Remembering Childhood
My best dreams...17 total reviews
Comment from T B Botts
Hello Tom,
I suppose many of us could relate to your memories. We had marbles and the girls had jacks or jump ropes. We all had roller skates and you had to keep the key on a shoestring or lose it forever. I remember sweltering on those hot summer nights in Ohio and playing kick the can and hide and go seek until the lights came on. In the winter it was sledding on the hill. I tried ice skating, but my feet got too cold. Thanks for sharing this.
Have a blessed evening.
Tom
reply by the author on 03-Dec-2024
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Hello Tom,
I suppose many of us could relate to your memories. We had marbles and the girls had jacks or jump ropes. We all had roller skates and you had to keep the key on a shoestring or lose it forever. I remember sweltering on those hot summer nights in Ohio and playing kick the can and hide and go seek until the lights came on. In the winter it was sledding on the hill. I tried ice skating, but my feet got too cold. Thanks for sharing this.
Have a blessed evening.
Tom
Comment Written 03-Dec-2024
reply by the author on 03-Dec-2024
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I wonder what tales will be writ but the youth of today six decades hence. The sandlots are empty, and one never see a lad with a mitt. Girls see actresses showing their wares, and even without a bust line and hips they dangle flesh like a lamp never hidden by a basket.
Be well and thanks for the visit.
Comment from joann r romei
This was well done and gave the reader an overview of your wholesome childhood memories, I'm glad you shared and maybe this will inspire you to share more, where in Jersey? I am from Passaic County.
reply by the author on 02-Dec-2024
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This was well done and gave the reader an overview of your wholesome childhood memories, I'm glad you shared and maybe this will inspire you to share more, where in Jersey? I am from Passaic County.
Comment Written 02-Dec-2024
reply by the author on 02-Dec-2024
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Mercer County. Chambersburg 1952-55. West Trenton. !955-60
Levittown until 1965. US Navy til 74. Now a Southern boy.
Thanks for the read.
Comment from Gayla putnam
Thank you for the memories. My life in Montana was much the same. I remember the big event at the start of the school year was getting a new lunch pail. I love your imagery of warm breezes, fireflies, and old air cooler fans. gayla
reply by the author on 01-Dec-2024
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Thank you for the memories. My life in Montana was much the same. I remember the big event at the start of the school year was getting a new lunch pail. I love your imagery of warm breezes, fireflies, and old air cooler fans. gayla
Comment Written 01-Dec-2024
reply by the author on 01-Dec-2024
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Glad you enjoyed
They were golden days
Comment from kahpot
Love your ending, I can relate to a few of the games and names mentioned, but all of what those years offered no matter where one grew up, unlike today, most of my childhood was spent outdoors playing a multitude of games, an excellent read down memory lane, very well written****kahpot
reply by the author on 01-Dec-2024
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Love your ending, I can relate to a few of the games and names mentioned, but all of what those years offered no matter where one grew up, unlike today, most of my childhood was spent outdoors playing a multitude of games, an excellent read down memory lane, very well written****kahpot
Comment Written 01-Dec-2024
reply by the author on 01-Dec-2024
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The world was indeed quite different then, more innocent than it is today. Sandlots once teemed with kids like anthills disturbed now lay as fallow as America's family farms. Tsk-tsk. Its song if charted today may be "The Day the Music Died." Thank for the kind review.
Comment from karenina
How'd you write so perfectly about my life, Tom? I had Chatty Cathy!! I wanted Tiny Tears but (amazingly) I had no clue we were poor.
The "boys" activities were my brothers summer days on an endless loop...
You remembered the name of the Oscar Mayer boy? (I did check it out! How shocking to read he was born two years before I graduated from high school!)
We gals had our own clubs and nicknames. Definitely no icky boys allowed!
My nickname for our club was "Munimula". (Aluminum spelled backward for some reason, go figure)
I'm only envious that you had a whisper quiet fan. Ours was an old Fasco monster that seemed to weigh thirty pounds and sounded roughly like a plane was landing in our upstairs hallway...
