Enjoy

Lew
_________________________________________________
Those who grew up in small towns will laugh when they read this.

Those who didn't will be in disbelief and won't understand how true it
is.

1) You can name everyone you graduated with.

2) You know what FFA & 4-H means.

3) You went to parties at a pasture, barn, gravel pit, or in the
middle of a dirt road.
On Monday you could always tell who was at the party because of the
scratches
on their legs from running through the woods when the party was
busted. (See #6.)

4) You used to 'drag' Main over & over.

5) You whispered the 'F' word and your parents knew within the hour.

6) You scheduled parties around the schedules of different police
officers,
because you knew which ones would bust you and which ones wouldn't.

7) You could never buy cigarettes because all the store clerks knew
how old
you were (and if you were old enough, they'd tell your parents
anyhow.)
Besides, where would you get the money?

8) When you did find somebody old enough and brave enough to buy
cigarettes,
you still had to go out into the country and drive on back roads to
smoke them.

9) You knew which section of the ditch you would find the beer your
buyer dropped off.

10) It was cool to date somebody from the neighboring town.

11) The whole school went to the same party after graduation.

12) You didn't give directions by street names but rather by
references.
Turn by Nelson's house, go 2 blocks to Anderson 's, and it's four
houses left of the track field.

13) The golf course had only 9 holes.

14) You couldn't help but date a friend's ex-boyfriend/girlfriend.

15) Your car stayed filthy because of the dirt roads,
and you will never own a dark vehicle for this reason.

16) The town next to you was considered 'trashy' or 'snooty,' but was
actually just like your town.

17) You referred to anyone with a house newer then 1940 as the 'rich'
people.

18) The people in the 'big city' dressed funny, and then you picked up
the trend 2 years later.

19) Anyone you wanted could be found at the local gas station (Pink
Potty)
or the dairybar. (Land's Drive-In)

20) You saw at least one friend a week driving a tractor through town
or one of
your friends driving a grain truck to school occasionally.

21) The gym teacher suggested you haul hay for the summer to get
stronger.

22) Directions were given using THE stop light as a reference.

23) When you decided to walk somewhere for exercise, 5 people would
pull over and ask if you wanted a ride.

24) Your teachers called you by your older siblings' names.

25) Your teachers remembered when they taught your parents.

26) You could charge at any local store or write checks without any
ID.

27) There was no McDonalds.

28) The closest mall was over an hour away. (What was a mall?)

29) It was normal to see an old man riding through town on a riding
lawn mower.

30) You've pee'd in a cornfield or on a road that had no traffic.

31) Most people went by a nickname.

32) You could by a candy bar for nickel.

33) You could go to the movies for a dime.

34) Saturday movies all had a cereal.

35) Ice cream cones were a nickel two dips for a dime.

36) A car hop took your order at the local drive-in.

37) Few students owned cars.

38) Gasoline was 20 cents per gal.

39) No TV's & not every one had phones.

40) Drive-in theaters were gre at for lovers.

41) You laughed your butt off reading this because you know it is
true,
and you forward it to everyone who may have lived in a small town.

I would not have wanted to have been raised any other way!!!!

Tough times don't last... Tough people do...

42) You could buy cigarettes from a vending machine for a quarter.

42) You could buy penny candies at the corner store. Candy bars were a
nickel and the new fancy BIG candy bars were a dime.

43) You could buy three loaves of bread or three gallons of milk for a
dollar.

44) Fireworks were universally available to anybody of any age..

45) If you got into any kind of legal trouble, you went into the army. This
was considered punishment and character development.

"Lew Hodgett" wrote in message news:xsUPj.5985$Ux4.4134@trnddc07...
Enjoy

Lew
_________________________________________________
Those who grew up in small towns will laugh when they read this.

Those who didn't will be in disbelief and won't understand how true it is.

1) You can name everyone you graduated with.

snip

Or

42) When you have been sent to get some items at the local market and when you get
to the cashier, she tells you that your mother called and you also need to get a gallon of milk.

46) you could go to the gas station, put in a bucks worth and scoop the
loop all night.

