May 09, 2007 - Msg 52149:
have you guys seen this?
i just recently watched the episode with "poor horatio"... and just realized where the name in here came from! :)
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52150:
Afternoon Daph. Yep, old Horatio is a half boy.
Millie, thanks for the update on KFC. I like to know what's going on in my home town. How ya feeling today?
Anyone else planting a garden? My first crop of corn is up 2 inches now. Planted tomaters yesterday. More corn this weekend. I love it, just love ut.
How's yer weather? Sunny and 75 here. Perfect is what it is, just perfect.
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52151:
Hello porch family....Cloudy and drizzly here on my end of the porch.
Charlote....good to see ya back.
Asa....the garden sounds like it's coming along fine. Spot is a big gardner. I can't because I'm not at home much during the summer. My dad has a huge garden and he loves it so he keeps me supplied with fresh veggies.
Can't stay long but just wanted to check in real quick. See ya'll tonight. Prayers for all.
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52152:
Hey Daph, Asa, Rev. Asa, I'm ok today, just tired. Just got home from radiation, I'm having my italian ice and then taking a handful of pills, then a nap. Yep, that's what i'm gonna do.
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52153:
Oh, yeah, also Asa, you asked about gardening. I can't do one this year, but Hazel is working on a great garden. I think she has TWO green thumbs.
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52154:
Oh my goodness! I just got a surprise in the mail from Homemaker, and I just want to say, Thank you, thank you, thank you! You beat everything, you know that?
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52155:
"MEAT BREAD AND TATER TIME"...Hazel will preform her "Hammer Pounded Steak",I will take care of the butter peas,corn on the cob,corn bread,mac-n-cheese,and Big Maude slaw!..ready at 6:30 est..Rev will you say grace and bring some tea!..Great game tonight John and Greg pitching!...well see yall at supper,good sweep daph...Asa dont be late....SPOT
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52156:
MILLIE: I take it that it wasn't a pineapple skinner? And I know you can't mail a septic tank.
Y'all have a great evening!
And I am still no moulage!
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52157:
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52158:
well hi there!..grab a chair and start rocking...SPOT
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52159:
You are welcome Millie and I have a couple more CDs burned if you want them I'll send them out tomorrow.
Oh I guess M-T you figured out it wasn't a septic tank. I should have thought of that - oh, maybe next time!
M-T - you are the finest looking moulage I have ever seen on TV or the internet!
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52160:
We have blooms on our early girl tomato plant - could that be an omen?
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52161:
evening porch family, Thanks for supper SPOT and Hazel. Next time I have pounded steak, I want Hazel to pound it with her hammer for me. she sure has power in the hammer swing :). Hope everyone is okay tonight. We have had a flood in a laundry room and the den area of our basement. Water softner malfunctioned. BIG MESS!! and the carpet is dry now but anybody got any ideas how to get rid of the wet smell?? HELP We are running a dehumidifer (sp?) but YUCK!! Anyway I gotta go and see what I can do to clean up the mess. Take care. Prayers for Millie, her family and everyone else. Big Maude
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52162:
Nectarine Crush for everyone! Charlotte was lost but now is found! Welcome back.
Daphne, Interesting names here, huh? if you want to see how Charlotte Tucker got her name, watch "The Man in a Hurry" episode.
Hazel, so Clara beat you again with her seven layer cookies? If yer gonna fix the contest, at least get a ribbon! ha
Hey to Rev, spot ASa, Mayberry Deputy, should be a good race. SC always does it right.
BTW, APB for MD ! (:
Homemaker- did ya chop enough wood to get you thru winter. Hope so. I sure wish i could go help those people in Greenfield , KS. I have friends in a small town in Iowa, and they are helping.
Maude, Spot, thanks for the vittles, mughty fine
Prayers for Colt, Lucy, Tom, Boo, Millie and all you fine porchsters.
M-T, ya must be chomping at the bit for a good moulage! ha
Have a good evening.
Aunt Bee: Now Andy, tell Floyd not to cut Opie's hair so naked up the back of his neck. He looks like a little bird.
Andy: No bird neck, got it.
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52163:
Maude, didnt see ya there. Hope you get everything dried out.
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52164:
We didn't have quite enough wood but a neighbor had been clearing so he gave us a load and that did it. We will start again in September for next winter unless global warming happens to us.
Need to scat - it is 9:00 and I still have miles to go before I sleep!
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52165:
You guys are a lot of fun! So there are still names i haven't figured out yet, like Me-They, Auh2o (or something like that), MDC, and was Asa a character? I own all seasons but i guess i haven't paid close enough attention along the way, to all the characters names. So is my partner in crime "SKIPPY" anywhere here a rockin'?
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52166:
Good question, Daph! And there are some good answers...I'll let everybody answer for themselves....Everybody, explain your name here and why you picked it.(Oh, boy, this'll be interesting....I can't wait!)
