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   StormCnter  When I was in elementary school in a small Texas town, an older lady went from school to school giving weekly private lessons in "Expression". The lessons weren't part of the school curriculum, so parents paid for them. My mother loved the idea and gladly forked over the five dollars per week. The idea was that we learned a bit of lift to our speech. When I was in sixth grade, part of my school assignment was to read aloud to the first graders so the beleaguered and overworked first grade teacher could have a break. She told me she could always tell which kids had had Expression lessons. Was this unique to Texas? Unique to our little town? Has anyone else ever had Expression lessons?
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   Wrightwinger  I was talking to my Grandkids this evening about the old house where my grandparents lived. It was in the center of town, but they lived about the same as they did in the early years of the last century. There was a summer kitchen and a laundry room on one end of the old house. The laundry room was where she did laundry with an old wringer washer. Outside the door was a hand pump where she got the water for the machine. There were clothes lines stretching several directions where she hung her clothes. Below the house was a chicken house and yard, which was picked pretty clean most ov the time. We dug some great worms from there to fish with as a kid. Beside the chicken lot was a greenhouse dug into the ground with glass panes for a roof. My grandfather sold plants in the spring. Beside that was one garden area. He tended that even after he went blind, until he reached down and put his hand on a snake. Dad stretched strings for him to plant along. There wasn't much money and when the kitchen roof started to leak over the stove, they had no money for a new roof, and it solved the problem when my dad hung some gutter along where it leaked, and drained it into the kitchen sink. They did have an old bathroom with city water, and had the kitchen plumbed as well. I remember chickens sailing across the picket fence into the street, and one of the older men in town would catch it and put it back in the lot. They had a chamber pot upstairs for night time emergencies as it was a long way down the stairs and through the house to get to the bathroom. There was also a privy out back that was no longer in use. There were certain days for certain jobs. Laundry was an all day event. There was a daily trip to the chicken house to gather eggs, and scatter some chop for the birds. The yard was full of old, tart cherry trees. It was a neat place to grow up and visit. We were there almost every day as my dad was a barber in a part of my grandfathers garage, where he once worked on cars. My dad had divided it in half and used half for a pool room, in the rear, and a barber shop in the front. From there he could help his parents as they aged.
July 24 at 23:18 EST .

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   MeiDei  Thanks for sharing.
July 26 at 21:01 EST .

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   StormCnter  WrightWinger, your grandparents' house sounds very much like my Louisiana grandparents' house. Big, high-ceilinged rooms with a fireplace in several of them, one downstairs bathroom and chamberpots (we called them slopjars ) upstairs under the beds. On the screened back porch, there were pecans to crack and shell. Any visiting grandchild was assigned that duty. In the back of the house was a huge fig tree. We all loved the figs fresh from the tree, but my grandmother insisted on making fig preserves. My grandmother was a lovely, caring woman who always had many projects going at once. Unfortunately, the figs simmering on the stove might not be a priority. I was grown before I realized fig preserves aren't supposed to taste scorched. The only time my grandmother ever was angry with me was when my cousin and I (five year olds ) drowned one of the chickens just to see what might happen if we held it under water. My grandfather was a farmer and a rural mail carrier. Whereever he went, he did as much walking as possible, keeping watch for Indian relics. By the time of his death, he had hundreds of arrowheads, axes, the little fish spears, small pots. The collection was divided up among his six grandsons. Unfortunately, we granddaughters were passed over with that particular inheritance.
My Texas ranching grandparent lived a very different life in a very different world. Another tale for another day.
Sunday at 17:11 EST .

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   Rake King  I just love this wall, and the ever interesting stories poster relate. Anyone with a good story, come on in and put it in words for all to enjoy.
Monday at 10:57 EST .

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   Gerty  Ditto, Mr.RK.
Monday at 11:29 EST .

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   MeiDei  Well, it's another day and I'm up for another tale Storm.
Yesterday at 17:21 EST .