47) nobody stopped at the stop sign at the
railroad tracks through town, not even the cop.
gotta love it

On Thu, 24 Apr 2008 04:59:09 GMT, "Lew Hodgett"
wrote:

I know you're just forwarding it so I'm not busting *your* chops...


34) Saturday movies all had a cereal.

I had to read it twice.

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wrote:

I know you're just forwarding it so I'm not busting *your* chops...


34) Saturday movies all had a cereal.

I had to read it twice.

--
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Grin

Lew

(Ross Hebeisen) wrote in
:

46) you could go to the gas station, put in a bucks worth and scoop
the loop all night.

47) nobody stopped at the stop sign at the
railroad tracks through town, not even the cop.
gotta love it


48) When your mother needed you for something, she just yelled out the
back door.

49) You'd predict the weather by looking at the cows just outside town.

"Lee Michaels" wrote:

42) You could buy cigarettes from a vending machine for a quarter.


"ROY!" wrote:

And the 2 pennies change were taped to the side of the pack.

Still remember a Saturday night, walking to a buddy's house from the
pool hall after it closed at midnight.

We stopped to have a smoke and while enjoying the "smoke", a squad car
pulled up to check us out.

As part of that interview the officers suggested we might want to
consider quitting smoking for a lot of reasons including cost.

One officer specifically commented about a $0.25/pack cost.

I quickly countered, "Oh no sir, I buy them for $1.95/carton, never
use a vending machine."

Talk about the perception of youth and invincibility.

Lew

"Lew Hodgett" wrote in message
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Lew
_________________________________________________
Those who grew up in small towns will laugh when they read this.

Those who didn't will be in disbelief and won't understand how true it is.


And the small convenience store used garage doors as the main entrance and
it was called the Ice House.

You bought your Ice from the Ice House and it started out as a solid block
of ice carried out side to be crushed and emptied into a paper bag.

The only grocery store had red stained wooden floors and they delivered.

The Chevrolet dealer was the gas station and had 5 new pick up trucks on
display across the highway.

You disposed of your own trash, you burned it or hauled it to the dump your
self.

Widow's or Widower's were known as Old Lady Smith or Old Man Smith.

Every one lived on or one block off the highway.

It was dark at night.

You dressed up to go to the grocery store.

The trip to the grocery store was a social event.

Repairmen had to come from several towns away.

15 minutes from home meant you were in another town.

There were no cross walks, street curbs, or street drains.

"Leon" wrote in
:

*snip*


There were no cross walks, street curbs, or street drains.


Except for down town, where they had curbs and maybe a cross walk on one
corner.

Puckdropper

On 24 Apr 2008 13:06:53 GMT, Puckdropper
puckdropper(at)yahoo(dot)com wrote:

"Leon" wrote in
:

There were no cross walks, street curbs, or street drains.

Except for down town, where they had curbs and maybe a cross walk on one
corner.

If you had curbs you weren't in a small town. And small towns don't
have "down towns." You either live in town or you go to town.


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on 4/24/2008 8:55 AM Leon said the following:
"Lew Hodgett" wrote in message
news:xsUPj.5985$Ux4.4134@trnddc07...

Enjoy

Lew
_________________________________________________
Those who grew up in small towns will laugh when they read this.

Those who didn't will be in disbelief and won't understand how true it is.



And the small convenience store used garage doors as the main entrance and
it was called the Ice House.

You bought your Ice from the Ice House and it started out as a solid block
of ice carried out side to be crushed and emptied into a paper bag.

The only grocery store had red stained wooden floors and they delivered.

The Chevrolet dealer was the gas station and had 5 new pick up trucks on
display across the highway.

You disposed of your own trash, you burned it or hauled it to the dump your
self.

Widow's or Widower's were known as Old Lady Smith or Old Man Smith.

Every one lived on or one block off the highway.

It was dark at night.

You dressed up to go to the grocery store.

The trip to the grocery store was a social event.

Repairmen had to come from several towns away.

15 minutes from home meant you were in another town.

There were no cross walks, street curbs, or street drains.