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52167:
Oh, yeah, Daphne, yes there is a Skippy, she's a waitress who works for me whom I invited here. She doesn't post much, though, because I work her to death!
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52168:
Andy quoting Shakespeare:
"You can change the name of a rose, but you can't do nothin' 'bout the smell."
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52169:
You didn't mention "Hazel", Daphne, but I'll explain anyway! "Hazel" is the name of the chicken in the episode "Mayberry Goes Bankrupt". And, like Millie, I'll let everyone else explain their own.
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52170:
Oh man, you don't wanna know how I chose my name but I will just say that I started out as a man and changed to a woman...
Tonight at church we were discussing King Saul and how he turned from God in the end. I said something like, "Like someone said, 'Absolute power corrupts absolutely' Who said that anyway?"...you guessed it...I felt compelled to say, "I think it was Calvin Coolidge". I was thinking of you guys!
Hey Millie, glad you are rocking tonight. Did the guys ever get that bed together or did you have to "Call the man"?
Better get Erin to bed. She has been a real toot today!
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52171:
Hello porch family. Pray you all had a great day.
Millie....so glad you are feeling better today. When you feel better....we feel better. I was driving up the road today praying for you and family. Then I started calling all our porch family by name in prayer. Sure am glad God knows us by our Mayberry names!
Spot....Smolts and the Braves did it again tonight. Good game.
MDC, Spot and all race fans....Jr is holding a big news conference in the morning at 11:00 am on SPEED channel.
Everyone have a good nights rest and remember Jesus loves us. Prayers for all!
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52172:
Thanks, Rev. Yes, Boo it's all done, and it's pretty cool. It's all I can do to keep the kids out of it.
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52173:
Hi Daphne, You may have guessed mine, but if not, I'm from man in a hurry episode when Malcolm's on the phone trying to talk through Cora and Maude. He says his name is Malcolm Tucker ...from Charlotte. One of the ladies says she knew a Charlotte Tucker ... she was married to that man who fell down a lot....so that's where my name came from. Glad to see you here. I've been coming here for probably 7 or 8 years off and on. It's a great place. Good to see you in such great spirits, Millie, you're a treasuh. Hey to Hazel, Asa, homemaker, Rev, Me-They, Spot, Boo, Ro, Tom, Deß, MDC, Poor Horatio, and Mavis. Does Salty Dog ever stop by anymore? How 'bout Fun Girl and possum? Mary Wiggins? Sterling Holobyte? Goober? Whatever happened to bulbsnatcher? Last I knew she was trying to quit the smokes.
Great chattin' with ya'll again.
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52174:
will i see that you did not git it from work or i would heard from you on it
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52175:
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52176:
Tom, is that you? Did you send something to my work?
May 09, 2007 - Msg 52177:
Good late evening, all. Spent the afternoon sitting with my youngest grandson while his mom took the older one to the doctor. I napped while he napped, and now I'm wide awake. Oh, well, it doesn't matter. Tomorrow is a "free" day, so I can stay up late and then sleep late, and no one cares!
Daphne, my name came from the episode where Andy tries to pass Ernest T. Bass off as a "socially acceptable" person at Mrs. Wiley's little soiree. "How-do-you-do-Mrs.-Wi-ley." He meets a shy girl named Ramona, they're smitten with each other, and he calls her his "sweet Romeena". I liked the sound of the name, and adopted it for the porch. Actually, I use it elsewhere as well, as an identity on game sites and such, and in my email address. I'd probably answer to it on the street!
We need to send out a blanket APB for all missing porchsters - there are a bunch missing. I hope Bulbsie was able to get off the cigarettes, she sure was trying. Haven't seen Salty in a long time either. Sure wish all the missing ones would check in. Haven't heard from Rafe Hollister in a very long time.
The Plum is still hobbling. She has been on a full dose of Rimadyl now since Monday, and still has a serious hitch in her get-along. I'm so worried about her. We'll see the oncologist on Friday - I hope he has some answers. I can't believe she was so active and seemed so well on Friday night, and hasn't walked normally since. I'm hoping it's just arthritis. At this moment, I can hardly use my left hand, which was perfectly normal yesterday, and probably will be normal again by tomorrow. That's the way arthritis behaves, so could certainly explain the Plum's problem.
Well, I'm off to cuddle the little girl. Prayers for you, Millie, and for others who need them. God loves us all! Sugarplum says hey! --Romeena
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52178:
I'n sure sorry Sugarplum is still ailing Romeena. I offered up a special prayer in her behalf this morning. I surely do pray she will be ok.
Rev, what a nice thing to pray for all of us by name like that. You're a fine feller. Thank you.
Millie, Hope you have another good day today dear. You are so special to us.