My younger brother still has it. (smile)
This is a GREAT walk down memory lane, Tom.
(You can cringe with me as I recall how I bought baseball cards just because I liked the flat stick bubblegum...I threw away alk those pesky Mickey Mantle cards)
"Sey, Hey!". I wonder if I threw away any Willie Mays cards?
Duh.
I read of your recent series of unfortunate injuries!
No more of that young man!
Great to see you post!
I've missed you!
Karenina
reply by the author on 01-Dec-2024
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How'd you write so perfectly about my life, Tom? I had Chatty Cathy!! I wanted Tiny Tears but (amazingly) I had no clue we were poor.
The "boys" activities were my brothers summer days on an endless loop...
You remembered the name of the Oscar Mayer boy? (I did check it out! How shocking to read he was born two years before I graduated from high school!)
We gals had our own clubs and nicknames. Definitely no icky boys allowed!
My nickname for our club was "Munimula". (Aluminum spelled backward for some reason, go figure)
I'm only envious that you had a whisper quiet fan. Ours was an old Fasco monster that seemed to weigh thirty pounds and sounded roughly like a plane was landing in our upstairs hallway...
My younger brother still has it. (smile)
This is a GREAT walk down memory lane, Tom.
(You can cringe with me as I recall how I bought baseball cards just because I liked the flat stick bubblegum...I threw away alk those pesky Mickey Mantle cards)
"Sey, Hey!". I wonder if I threw away any Willie Mays cards?
Duh.
I read of your recent series of unfortunate injuries!
No more of that young man!
Great to see you post!
I've missed you!
Karenina
Comment Written 01-Dec-2024
reply by the author on 01-Dec-2024
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Your review has buoyed my spirit, as it always does. Your naming the fan stirred the corners of my mind and after doing a search found them to be LASKO fans, not Fasco, and their hum was more like a roar, weren't they?
Girls had baseball cards? Didn't know that. Remembedr how we clipped them to our bikes with clothes pins?
You are as kind as Mother Teresa who was as kind as the girl I married. Thanks for missing me.
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It was Fasco Industries, in Rochester NY. I lived there and my dad worked there for the first ten years of my life. Fasco was acquired by Nefco Industries in 2023...
There is a Lasko Fans headquartered in West Chester, PA...
I have no experience with their decibel level!
Yes! Still girls like me bought baseball cards for the gum....and now that you mention it, also used them clipped to our bike spokes for that "motorcycle" sound, although playing cards gave a crisper noise.
I did miss you!
Are you on the mend?
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I can only hope to be on the mend, but the ribs seemingly are not making progress or if they are it's at an undetermined pace.
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Ugh. Ribs take forever. I've fallen three times in less than two years and each time it was my ribs that caused the most discomfort! Sorry!
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I wish it wasn't true, but it seems with the passage of another year my falls become more violent. One would think they could become proficient with each passing experience.
Be well, and watch your step.
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Gravity does seem to work against us much more with each passing year!
(If it only hurts when you laugh, you're beginning to get better)
Comment from Karen Cherry Threadgill
Loved the pictures. You stirred up plenty of rememberances with your well written story. I hope you have a very good week. Sepia would have been cool.
Karen
reply by the author on 30-Nov-2024
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Loved the pictures. You stirred up plenty of rememberances with your well written story. I hope you have a very good week. Sepia would have been cool.
Karen
Comment Written 30-Nov-2024
reply by the author on 30-Nov-2024
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I might change to sepia in a practice mode
Memories revisited is like being kissed for the first time again 😋
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Thankfully my first kiss was a good one. My toes curled and everything. :-)
Comment from Ric Myworld
I was starting to worry about you just a little since I didn't feel I'd seen you around much lately. So, it was a pleasure to see your name pop up, and it's even a greater joy for this ride down memory lane and a trip back to many of my own personal memories. Thanks for sharing your wonderful little story.
reply by the author on 30-Nov-2024
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I was starting to worry about you just a little since I didn't feel I'd seen you around much lately. So, it was a pleasure to see your name pop up, and it's even a greater joy for this ride down memory lane and a trip back to many of my own personal memories. Thanks for sharing your wonderful little story.