You would get change from a quarter when buying a burger and a coke.
Large Christmas toys were bought from the local Western Auto Store.
Smaller ones from the local Woolworths.
Kids earned money setting pins at the bowling alley. 10 cents per game,
per player.
Coke costs 5 cents per 10 ounce bottle plus 2 cents deposit.
Pepsi costs the same, but had 2 more ounces per bottle.

--

Bill
In Hamptonburgh, NY
To email, remove the double zeroes after @

"LRod" wrote

If you had curbs you weren't in a small town. And small towns don't
have "down towns." You either live in town or you go to town.

Case in point: even if you live in Snyder, TX, you are not _from_ "Snyder",
but _from_ "Scurry County" instead.

When greeting/welcoming a stranger, even the townies always say "Welcome to
Scurry County!".

I took that as a result of the decidedly rural nature of the area, where
many/preponderance of the folks indeed live on ranches.

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"Leon" wrote in message

Now that you old farts have had your reminiscing session, lets talk about
modern society.

A fist fight these days has every chance winding up with you getting shot.

Trying to initiate a fist fight these days has every chance winding up with
you getting shot.

Look at someone the wrong way and you wind up getting shot.

You can get robbed and have the crap beat out of you while thirty
pedestrians stand there and watch.

Look at another driver while motoring around realize that some road rage
Neanderthal is chasing you.

You're afraid to ask one of the local girls out because you might get
charged with harassment.

You ask one of the local girls out and her and brother and father beat the
crap out of you.

You ask one of the local girls out and she beats the crap out of you. It
isn't until you get out of the hospital that you realize how lucky you are
the relationship never happened.

You wake up one morning and find out that you're newly painted white washed
house has been targeted by graffiti artists.

Someone you eyeballed in the local supermarket followed you home and keyed
your car with swastikas.

The repairmen who come to fix things at your house won't come anymore
because their van keeps getting rifled.

Your home has been robbed three times so you buy a gun to protect yourself
and the cops come and arrest you for owning a gun. While you're downtown
getting book, someone breaks into your house and steals most everything of
value that you had.

Gotta stop now. My paranoia is running rampant.

"Leon" wrote in message
There were no cross walks, street curbs, or street drains.

The cross walks are death traps for anybody that attempts to cross, the
streets have potholes everywhere and the street drains overflow during every
rain storm.

Lew Hodgett wrote:
Enjoy

Lew
_________________________________________________
Those who grew up in small towns will laugh when they read this.

You only had one Wal-Mart. And the local pharmacy, grocery store,
general store, and photography studio all went out of business around
the same time.

The guys that work at Home Depot can still remember when there were
three family owned hardware/building supply stores.

The thirteen year old with a criminal record for bringing nail clippers
to school has a father who at age seventeen was caught speeding with
booze and pot in the car and was given a rap on the noggin by the local
deputy before being taken home to his parents as punishment.

Or Stanton Tx, Billboard proclaimed " The biggest Town in Martin County".
It was the only town in Martin County. Claimed to have 2000 friendly people
and 1 old grouch!






"Swingman" wrote in message
news

"LRod" wrote

If you had curbs you weren't in a small town. And small towns don't
have "down towns." You either live in town or you go to town.

Case in point: even if you live in Snyder, TX, you are not _from_
"Snyder",
but _from_ "Scurry County" instead.

When greeting/welcoming a stranger, even the townies always say "Welcome
to
Scurry County!".

I took that as a result of the decidedly rural nature of the area, where
many/preponderance of the folks indeed live on ranches.

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On Thu, 24 Apr 2008 14:13:21 +0000, LRod wrote:

Half this stuff was true even if you lived in a "not so small town",
depending on when you are talking about, and much of it was not true
even in a tiny town where "you are now entering" and "you are now
leaving" were on opposite sides of the same post.
The pricing in particular.

I grew up in a small town (not a village) about 15 miles and 2 towns
from the "city" in the fifties/sixties.