Charlotte Tucker, two posts in one day. Good to see you dear.
Daphne, Asa was the elderly bank guard whose gun fell apart, who also was a night watchman at Weavers, played as the Hotel clerk in one episode, who loaned his neck stretcher to Barney when they was trying to make him taller, and who later appeared as Doc Roberts in a couple of the color episodes. (same actor, different character).
Homemaker, you ever try your meatballs for heating the house. I gotta beleive them things would smolder for days, they sure do in my belly! :)
Let's all have a good day.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52179:
Prayers for little Plum, poor baby.
I know what you mean about your TAGS name, Ro. Sometimes I have to catch myself before I sign "Boo" to my emails.
Thanks for praying for us all, REV. That's a real gift.
Hey to Charlotte Tucker, always good to hear from you.
My redneck neighbor's dog had another littler of puppies about 6 weeks ago and I wish all you dog lovers could have seen them all! Talk about cute...7 little happy puppies. The mom is a fox terrier and the dad is anybody's guess. My best friend Karen came and took 2 of them home the other day and she and the kids are having a blast with them. I had a talk with the owner of the dog because this was her third litter in less than 2 years. He said he is going to have her spayed but it remains to be seen. Poor mama dog.
I am pooped this morning. We were all up late last night because my dad got this idea about pushing his NEW riding mower into the garage last night and it has a gas leak (thank you, Sears). Well, the gas leaked out all over the garage floor and pretty soon the house was full of fumes. Poor dad is just not thinking right. He knew the thing was leaking gas but just didn't think about it leaking out in the garage. Poor bruce was cleaning up gas and I was opening the window and listening to whining kids who wanted to throw up! Just another day....
Better go get Erin ready for school,
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52180:
Hey Asa, didn't see you there. Hope you have a great day. Wear that toolbelt with pride!
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52181:
I smell gas. You smell gas?
Well of course you smell gas! What do you think this mower runs on--coal?!?
BOO: Maybe you better explain your statement, ďI will just say that I started out as a man and changed to a woman...Ē for our new porchsters!
CHARLOTTE: Itís great to have you back. No, I donít just think of you when I commit a typo. Just funniní. How are things with the family? Howís your sonís medicine working out?
DAPHNE: My name comes from Barneyís vocal exercises. Itís one of my favorite episodes. Since AUH2O has gone awol, Iím explain that his name comes from gold (AU) plus water (H2O); heís a big Barry Goldwater fan.
Hey, ASA: chomp, chomp. Iím biting my lip these days. Iíve been too busy to wade into a big moulage but just wait until I get some free time! And by the way, thanks HM.
Whereís TOM and LUCY been lately? I hope things are okay.
Well, Iíll stop back later.
ďIíve gotta uvula, youíve gotta uvula, all Godís children gotta uvula!Ē
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52182:
Oh, ROMEENA, you mentioned RAFE. He was one of the first to welcome me to Miss Crump's way back when. I popped up there a few weeks ago before the site switched over to its new format and he answered my post and said he posts to the new site from time to time. It would be nice if he stopped by sometime. He and his beloved CHARLENE.
Now, who's doing lunch today? (Notice I did not volunteer myself.)
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52183:
My goodness, Boo! A gas leak in the garage? Talk about dangerous! I hope your water heater isn't in the garage. One of mine is, which probably isn't a very good idea, but it's just the way the plan worked out. It's in a closet, which I guess helps some, but still not a great idea. My handyman friend says it's not really dangerous, as I'd notice the gas before it built up enough to cause trouble. The heater is the tankless kind, and is mounted at just below eye-level in the closet, and gas fumes lie low, so that would help, too. I turn the pilot off when I'm away for any length of time, if the car is being left in the garage.
Thanks, everyone who is praying for my little Plum. She's up and around this morning, but still hobbling and not wasting any activity. If she doesn't have a definite destination, she doesn't move. We see the doctor tomorrow.
Hey, Boo, how did Bruce clean up the gas? That can be a problem. I read somewhere that kitty litter is helpful. You just spread it over the gas, it soaks it up and you can sweep it up. Works well with oil leaks too, I hear. I've never had to clean up a big oil spot, and for the little drips that visitors' cars leave now and then, a handful of cornmeal works very well. Put the cornmeal on the oil, put a box over the spot so birds won't eat the oily meal, and after a couple of hours you can sweep it up.
Well, off I go. Prayers for Millie! I hope you have a comfortable day, love. Sugarplum says hey! --Romeena
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52184:
Ro, the water heater was in another area near the garage. I'm not sure how Bruce cleaned up the gas because I didn't stick around to watch. The cat litter idea is good and I will keep it in mind if it ever happens again, thanks. Last night was the first time I realized that Dad's poor judgement could be dangerous. I think we are in for more of that kind of thing, unfortunately. He is still driving but I don't know how much longer that will last.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52185:
By the way, I didn't mean to trivialize your gas leak problem, BOO, only to inject a little levity. Hope you understand.
