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Skriven 2011-06-25 16:49:10 av Ruth Haffly (1:396/45.28)
  Kommentar till text 12579 av hap newsom (1:124/311)
Ärende: baysball
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Hi Hap,

->  hn> I have a lot of good memories of living there at
->  hn> different times, and visiting there between
->  hn> duty stations for Pop. When I get "introduced"
->  hn> around it's never as Hap...rather it's "This is
->  hn> Sam Sanford's grandson", or "This is Jimmie
->  hn> Smoot's third cousin" or "This is another one
->  hn> of the Taylor's of Tabernacle".

-> I never got that as my parents grew up in good sized places (small
-> cities) and my Dad's folks passed away before I was born. But, when we
-> visit friends in the town where Steve's dad was born and raised, we get
-> a lot of "Steve is Bill & Ann's son, his wife Ruth" introductions. A
-> number of Dad's siblings still live in the town so the family name is
-> known.

 hn> Yep...pointing out the family
 hn> connections and local lineage
 hn> makes you "family" again!

Yes, and in the town I grew up in (about 800 people) I was known, mostly
because of my dad's job with the newspaper. I've basically been gone
from there for 40 years and there have been a number of newcomers to the
town so I'm not as well known. Every so often someone that's been there
"forever" will call me by my youngest sister's name.

->  hn> We ate everything right down to the crust.

-> We eat the crusts too, probably I should have said "heels". I grew up
-> calling the 2 end pieces "crusts" and still do. It's the "heels" that I
-> use for crumbs. For a long time we had to eat the heels; I think when
-> Mom started working outside the home, my folks felt they were well
-> enough off we didn't have to eat them any more. That was when I was in
-> 6th grade.

 hn> I don't remember ever being that well
 hn> off (grin) of course I liked the
 hn> heels and would try to be the one
 hn> who got them for a sandwich!

I didn't like them when I was forced to eat them but I don't mind them
now. Of ourse most of the time there's from my home made bread. (G)

->  hn> muscadines and mom would make them
->  hn> into jelly. LOVED those wild grapes!!

-> Our neighbors on one side had currant bushes that they let my Mom have
-> the fruit from. She used child labor (us kids) to ppick them; I never
-> did/do like currant jelly.

 hn> I was the "lawn mower"...and I still don't
 hn> like mowing a lawn to this day! After I
 hn> joined the navy..Pop got a riding mower
 hn> and everyone loved mowing the lawn! ME?
 hn> I had a push mower...not a gas powered one
 hn> a HAP powered reel mower that fought me
 hn> every step of the way across the yard!

Yard mowing was a job for my brothers, first with the reel mower like
you had, then a power one. I think I was in high school when Dad got a
riding mower bit mowing was still not a girl's job.  All of us kids had
to pick dandelions whenever my parents wanted to make wine or green
tomatoes when there was a danger of frost.

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Catch you later,
Ruth
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