We had one stoplight, no movie theatre, and when we first moved there
one public school and one "district" high school. 4 grocery store, 2
hardware stores, 2 restaurants and one "variety" store. Within a
couple years a second elementary was built as the town grew.
IIRC there were 7 churches. 2 feed mills plus The farm supply Co-op)
and 4 gas stations

I remember the 5 cent "flip" pop, penny candy,7 cent Royal Crown,
nickel bags of chips, etc. EVERYBODT walked to school - or perhaps
biked (particularly the kids from just out of town)

The big difference between tiny towns, small towns, and the nearby
city was the cops.

Tiny towns were policed by the OPP (Ontario Provincial Police - the
"Provies) Small towns had a one or two man force. For a while our
cheif of police was the former dog catcher, and local bootlegger.

We always said a "small town" was one so small it had to import the
local drunk -( which ruled us out)

At the public school level you not only knew everyone who graduated
with you, but most of the rest of the kids as well by name (and who
their older siblings were)
Being a "district" highschool with kids bussed in from 30 miles or so
you didn't know EVERYONE in your year, but by graduation I knew better
than 80% of the kids in my year by name and what village/area they
came from (school of about 1000 kids at the time)

I grew up in a small town, and wouldn't have had it any other way.
** Posted from http://www.teranews.com **

On Thu, 24 Apr 2008 10:01:08 -0500, "Upscale"
wrote:


"Leon" wrote in message

Now that you old farts have had your reminiscing session, lets talk about
modern society.

A fist fight these days has every chance winding up with you getting shot.

Trying to initiate a fist fight these days has every chance winding up with
you getting shot.

Look at someone the wrong way and you wind up getting shot.

You can get robbed and have the crap beat out of you while thirty
pedestrians stand there and watch.

Look at another driver while motoring around realize that some road rage
Neanderthal is chasing you.

You're afraid to ask one of the local girls out because you might get
charged with harassment.

You ask one of the local girls out and her and brother and father beat the
crap out of you.

You ask one of the local girls out and she beats the crap out of you. It
isn't until you get out of the hospital that you realize how lucky you are
the relationship never happened.

You wake up one morning and find out that you're newly painted white washed
house has been targeted by graffiti artists.

Someone you eyeballed in the local supermarket followed you home and keyed
your car with swastikas.

The repairmen who come to fix things at your house won't come anymore
because their van keeps getting rifled.

Your home has been robbed three times so you buy a gun to protect yourself
and the cops come and arrest you for owning a gun. While you're downtown
getting book, someone breaks into your house and steals most everything of
value that you had.

Gotta stop now. My paranoia is running rampant.

Sounds more like the big city to me - like Young & Finch in "the big
smoke"
** Posted from http://www.teranews.com **

LRod wrote in
:

On 24 Apr 2008 13:06:53 GMT, Puckdropper
puckdropper(at)yahoo(dot)com wrote:

"Leon" wrote in
:

There were no cross walks, street curbs, or street drains.

Except for down town, where they had curbs and maybe a cross walk on
one corner.

If you had curbs you weren't in a small town. And small towns don't
have "down towns." You either live in town or you go to town.



You're not talking about town, then, you're talking about a row of
houses that are lucky to even have their own speed limit sign. A town's
got to have a place to get the odd nut or bolt, be it hardware store or
Joe's Service Station.

Of course, most of my experience with small towns comes from when gas
was $.899 a gallon, so cars were fairly well supported. The curb (or
more specifically, the 4" drop off of the sidewalk) was to keep cars
away from people.

Puckdropper
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To email me directly, send a message to puckdropper (at) fastmail.fm

"Puckdropper" wrote:

You're not talking about town, then, you're talking about a row of
houses that are lucky to even have their own speed limit sign.

AKA: "A wide place in the road", at least how my dad defined it.

A town's
got to have a place to get the odd nut or bolt, be it hardware store
or
Joe's Service Station.

That's a MetropolisG

Lew

"willshak" wrote in message
m...

You would get change from a quarter when buying a burger and a coke.
Large Christmas toys were bought from the local Western Auto Store.
Smaller ones from the local Woolworths.
Kids earned money setting pins at the bowling alley. 10 cents per game,
per player.
Coke costs 5 cents per 10 ounce bottle plus 2 cents deposit.
Pepsi costs the same, but had 2 more ounces per bottle.