I once had about 50 gallons of fuel oil leak out into my basement (where the oil tank is located) while I was at work. At the time, I was waiting tables (ah, youth). Talk about a rude welcome home at 1:00 a.m. after a hard night. Stunk up everything in the house. Had to clean every fabric surface, including the furniture, and every stitch of clothing I owned. No real danger, though, since fuel oil is extremely hard to ignite.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52186:
Before I get corrected, fuel oil does ignite (how else could you burn it for heat) but isn't volatile like gasoline.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52187:
Of course, Me-They. I thought it was funny. I always appreciate humor.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52188:
Mornin' Y'all! Boy oh boy, what with Big Maude flooding her house and Boo's house with its gasoline fumes- I'm glad I live under a rock! Ha! Seriously,sure hope y'all both get things straightened out.
Well,my name came from the episode in which Ernest T. gets his education. He's in Miss Crump's class and interupts Miss Crump's lesson on parts of speech. Remember "the possum under a rock sentence?According to Ernest T. Bass you can get a possum out from under a rock two ways: smoke 'em out or jab at 'em with a long pointy stick. Just please don't try either on me!
Millie,wishing you a good day. Love to all!
possum under a rock
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52189:
My name comes in honor of Aunt Bea and Clara Edwards (homemaker) - of course I get my fine cooking ability from Clara Edwards - she always did win blue ribbons at the fair.
GLad to see the porch so full!
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52190:
I always did Clara's rendition of "Some Enchanted Evening"...
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52191:
That is, I always did enjoy Clara's rendition.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52192:
Ha...I was picturing you sitting at work singing "Some Enchanted Evening", Me-They!
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52193:
Why not...they already consider me pretty strange around here.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52194:
we all new that you was strange
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52195:
I didn't say that, Me-They...wanted to make sure you knew that.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52196:
By the way, I'm doing lots of laundry today so go get yours and throw it on the pile.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52197:
how neat it's been, reading the meaning of all the names in here. some of you got quite creative with names from the show, that weren't the obvious ones!
but i still need one more explanation... so yes, please BOO, please explain a little further (started out as a man but became a woman)........
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52198:
Duck Daphne...Here comes my shorts, BOO...
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52199:
Got 'em!.....Daphne, it's kind of a long story but I will try to tell you a bit later when I have more time...
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52200:
I was just looking back at the archives to see how long I have been sitting on the porch and I can't believe it's been 5 years! Time flies. Anyway, Daphne, we I happened upon this site 5 yrs ago, I didn't know how things worked here because I didn't observe the workings of the porch before I jumped right in. Well, I thought you were supposed to take on another character, so I chose to be a man. I made up some stupid story about how I got my name from "To Kill A Mockingbird". It wasn't long until I realized that I wasn't supposed to pretend so I had to confess and tell everyone that I was a girl. I went ahead and kept the name Boo, though, because it is in TAGS in the scene where there are some real criminals in the jail and Gomer gets really close to the bars and is staring at one. The criminal gets in Gomer's face and says, "Boo!".
OK, time for a coffee break and my sister, St. Susan just dropped by.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52201:
"Charlotte, I need an editor!!"
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52202:
Almost forgot, while I was reading back over the archives I came across a post from a guy that used to visit the porch real regular. His name was Jimmy the Goat. Anyway, in one of his posts he said, "I'll never leave the porch. I'll be here till I die!"...wonder what happened to him?? hehe
Remember when we used to spend alot of time reminiscing about things here on the porch? We had alot of conversations about things like Gold Stamps and penny candy, and old toys. I miss that! Let's come up with some childhood memories to share, what do ya say?
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52203:
Childhood memories, huh?...How about "The Six Million Dollar Man" and "Planet of the Apes" on tv; Wings and Fleetwood Mac on the radio; green corduroys and a Kawasaki t-shirt; and a bag of Funjuns and a Nehi orange in a tall bottle with a foot-long straw? Chesnut and apple battles, cutting asparagus, and clipping the chicken's wings. Yes, it was 1974. Ah, to be eight years old again.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52204:
Some more of summer 1975...Playing Kick-the-Can, Flashlight Tag, and Red Rover...sailing sticks down the creek...turning our bikes into "choppers"...going to the post office to pick up the mail (it was in a neighbor's garage!)...heading to Twin Kiss for a cone...the snowball truck dinging down the street...hearing moms yelling for kids to come home for dinner while we're "down the bottom" playing.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52205:
I found a really neat website called feelingretrodotcom Check it out, you will love it.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52206:
I will, thanks. I know a lot of folks remember the 70s less than fondly, but, since I was 4-14 during that decade, I remember it almost magically.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52207:
Oh, lord! Boo was 4-14 in the 70's! My own kids were that age in the 70's. If I start reminiscing about my childhood, it will involve the newsreels at the movies, showing scenes from WWII. Listening to my aunt read the letters she received from her husband who was in Germany, fighting the Nazis. Sitting around the living room, actually looking at the radio, and listening to FDR and his fireside chats.
