the red sandal on-line as well but I’m not wearing anything gathered at my waist or legs!  Saddle shoes rock!

In middle school, I remember the gym uniforms that the girls wore.  Oh, Lordy, what were they thinking?  A cotton one piece that ended at the tops of the thigh like bloomers and had snaps down the front, collar, and a belt.  In high school, I thought it would get better but we had a one-piece jersey outfit that was navy at the bottom and a striped top, zipper in the back.  At least this was a little longer...mid-thigh but the jersey fabric just rode up between your legs every time you moved!  Horrendous!

Square dancing in gym class, playing in the gutter on the hill when it rained, ollie ollie oxen-free, Mother May I and chase tag, sledding down the hill till our behinds were frozen, and more, all with our siblings and neighborhood kids. Oh, the memories that make this old lady smile from ear-to-ear. Fun times…yes…I remember.

What do you remember?

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