OKOKOKOKOkokokk reread the subject. It's "small towns." You could do all
of the above in the big city. You are talking "the old days" not small
towns. LOL

On 24 Apr 2008 21:01:40 GMT, Puckdropper
puckdropper(at)yahoo(dot)com wrote:

LRod wrote in
:

On 24 Apr 2008 13:06:53 GMT, Puckdropper
puckdropper(at)yahoo(dot)com wrote:

"Leon" wrote in
:

There were no cross walks, street curbs, or street drains.

Except for down town, where they had curbs and maybe a cross walk on
one corner.

If you had curbs you weren't in a small town. And small towns don't
have "down towns." You either live in town or you go to town.



You're not talking about town, then, you're talking about a row of
houses that are lucky to even have their own speed limit sign. A town's
got to have a place to get the odd nut or bolt, be it hardware store or
Joe's Service Station.

We had a post office, a school, a library, a VFD, two groceries, a
feed mill, a diner, a garage, a Grange, a blacksmith shop, and maybe
two churches. You can preface every one of those establishments with
"small" but it would be redundant.

Most of those are gone, now. The post office was replaced with a
modern building in the '60s across the street, the school was phased
out and consolidated with others in the township, the library moved
next to one of the churches, the VFD is still there, the grocery
stores were replaced by a chain supermarket in the next town, the feed
mill is now a convenience store, the diner is still there, the garage
has come and gone so many times I'm not sure what's there now, the
Grange is gone, the blacksmith shop actually may have closed when I
was a kid, the churches are still churches, but they have bigger
parking lots now because of the businesses which are gone.

Of course, most of my experience with small towns comes from when gas
was $.899 a gallon, so cars were fairly well supported. The curb (or
more specifically, the 4" drop off of the sidewalk) was to keep cars
away from people.

No curbs. One flashing red light. The one sidewalk I remember was
incidental to the front of the PO and the two side-by-side grocery
stores--it existed nowhere else, and not at all, now.

That's a town. It's not a wide spot in the road. It's not a row of
houses (the "main" street had maybe two houses on it--all the other
houses were on side streets).

Current population from a questionable source is 4000. I would have
said 7-800 when I was growing up.


--
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On Thu, 24 Apr 2008 16:45:15 -0500, "Leon"
wrote:


"willshak" wrote in message
om...

You would get change from a quarter when buying a burger and a coke.
Large Christmas toys were bought from the local Western Auto Store.
Smaller ones from the local Woolworths.
Kids earned money setting pins at the bowling alley. 10 cents per game,
per player.
Coke costs 5 cents per 10 ounce bottle plus 2 cents deposit.
Pepsi costs the same, but had 2 more ounces per bottle.


OKOKOKOKOkokokk reread the subject. It's "small towns." You could do all
of the above in the big city. You are talking "the old days" not small
towns. LOL

I printed it out for my wife, who's from Garrison, ND..
She was laughing so hard she was crying... said "it's all true"..


mac

Please remove splinters before emailing

LRod wrote in
:

On 24 Apr 2008 21:01:40 GMT, Puckdropper
puckdropper(at)yahoo(dot)com wrote:


*snip*


Of course, most of my experience with small towns comes from when gas
was $.899 a gallon, so cars were fairly well supported. The curb (or
more specifically, the 4" drop off of the sidewalk) was to keep cars
away from people.

No curbs. One flashing red light. The one sidewalk I remember was
incidental to the front of the PO and the two side-by-side grocery
stores--it existed nowhere else, and not at all, now.

That's a town. It's not a wide spot in the road. It's not a row of
houses (the "main" street had maybe two houses on it--all the other
houses were on side streets).

Current population from a questionable source is 4000. I would have
said 7-800 when I was growing up.



One town I lived in had a population of around 750, but curbs on several
streets. They might have done that with their proximity to the court
house, but they had curbs. "Downtown" was a grocery store and "find it
yourself" hardware store, bait machine, boat sales, grain elevator, bank,
restaurant, and even a laundramat.

The next town over, had a population of around 1200, but no grocery
store.

Puckdropper
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"Lew Hodgett" wrote

Besides, where would you get the money?