Following the ice-delivery truck, waiting for the man to chop off a few slivers and hand them to us on a hot summer afternoon. The drip pan beneath the icebox that had to be emptied often in the summer as the ice melted. Our first real refrigerator, that hummed and danced around the kitchen when the motor ran.
My first bike, received from Santa when I was eight. I think I knew it was second-hand, but I didn't care. Being scolded for opening a fresh bottle of milk and eating the cream off the top with a spoon, instead of shaking the bottle to mix it into the milk.
My dad pulling the mattresses off our beds and carrying them to the back yard, and sleeping out there because it was so stifling hot in the house. I remember how thrilled my little dog was, having her people outside with her. In those days, dogs weren't kept in the house - imagine! The Plum wouldn't have survived.
I remember walking to school with my cousin, taking the "shortcut" which was actually a little bit farther, but it involved a dusty dirt road. We would pull off our shoes and let our bare feet slap down with a smack into the talcum-soft dirt, and compare footprints. In those days, I would extend my toes and try to stretch my foot out, so my print would be bigger than his! I was still a tomboy then, hadn't awakened to the fact that I was a girl just yet.
Catching fireflies (lightning bugs) in a jar, and being disappointed when the light wasn't bright enough to read by. Being even more disappointed in the morning when they were all dead. I remember the DDT trucks that would cruise through the neighborhoods in the summer, trying to kill the flies and mosquitoes that were spreading polio and "sleeping sickness" (encephalitis). I guess it helped, but it entered the food chain and nearly wiped out a lot of other creatures, including the bald eagle. The DDT made their eggshells too fragile, and they would break prematurely, so whole generations of eagles didn't survive. It's a wonder we did! I remember how awful that stuff smelled. We used to pull our t-shirts up over our faces as the clouds blew through the yard. My mom would make me come in the house, but it didn't help much, as all the windows were open.
I remember Christmas at our tiny church, and Mr. Bradshaw dressed up as Santa, passing out little red net bags containing one apple, one orange, a candy cane and some walnuts and almonds. I remember going in the five-and-dime with my mom, and just marveling at the huge (to me) stacks of brightly colored ornaments, piled in bins and sold individually. No boxed ornaments back then. To this day, somewhere in my house at Christmas, there will be a bowl or a decorative box, piled with loose ornaments, sitting on the floor or a table somewhere. I love the way that glittering stack looks, and the memories it evokes.
Well, my goodness. That's enough of that! Sugarplum says hey! --Romeena
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52208:
Hey Boo- Remember those paper dolls that had a rectangular magnet inside? The clothes had magnets also and that's how we made them stay on. Do y'all girls remember how Barbie doll clothes were attached to the cardboard with those pesky little white strings? Anybody have a Mrs. Beasley doll from Family Affair? I did- wish I hadn't given her away!
I'll bet Asa ate Play Dough when he was a kid! (Who didn't?!)
possum under a rock
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52209:
" Everybody was Kung Fu Fighting.. those cats were fast as lightnin'.."
The '70's. Gotta love 'em!
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52210:
Daphne, my name is from the Darling family having so many cousins. I love all the Darling episodes, so i came up with Mr Darlin's Cuz or MDC for short!
Wow, what great memories Romeena, I was caught "in between" yours and boo's. I was 50s-60's childhood. Now i gotta think of some, HA
God bless you all,
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52211:
Hey, if everyone can just hope for the best for Warren tonight that would be great! One of those big nights ya know.
Deputy Warren Ferguson
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52212:
Hey Warren, just don't "over expect!" But, I've got my fingers crossed for you.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52213:
Tom is in one of his mode where he just want to be a lown.
Prayer for everyone .
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52214:
Thanks, Gizzmo. Long time, no see. Prayers for Tom, that he might feel a bit better, and might know that he has friends here who care for him very much.
DWF, good wishes for you, friend. We don't see much of you these days, but we think of you. Whatever is going on in your life, we wish you the best.
Millie, my prayer for you tonight is for deep, restful sleep, and that you might awaken feeling refreshed and renewed in the morning. May God give you strength for the day.
Sugarplum says hey! --Romeena
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52215:
I know Hazel, it's a little shameful to not post and then come and ask for good luck wishes, but I wouldn't come by at all if I didnt think of you guys to! Anyways, keep the fingers crossed if ya can!