Comment Written 30-Nov-2024
reply by the author on 30-Nov-2024
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Blame it on a few new injuries and a lack of formidable contests
Something bunched up beneath my right scapular which seemingly needed a companion so I fell hard to the ground and bruised my ribs
Finally, my girth has exceeded my reach and as I reached my behind a muscle in my left arm popped
It is nice for you to have concerns for me
That said I have not read any new releases from you or DM
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Darn, old chap, you've got to quit that falling around, it isn't healthy. Seriously, I hope it isn't anything too bad and you'll be feeling better in a few days. Reading your great humor is always a great way to start my day.
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My bad with the fall
The tale behind it could be written as a learning tool for inattentive husbands
The wife warned my desire to set a
Brush pile afire with gas went unheeded and could have taken my life
Honestly
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LOL. You're a trip!
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A trip, I thought, I'd never be, but after 75 my falls are more common than autumn leaves, and when I fall, if in the woods, unlike Oaks and Ponderosa Pines, I can be heard
Comment from Dolly'sPoems
I enjoyed your childhood memories here Tom and I liked learning a little more about your upbringing and the joys you experienced, a vivid recollection of your past here, much enjoyed, love Dolly x x x
reply by the author on 30-Nov-2024
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I enjoyed your childhood memories here Tom and I liked learning a little more about your upbringing and the joys you experienced, a vivid recollection of your past here, much enjoyed, love Dolly x x x
Comment Written 30-Nov-2024
reply by the author on 30-Nov-2024
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Thank you
Comment from Wayne Fowler
Excellent. You stirred many memories.
stridulating - Showing my ignorance, but I had to look it up. I got clittering - no help. (smiley face here)
A few other memories: minimum wage was .35/hr, there was very little health care, going to the hospital often meant to die, even if only for a broken bone, factory workers could often count on being let go the year before qualifying for a pension, colleges did not accept average+ students, life-expectancy for men was in their 60s. (Sorry for the downers). But for me, a middle-class white, times were better and I would have loved to have raised my kids then.
Thank you for posting.
reply by the author on 30-Nov-2024
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Excellent. You stirred many memories.
stridulating - Showing my ignorance, but I had to look it up. I got clittering - no help. (smiley face here)
A few other memories: minimum wage was .35/hr, there was very little health care, going to the hospital often meant to die, even if only for a broken bone, factory workers could often count on being let go the year before qualifying for a pension, colleges did not accept average+ students, life-expectancy for men was in their 60s. (Sorry for the downers). But for me, a middle-class white, times were better and I would have loved to have raised my kids then.
Thank you for posting.
Comment Written 30-Nov-2024
reply by the author on 30-Nov-2024
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Strudilating is when crickets rub their wings
It's not a
Nose made with their mouths
Comment from LJbutterfly
You took me back to my childhood days growing up in Philadelphia. I wasn't in Catholic school, but the classrooms were the same, with the same maps and blackboards.
Your story almost forces the reader to think back. As a girl, my activities outside after school were different, but my husband shared your activities. However, he added playing cowboys and Indians.
This would have been perfect for a True Story contest, but I'm glad you allowed us to enjoy it today.
reply by the author on 30-Nov-2024
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You took me back to my childhood days growing up in Philadelphia. I wasn't in Catholic school, but the classrooms were the same, with the same maps and blackboards.
Your story almost forces the reader to think back. As a girl, my activities outside after school were different, but my husband shared your activities. However, he added playing cowboys and Indians.
This would have been perfect for a True Story contest, but I'm glad you allowed us to enjoy it today.
Comment Written 30-Nov-2024
reply by the author on 30-Nov-2024
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I hoped for a contest but nay it was
Not 2b
I was
Birthed in Manyunk moved to Trenton and graduated Bishop Egan in 65
They were the best if times