42. You could pick up enough bottles on the side of the road on the way home
from school each day to buy a
moon pie and an orange pop.

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Puckdropper wrote:
LRod wrote in
:

On 24 Apr 2008 21:01:40 GMT, Puckdropper
puckdropper(at)yahoo(dot)com wrote:


*snip*

Of course, most of my experience with small towns comes from when gas
was $.899 a gallon, so cars were fairly well supported. The curb (or
more specifically, the 4" drop off of the sidewalk) was to keep cars
away from people.
No curbs. One flashing red light. The one sidewalk I remember was
incidental to the front of the PO and the two side-by-side grocery
stores--it existed nowhere else, and not at all, now.

That's a town. It's not a wide spot in the road. It's not a row of
houses (the "main" street had maybe two houses on it--all the other
houses were on side streets).

Current population from a questionable source is 4000. I would have
said 7-800 when I was growing up.



One town I lived in had a population of around 750, but curbs on several
streets. They might have done that with their proximity to the court
house, but they had curbs. "Downtown" was a grocery store and "find it
yourself" hardware store, bait machine, boat sales, grain elevator, bank,
restaurant, and even a laundramat.

The next town over, had a population of around 1200, but no grocery
store.

Puckdropper
Small town I grew up in had a curbed main street but no pavement. In its
hay day (1950's) it had a hotel, post office, hospital, doctors office,
drug store, barbershop/poolhall, 2 grocery stores, 2 hardwares/lumber
yards,2 cafes, blacksmiths, 2 garages,2 farm equipment sales, a high
school and a bank. It had a population of around 500. Mostly closed
down now except for a grocery store and a hotel. Population is still
the same.

Ralph wrote:
Puckdropper wrote:
LRod wrote in
:

On 24 Apr 2008 21:01:40 GMT, Puckdropper
puckdropper(at)yahoo(dot)com wrote:


*snip*

Of course, most of my experience with small towns comes from when
gas was $.899 a gallon, so cars were fairly well supported. The
curb (or more specifically, the 4" drop off of the sidewalk) was
to keep cars away from people.
No curbs. One flashing red light. The one sidewalk I remember was
incidental to the front of the PO and the two side-by-side grocery
stores--it existed nowhere else, and not at all, now.

That's a town. It's not a wide spot in the road. It's not a row of
houses (the "main" street had maybe two houses on it--all the
other
houses were on side streets).

Current population from a questionable source is 4000. I would
have
said 7-800 when I was growing up.



One town I lived in had a population of around 750, but curbs on
several streets. They might have done that with their proximity to
the court house, but they had curbs. "Downtown" was a grocery
store
and "find it yourself" hardware store, bait machine, boat sales,
grain elevator, bank, restaurant, and even a laundramat.

The next town over, had a population of around 1200, but no grocery
store.

Puckdropper
Small town I grew up in had a curbed main street but no pavement. In
its hay day (1950's) it had a hotel, post office, hospital, doctors
office, drug store, barbershop/poolhall, 2 grocery stores, 2
hardwares/lumber yards,2 cafes, blacksmiths, 2 garages,2 farm
equipment sales, a high school and a bank. It had a population of
around 500. Mostly closed down now except for a grocery store and a
hotel. Population is still the same.

Here's a couple of interesting "small towns" that aren't, quite.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/39383723@N00/880416789/
Note the curbs and sidewalks and the road. A few miles either way the
road peters out into gravel and there are no buildings, just the road
and the sidewalks. Town was built to serve a civil engineering and
then torn down when it was done.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/39383723@N00/880412505/
It looks like a mall. I understand that it's an architectural
experiment--one end is all apartments, there's shopping in the middle,
and police station, hospital, and school at the other end, so people
who live there and don't work in the mine don't have to go outside in
the winter. It eventually outgrew the planned building so there are
more apartment blocks and individual houses behind the part that you
see there. Build to house workers for an iron mine. Population is
about 2000.

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--John
to email, dial "usenet" and validate
(was jclarke at eye bee em dot net)

"Upscale" wrote
*snip*

- some things that are likely true, in some places, but depressing as hell -


Thanks for ****ing on the parade. I was enjoying the trip down memory lane.

