Heidi Crabtree
New in Town
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Just writing a Thank You card is unusual today. Whenever I write one I always get the comment that they haven't received one of those in ages.
My wife was a child in a small prairie town, no running water, no bathroom. The bath was in a galvanized tub on Saturday night. She was the youngest and received the privilege of going first....she got the hot and warm water. The youngest boy got the dirty and cold water.This was such a great read and brought back a lot of memories.
WOW! the bleach and Lysol baths.
My dad when we were little would give us sips of his beer. To this day I hate the taste of beer and do not drink liquor of any kind.
And we would all pile in the car like sardines too, no seat belts, 1970s and 1980s. And sometimes with the family dogs too, no cages, we'd hold our pets in our laps or sit them on the floor of the car.
And we would play out in the yard with no parents around. And the front of the house too, and we live in the city so there were lots of kids next door to play with.
Me and my brother got a lot of scraped knees and got dirty playing in the dirt and mud too. And when me my brother and sister were little we did have baths together too, it saved my mom time, and helped my mom to be able to look after a baby too. My mom would spank us with a belt too, when ever we got out of line.
My mother used to send me up to the store to buy her cigarettes -- when I was six years old. She'd give me half a buck and tell me I could keep the change, and I'd walk to the store, swagger up to the counter and ask for a pack of Kents. And then I'd walk back home and hand 'em over.
Nowadays, a mother who let a six year old walk to the store by herself would be up on charges, never mind the ciggies.