Those Were The Days 2.0

Tony Page said:
Marie, Madge,
@Marie Mallory @Madge Bumstead
Talking about kids today....
Yesterday I seeded 70 pots for vegetable and flower garden beds outside. My daughter lives with us with her 3 children, ages 8,10,11. This morning at breakfast I asked my 3 grandkids if they liked to garden. The youngest my granddaughter said yes. The 2 oldest (boys) weren't interested. I was hopeful that they would take an interest in my seedlings. I still get that good feeling when I see that tiny curved stem breaking through the soil, the seeds germinated. I will teach my granddaughter and try to keep her interested in gardening.

My Grandmother on one side of my family, and my grandfather on the other were both farmers. I wish I had learned there methods.
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A lovely story! Thank you so much for sharing, Tony!

I have two that just loved messing around in the dirt with mom, as for the others, they absolutely loathed getting their hands dirty, with one even going as far as telling me that gardening was boring! :giggle:
 
Tony Page said:
Marie, Madge,
@Marie Mallory @Madge Bumstead
Talking about kids today....
Yesterday I seeded 70 pots for vegetable and flower garden beds outside. My daughter lives with us with her 3 children, ages 8,10,11. This morning at breakfast I asked my 3 grandkids if they liked to garden. The youngest my granddaughter said yes. The 2 oldest (boys) weren't interested. I was hopeful that they would take an interest in my seedlings. I still get that good feeling when I see that tiny curved stem breaking through the soil, the seeds germinated. I will teach my granddaughter and try to keep her interested in gardening.

My Grandmother on one side of my family, and my grandfather on the other were both farmers. I wish I had learned there methods.
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Tony, you don't know how many times I have kicked myself (and still do) for not learning more from my elders.

So happy to know your granddaughter has you! :love:
 
Grandfather did not allow females in the kitchen but for clean up. I managed to sneak in, stay quiet and watch sometimes. He did not talk much. Big man, always a cigar be it cold or lit. He would just growl.
Called him one Friday morning “school downtown, we are all broke and hungry. What do you think that I run a soup kitchen. Quite. How many? What time? You better be on time! Meow:) Ricotta, cream, raisin stuffed and baked crepes and a cider or seltzer.
For six. Now get the … out of here and back to school.”
 
In 1954 age 7 rode the train from St Jo Mo, to Ft Worth TX all by myself! However, my GM talked to the conductor and a few passengers to keep an eye on me. I can not imagine that happening today. I loved trains,and when Mark and I met, found out he did to, we were always going to see trains. We even created Mitchellville, and huge train setting complete with buildings, signs and etc. I still have a sign or two.Best sleep ever was on a train.
 
I was just thinking of ice skating on the Bronx River (there was a section that froze over) and turtle pond. I had two bladed skates when really little that strapped onto my shoes (or boots) We (brothers and I) walked to the river and stayed too long so my feet were close to frozen by the time we'd walk back. One year, older brother got the idea that he could hose down the driveway and have it freeze so we could skate there instead. My father was not amused when he drove in.
 
No street lights in my neighborhood. We had to use fireflies to find our way home...LOL.

Walking over a mile to school in the dark when I was 5. In the snow. Not kidding. My dad had the car to go to work and my mom was home with a sickly infant, so she couldn't walk me to school. I had a flashlight.

When you were out playing and got hurt, you had to make the decision whether to go home and have it tended to or not. There was a chance that if you did, your mother would make you stay home so she could keep an eye on your injury. Better to just wash it off until it stopped bleeding. Then when you finally did go home, you could start crying at the door and maybe you'd get a special treat?

Trouble with other kids? No use complaining about it; you'd be told "well, then, don't play with them!" What??? Who would I play with, otherwise? You just dealt with it.

Totally unsafe playgrounds. It's a wonder we reached our teen years.

Teen years? It's a bloody wonder we reached our 20's.

20's? We were too busy trying to make a go of it to worry about if we'd reach our 30's.
 
I remember as a child catching what they call "childhood diseases." A couple of times my brother and I shared the disease we were sick at the same time. To be honest I don't remember which diseases I had or my brother had or what we had together. I know one of us did have measles, mumps or chicken pox.

The thing I remembered most was our doctor. Dr Kleban, he did something you don't see today he made house calls, especially if you were sick with high fever he would be there to check you out and tell you what was wrong and prescribe something.

Most times he prescribed a liquid antibiotic medicine that my brother and I hated, it tasted awful, it had a mauve coloring.

I remember my dad telling me that once when my mom was pregnant to my brother, she was having some problems, and he trekked from his office through a snowstorm to our house to check her out.

it was a great experience living through all the differences from today's lifestyle.
 
When I went to movies with my friends, if we had enough money we'd go to the soda shop on the way, I always ordered my favorite, cherry soda made at the fountain, with cherry syrup and seltzer.

I remember going with my class on a school outing we went to Manhattan to the movie to see The Ten Commandments. I was impressed with the size of the screen, and the sound system. What a difference between that theater and the theater I went to with my friends, which we called the dumps, it was a type of movie theater your shoes stuck to the floor, and had a unrecognizable order.

At the earliest age I remember having a love for going to the movies. During summer break I would go to the movies whenever I could.

One time me and my friends were going to see The Robe. I was surprised my friends agreed to see this movie, it wasn't the type they would normally go see. If it wasn't horror or action they weren't interested generally. I was excited that we were going to see The Robe, I really wanted to see it.

When we got to the theater, it wasn't packed. We were able to find 5 seats in a row, and it wasn't the first row, which was directly under the screen, these were the worst seats.

If I had to describe my friends, I have to say they were close to the Dead-end Kids.

About 10 minutes into the movie, I was absorb by it already, my friends not so much. They were running around, people tell them to be quite. I ignored them and stuck to the movie, I assumed they were playing tag, people were throwing pop corn and candy at them. All of a sudden it got quite, I settled in and watch the movie. After a few minutes I hear a commotion in the distance, I turn around and look up they brought their ruckus to the balcony, they see me looking up and they start waving, I motion for them to sit down. I go back to the movie. A few minutes later, they come rushing down my row, "there giving away free pop corn, come on." Against my better judgment I followed them to the lobby. They were right, against a wall, close to a pop corn display, was an open ginormous bag of pop corn. They grabbed handfuls of pop corn and went back into the theater. I went over to the bag and was reaching in for my handful, when suddenly someone grab me by the back of my collar, "What do you think your doing?" "getting my free pop corn" I said, "get out" It was the theater manager.😋

Well I got thrown out of the theater, it was dumb of me to think the pop corn was free (naive). My friends stayed for the rest of the show and got to see the cartoons.

To this day I never completely saw The Robe.
 
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