Kate

"Kate" wrote in message
- some things that are likely true, in some places, but depressing as
hell -

By-product of living in a big city, it's almost always I hear or read about.

Thanks for ****ing on the parade. I was enjoying the trip down memory
lane.

Yeah, I regretted hitting the send button two seconds after it was done.

who slipped the terd into the punch bowl?

"Upscale" wrote in message
...

"Kate" wrote in message
- some things that are likely true, in some places, but depressing as
hell -

By-product of living in a big city, it's almost always I hear or read about.

Thanks for ****ing on the parade. I was enjoying the trip down memory
lane.

Yeah, I regretted hitting the send button two seconds after it was done.

---

I grew up in a small town, actually lived about 4 miles south of it.
Used to ride my horse, later my bike into town on the weekends.
Now, mind you it wasn't as small as SOME of the guys here described, but a
LOT of the the things written sure took me back.
One of my first jobs was as a car hop at the local A&W.

Of course, it's different now. Like most small California towns it too has
fallen to all of the city folks from Southern CA jacking up the property
values and trying to make the little town they liked when they moved there
into something like where they came from.

When my hubby decided to retire 4 years ago (he is 13 years older than I am)
we decided we would look for a place that was similar to the time when we
grew up.
We settled on a rural area in what they call 'Middle' Tennessee.
It's close... nothing will ever be like it was 'back in the day'

It's too bad that you have so much negativity surrounding your world. It
might be time for you to have a look around and decide if that's where you
really want to spend your life. There must be something better.

Sorry for jumping your case.

Chin up!

Kate

Kate took a can of maroon spray paint on April 26, 2008 11:38 am and wrote
the following:


"Upscale" wrote in message
...

"Kate" wrote in message
- some things that are likely true, in some places, but depressing as
hell -

By-product of living in a big city, it's almost always I hear or read
about.

Thanks for ****ing on the parade. I was enjoying the trip down memory
lane.

Yeah, I regretted hitting the send button two seconds after it was done.

---

I grew up in a small town, actually lived about 4 miles south of it.
Used to ride my horse, later my bike into town on the weekends.
Now, mind you it wasn't as small as SOME of the guys here described, but a
LOT of the the things written sure took me back.
One of my first jobs was as a car hop at the local A&W.

Of course, it's different now. Like most small California towns it too has
fallen to all of the city folks from Southern CA jacking up the property
values and trying to make the little town they liked when they moved there
into something like where they came from.

When my hubby decided to retire 4 years ago (he is 13 years older than I
am) we decided we would look for a place that was similar to the time when
we grew up.
We settled on a rural area in what they call 'Middle' Tennessee.
It's close... nothing will ever be like it was 'back in the day'

It's too bad that you have so much negativity surrounding your world. It
might be time for you to have a look around and decide if that's where you
really want to spend your life. There must be something better.

Sorry for jumping your case.

Chin up!

I live in the same city as Upscale, it is bad, but probably not as bad for
me as it is for him, he is in a wheelchair, with careful driving I can
avoid the potholes and such. He better stay between the lines or risk
getting run over by someone avoiding the potholes.

--
Lits Slut #9
Life would be so much easier if we could just look at the source code.

On Sat, 26 Apr 2008 10:38:30 -0500, "Kate" wrote:


I grew up in a small town, actually lived about 4 miles south of it.
Used to ride my horse, later my bike into town on the weekends.
Now, mind you it wasn't as small as SOME of the guys here described, but a
LOT of the the things written sure took me back.
One of my first jobs was as a car hop at the local A&W.

Of course, it's different now. Like most small California towns it too has
fallen to all of the city folks from Southern CA jacking up the property
values and trying to make the little town they liked when they moved there
into something like where they came from.

What town in Cali, Kate?


mac

Please remove splinters before emailing

"Kate" wrote

Used to ride my horse,

LOL, I posted the below circa five years ago in this forum:

start

Late 50's and early 60's ... During dove season, and when there was no
practice, I occasionally rode my buckskin mare, Nancy Hanks, to school
carrying my 20ga Remington Model 11 shotgun with a couple boxes of shells in
a shell vest. I tied the horse to the back fence with a halter and, because
the lockers weren't big enough, brought the gun and game bag to woodshop for
storage (OBWW).