Deputy Warren Ferguson
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52216:
Ro, brought back memories here....the milk man brought the milk into the house and put in the refrigerator...and filled his cup of coffee from the pot on the stove. Saturday neighborhood movie theatre cost $.09 and was two features, one serial and a couple of cartoons....went in at noon and got out at 5. No leash laws and all dogs obeyed....my Sandy walked to school with me....went back home, but came back to meet me when school was out. We never had sugar 'cause dad traded the sugar ration coupons for gasoline coupons. But it was fun!
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52217:
Hello porch family. Good to see so many porchsters rocking today.
Thanks gizzmo for updating us on Tom. Good to see you. Been a little worried about Tom since we haven't heard from him.
Those good ole 70's. That was my teen years. M-T...all those things bring back a lot of memories. My first car was a new 1974 Ford Pinto (hatchback, 4 speed in the floor, white lettered tires, 8-track tape player playing CCR, the Eagles, Peter Frampton and Tommy James.) At 15yrs old, I thought I owned the world.
Prayers for all in need.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52218:
Great memories ya'll are sharing! I am really enjoying them.
Ro, Me-They was 4-14 during the 70's decade. I was 7-17 and I remember feeling like Rev at 16, like I owned the world. Not much could compare to getting one's driver's license...ah, the freedom! I remember listening to ALOT of CCR, Eagles and Tommy James, too (Crimson and clover, over and over....).
Yes Possum, I remember the magnetic paper dolls very well. Paper dolls were my favorite! Did you ever have a Malibu Barbie?? One year for my birthday I got one and Malibu Ken, too. It was a grand year because for Christmas I got their camper...Nirvana!
Ro, when you mentioned your dad putting the mattresses outside I thought of MDC's relatives rolling themselves up in wet sheets and sleeping on the porch in Arizona. Ha! Don't think I'll ever forget that one. I remember my parents getting a window unit AC when I was about 3 and mom put 2 beds in one room so my sister and I could sleep comfortable, too. I can remember my dad spraying the room with Gulf Spray before bed to kill the mosquitos, and I mean ALOT of it. I'm surprised my children weren't born with three heads or something.
Well, hope Warren comes back later and tells us what we have our fingers crossed for...
Think I'll turn in,
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52219:
Oh, forgot to tell you that my when St. Susan came over today, she took home one of my redneck neighbor's puppies. What a sucker. All it took was one look over the fence. Poor puppy was covered in fleas and looked so sad. We bathed her good and help her in a blanket until she fell asleep. It was wonderful. She looks like the dog on Frasier.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52220:
proof read, proof read...
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52221:
Ray, we must be from about the same generation. I got in the movies for .09 also, got a coke and some popcorn for a nickel each. Out of a quarter, that left me .06, so I could splurge on a second coke and a piece of penny candy for the next feature if I wished. As you said, it was a double feature, complete with several cartoons and at least one serial feature. Did you ever see the serial where the bad guy has kidnapped the girl and has her in a little airplane, flying away with her? The hero and his sidekick take off in another little plane, position it above the one carrying the villain and the girl, and the hero lowers himself down on a rope and drops into the seat with the villain, knocks him out and takes control of the plane. As if that wasn't outlandish enough, the hero is wearing a suit and tie and a hat, and as he is descending the rope, which was hanging straight down, his tie doesn't blow around and his hat stays in place! Amazing.
Yes, the milkman brought the milk into the house and left it in the fridge. No problem getting in, the back door was always unlocked, and most of the time the front door was unlocked as well. When we lived in town, he came in the front, but after we moved to the country when I was twelve or so, our driveway was long and went around to the back of the house, so that delivery man used the back door. He not only left milk, he would leave butter, cottage cheese, sour cream - anything he noticed we were out of. He would even check the freezer, and might just leave a carton of ice cream if we had none. By that time, the milk was homogenized. The cream-on-the-top milk was when I was about six or so, but I knew very well how to get that cap off and get to that cream. I love cream to this day! Around that same time, we had family who lived in the country, and I spent a lot of time with them. They had a cow, and cream was readily available there, as well as home-churned butter - yes, I know how to churn. My aunt made buttermilk, too, and believe me, it was goooood! When we moved to the country, we had a cow for a while, but she wasn't a good milker and we gave up, sold her and ordered milk delivered.
I know everyone enjoyed their growing-up decade, and that is as it should be, but I really do believe that Roy and I may have grown up in the very best years. The decades before ours were the Depression years, hardscrabble times. The decades after ours were unsettled, and were the beginning of the moral decay we see today. We were little children in the 40's, saw the end of WWII and the surge of prosperity that followed, and we were teenagers in the 50's, that magical decade of innocence and fun. Bobby sox, poodle skirts, D/A haircuts, pink and black everything, Buddy Holly, Elvis, carhops on roller skates - oh, it was a fun time! I'd do it all again if I could. Ray, I'm 67, how about you?
Sugarplum says hey! --Romeena
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52222:
As you said, Boo, proofread! Make that Ray, not Roy. I guess two out of three ain't bad. --Romeena
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52223:
Romeena, I am only 39 like Jack Benny, but I was born 07/25/37. Those were good days...don't think we ever had keys to the house....never locked the doors. We had our 50th high school reunion a couple of years ago...WOW! Those are fun to go to. We had a good growing up then...most are still married to their first brides.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52224:
Well, Ray, you have taken the title away from me. I was the elder porchster until you arrived, but I'll be happy to be the second banana. I was born 7/24/39, so we're two years apart, less one day. My late husband was born 7/29/37, so you and he were just four days apart. I grew up in and around San Antonio, then after marriage, we moved around the country some, back to SA, then to the Dallas area in 1973 and have been here ever since. I've lost touch with everyone I knew in high school, so didn't attend any reunions - I never knew when they were being held, and since my husband died before the 50th, I probably wouldn't have attended anyway, so didn't bother to try to find out when it was. Well, anyway, I no longer feel like the oldest rock on earth - I'm glad you're here! --Romeena
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52225:
Those are some good memories. A couple months back, the school district improvement foundation in my home town asked me if I would have a concert to help the foundation. I agreed and it was at the old high school that I attended. I had not been there in 30 years. It was so neat to stand on that stage singing for the Lord and looking out across that auditorium. It was just so good to go back to my high school and have a concert. It brought back so many memories. After setting up the sound system and having my sound check I went out to the motorhome and waited for everyone to clear the auditorium. Then before the concert and before the doors were openned, I went back in and stood there on that stage alone thinking of how thankful I am to God for bringing me through so much since the days of high school. God IS so good!
Sorry for rambling but all these post are taking me back down memory lane.
You all have a great nights rest and remember that Jesus loves you.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52226:
Ro, if you were ever at Brackenridge HS in San Antonio, I am still envolved with the organization and actually helped with a lot on addresses etc. I am so sorry to take your title and am honored to be the oldest. Age is only a figment....my mother is 96 and still very indepedent....she is driving herself to my daughters hone this weekend 145 miles one way. Yep! we grew up in an age when morality and Christian faith were were the fundimentals of our Country. Now we have the best elected officials 'Money can Buy' leading us.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52227:
And, I voted for Nixon in 1960, when there was a poll tax that cost $10/year to vote. Just a suggestion, but if anyone is interested, lets set a time each evening for a prayer session. I believe that God listens (when two or more are...etc). We all know it works. We know what we ask for are ansewered in not what we ask for but what He deems best for us.
May 10, 2007 - Msg 52228:
Hey, Porch! Looks like evryone has been busy! Nice to see the porch so full!
Thanks for all the prayers,they're working. I had a good day. Got a lot done here at home (for me,a lot) and went to the restauarant for a bit.
Had a nice chat with Hazel at Sarah's. If anyone wants to join us, we're there most nights at 10 Eastern.
Well, I'm tuckered, it's off to bed for me. Catch y'all later.
May 11, 2007 - Msg 52229:
"BREAKFAST"!...I-HOP on Asa!........
May 11, 2007 - Msg 52230:
Romeena, if you don't mind me asking, what year did your husband pass?
May 11, 2007 - Msg 52231:
Good night, Millie. Sleep well, love. Ray, I never went to Brackenridge, but I had a cousin who did. He's ten years older than I am, though, so you wouldn't have known him. I started out at Burbank in 7th grade, then we moved to the country and I went to Northside High School, now called John Marshall. We had ten big old classrooms, a "cafetorium", and a total of 51 of us in the graduation glass of 1956. Very much a country school. I occasionally rode my horse to school, left him in the ag barn during classes. At age 14, I got a driver's license, and had the use of a car most days after that. My dad didn't want me riding the bus because there were a couple of pretty rough boys who rode it, and my dad was very protective. I was the driver for myself and three other girls my age, who all lived within a half mile of my house. I was able to get a license at 14 because my grandparents lived with us, neither of them could drive, and my grandmother was a brittle diabetic. If she had a diabetic reaction, an ambulance could take a long time to find us, but I could drive her into town in about fifteen minutes. My parents traveled some, so at times I was the only available driver. It was never necessary, but I could have done it if needed. --Romeena
May 11, 2007 - Msg 52232:
Hahaha! Graduation GLASS? Make that "class". --Romeena
May 11, 2007 - Msg 52233:
Prayers, please, friends. I'm leaving now to take the Plum to the oncologist. We're hoping for "just arthritis" to explain her gait difficulties. --Romeena
May 11, 2007 - Msg 52234:
To 52230 (Ray?) - my husband passed in 1996. It will be eleven years next Tuesday, May 15. --Romeena
May 11, 2007 - Msg 52235:
I am enjoying this stroll down memory lane bunches. Thanks for sharing them. Ray, Romeena, thanks for being here. I have always had great respect for my elders, and I mean that sincerly. You bring such wisdom and true life experiences with you. And Boo, your comment about not having kids with three heads gave me my laugh for the day. I was 15-25 in the 70's. And I enjoyed much of it, even disco music. To this day if I hear the BeeGee's or Donna Summer or Blondie, I am taken back very quickly.