Damn, how times have changed ...

/start

Just imagine if someone today overheard you mention that your hunting vest
was locked up in the car trunk at school. SWAT would lock the school down,
confiscate everything in your room at home, and detain every member of your
family, for starters.

--
www.e-woodshop.net
Last update: 3/27/08
KarlC@ (the obvious)

"mac davis" wrote

What town in Cali, Kate?


mac

---

Yreka!
In Siskiyou county.
Lived there till I was almost 18, then moved to Alaska for 6 years.

Why do you ask Mac?

K.

"Swingman" wrote
/start

Just imagine if someone today overheard you mention that your hunting vest
was locked up in the car trunk at school. SWAT would lock the school down,
confiscate everything in your room at home, and detain every member of your
family, for starters.

--


Funny out here I regularly see boys from about the age of 8 or 9 on up
riding their 4 wheelers out toward the river. A shotgun or a .22 strapped
on.
I like it. Out here, kids can still be kids and go varmint hunting and it's
perfectly OK. When I was a kid, it was my .22 or my bow. I one time shot the
neighbor's Rooster in the ass with a blunt, because he was waking us up at
the crack of dawn every morning. When I turned around my mom and dad were
laughing and clapping... "Great shot!" One of the proudest moments of my
childhood. The rooster never came back either!

Not that the area is perfect, we have our problems but it's a lot saner than
the California had become in the last 15 years.

I do miss it though and this thread really made me homesick.
I went this morning and read the hometown newspaper online, well, as much as
they let you for free.

Now, I suppose I'll have to plan a trip out there later in the year. I hate
getting homesick. It always feels funny to go back without my mom and dad
being there.

K.

"Kate" wrote

Now, I suppose I'll have to plan a trip out there later in the year. I
hate
getting homesick. It always feels funny to go back without my mom and dad
being there.

Know the feeling ... none of our family homes are still standing, most
falling prey to the widening of highways from two to four lanes. The
"pitcher show" is nothing but walls with no roof, downtown area is more
plywood than glass, and the football stadium is twice as big as the old
school building, amply illustrating where priorities reside in today's
culture.

"Progress" ... somehow always seems to end up contradicting its definition.

--
www.e-woodshop.net
Last update: 3/27/08
KarlC@ (the obvious)

"Kate" wrote in message

It's too bad that you have so much negativity surrounding your world. It
might be time for you to have a look around and decide if that's where you
really want to spend your life. There must be something better.

Unfortunately, unless the lotto smiles on me, it's unlikely ever to be. My
health problems keep me tied pretty closely to the city. Ideally, I'd like
to live in some nature preserve, but within 20 minutes travelling time of
the medical facilities I need to survive. Don't think there's too many
places like that around.

Sorry for jumping your case.

No problem, my cynical nature often expects the worst, but brightens my day
when it doesn't happen. Hell, it's pretty much the same with my woodworking.
I usually curse and swear my way through whatever I'm building, but I end up
pretty satisfied when it's finished and decide that it was all worth the
effort.

"Upscale" wrote in
Unfortunately, unless the lotto smiles on me, it's unlikely ever to be. My
health problems keep me tied pretty closely to the city. Ideally, I'd like
to live in some nature preserve, but within 20 minutes travelling time of
the medical facilities I need to survive. Don't think there's too many
places like that around.


-- Umm.... you might consider looking at Tennessee!
We have some spetacular medical facilities, and within 20 minuts of many of
them, you can get a pretty nice place with some acreage.

Sorry for jumping your case.

No problem, my cynical nature often expects the worst, but brightens my day
when it doesn't happen. Hell, it's pretty much the same with my woodworking.
I usually curse and swear my way through whatever I'm building, but I end up
pretty satisfied when it's finished and decide that it was all worth the
effort.

-- I think I understand a little better now. I'm an old Irish gal that has a
bit of a vocabulary m'salf ;¬D