Hope you get feeling better Tom.
Prayers for Millie and Sugarplum and anyone else needing them.
May 11, 2007 - Msg 52236:
Alright Millie! So very glad you had a good day yesterday.
These memories are so enjoyable to read. Ro, we still got milk in bottles with the cream on top until I was about 5. We lived in Ingleside (if you know where that is) and it was a very small town and lots of country folks. We still had a local milkman who delivered milk to the back porch AND an egg lady who delivered eggs to the house. At Easter we used to get chicks from the feed store, their down was colored different colors, and mom would let us put them in the spare room where they would just run around and we would play with them. When they got too big to be in the house, we would give them to the egg lady. What fun for a kid!
Rev, I had a similar experience just last night. We attended a band concert of one of Sean's friends at the high school that I attended. The concert was in the cafeteria/auditorium that I went to as a kid. We used that cafeteria for the 5th-12th grade. Anyhow, I had not been in it for 27 years. Except for the paint color, it had not changed a bit. I sat there thinking about my life since then and how strange it seemed to be there with my children now. God has been very good to me.
Better go get Erin to school!
May 11, 2007 - Msg 52237:
Hey Asa, glad I could make you laugh. When I read your post, I had a mental image of you dancing to Donna Summers at the Gigolo Club...
May 11, 2007 - Msg 52238:
Good morning everyone. I feel like dancin' (yeah!)...
We had milk delivered to us, too, until about 1971. They left it in one of those insulated milk boxes that were kept on the back or side porch.
The Mrs. when with Chad's preschool on a field trip to a farm the other day. It turns out that the dairy farm delivers to a 50 mile radius! They raise their own feed, milk their own cows--no antibiotics or hormones in the supply (if a cow needs antibiotics it is taken out of the supply). They also make their own yogurt and cheese and have chocolate milk. You can get everything from skim to half-and-half. The milk comes in glass quart or halg gallon bottles. They pick up and deliver to your home once a week. You do an initial deposit for the bottles which you eventually get back. Best part about it, it's not much more expensive than milk from teh grocery store! The farm started small with one truck delivering to the county about six years ago, and now go 50 miles out (so they can deliver to Washington and Baltimore) and have six trucks on the road every day.
Remember Wacky Pack stickers?
More later! Stay groovy!
May 11, 2007 - Msg 52239:
Sorry DWF--I missed your post! Not sure if luck will bring you anything but I will offer prayers.
Has anyone heard from LUCY? She's been gone quite some time now.
May 11, 2007 - Msg 52240:
Morning porch family, Hope all is well today. Good to see everyone. Been a busy few days, finally got the water dried up in the basement but we are dealing with the damp odor. hopefully with the dehumidifier it will go away soon. Beautiful weather today on my end of the porch.
Prayers to all today. Lunch will be at Subway my treat. see you all there. Big Maude
May 11, 2007 - Msg 52241:
Good morning all - M-T milk was delivered to our house everyday by my mom. She went out and got ol" so and so, put her in her stall, and commenced to milking her. Then she (mom) delivered that milk right to the house. Then it was placed in large crocks and put in the refrigerator (we did have electricity) and we waited for the cream to rise to the top. Then my mom skimmed the cream from the milk, that was used for butter and or coffee and the milk was put into pitchers for us to drink. No past-your-eyes for us. . .it was fresh! I guess that makes me what I am today.
And on the way into work this morning I was listening to the soundtrack of Mama Mia. Most of you are probably familiar with it but it is the songs of ABBA set to a Broadway play. My kids just love it!
Can't you see Asa under the disco ball, his mullet shining in the light and his toolbelt too! Oh! What a MAN! Here's a meatball Asa - Catch!
May 11, 2007 - Msg 52242:
WE didn't live on a farm per-se, HM, but my parents had a huge one-acre garden (that I spent teh summer weeding) and we did raise chickens and rabbits. Usually had about 50 chickens and maybe a dozen rabbits at any one time. Still can't eat rabbit. I still remember how it feels to get scraped by a rooster (not good) and the stench of cleaning out the chicken house. I also recall having to chip away the ice on thwie watering container before school in the winter. I didn't mind clipping the wings, though. But guess what? I'm not ever gonna raise any chickens!