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   Balogreene  Several years ago, we went to my mom's favorite uncle's funeral. It was interesting, they were all surprised we made the trip from Northern VA to western Michigan, but, mom and Uncle Don loved each other so. Anyhow, I told mom, as long as we were in town we had to go visit her parent's aunt's and uncle's and grandparent's graves. They had a plot, my great-grandmother had bought 6 places and paid something like $150 for perpetual care.
I asked my mom, after we were in Michigan, if she remembered the name of the cemetery, so I could locate it on GPS. She said no, but if I could get to this address, she could get to the cemetery. There were two on that street, and family were buried in both. I found the house, and she told me it was her maternal grandparent's home.
I had heard stories like Mr. WW's about the house. It was definitely not that. I remembered sort of, being there as a six-year old, a wood-burning stove in the kitchen, smells of good food, a round dining-room table that could be expanded to hold 20. Now, it was dilapidated, needing paint, and looking like a slum.
But, mom got me to the cemetery, and then we found the graves. And mom turned around and said the third house on the left, that belonged to the other grandparents. That is how my grandparents met, they lived 5 blocks apart.
Yesterday at 21:22 EST .

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   MeiDei  A quick flash of Doris while singing - more nostalgia & eye candy for the guys & for the ladies who found her to be worthy of imitating.
Doris Day Photos - singing I Enjoy Being a Girl. Enjoy!
http://youtu.be/plUwmfOhxeE
July 7 at 23:23 EST .

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   Gram77  Absolute love this women and watch her movies whenever TCM runs one.
July 8 at 16:27 EST .

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   Rake King  I don't think anyone would have thought this blond band singer would become America's sweetheart.
July 8 at 17:06 EST .

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   MeiDei  Subject: The 1940's. ONE OF THE BEST (tiny bit of history )

There have seen many similar sites of the old days, but I think this is one of the best to bring up old memories. If you're younger than sixty, hit the delete button, because you wont understand. Otherwise: Enjoy.

It takes a few minutes to load but its really worth the wait if you haven’t seen it before....

http://dl.dropbox.com/u/14612034/1940%3BsBB/1940%3BsBB.swf
July 4 at 22:19 EST .

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   Gram77  Talk about nostalgia! My mother stood in many of those rationing lines. In my opinion those were good times.
July 5 at 09:42 EST .

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   MeiDei  A little girl used to be the first to open the milk bottle (with paper caps ) & use a spoon to scoop out the cream at the top - much to the consternation of her parents! :D So good!
July 6 at 09:38 EST .

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   Rake King  I grew up in a 4 family flat in St Louis during WW 2, and the four families pooled ration stamps. If one family needed shoes, they would use those coupons, etc. as I have said many times, no time in American history did we pull together like those days.
July 9 at 19:28 EST .

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   Safetydude  ..."a 4 family flat"...
Didn't know you were of British heritage, R K.
July 20 at 17:04 EST .

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   MeiDei  During the war Mother would save the bacon fat in a can to be brought to the butcher where it was weighed & coins were received. This fat (think about this ) was purified (I guess ) by the army and used by our soldiers to clean their guns & rifles. It was part of the war effort. If we did this now what do you think would be the outcry?
Yesterday at 23:14 EST .

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   MeiDei  The 50's - a little something for everyone! My first car was a 3 year old 57 Ford Fairlane 500. Enjoy!
http://youtu.be/jjj9VKKSV2g
June 27 at 14:32 EST .

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   Rake King  All enjoyable except for the kid with Polio and in an Iron Lung...devastating!,
June 28 at 04:18 EST .

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   Gram77  What memories. I was fresh out of high school the year of 1950. I thought I was really living in modern times. Now look at us.
June 28 at 09:08 EST .

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   MeiDei  I'm with you RK, a friend of mine had 7 children 5 died of polio. How do you cope with that? She did, so it's true - we're given only as much as we can bear. Do you remember Sister Kenny?
June 28 at 11:20 EST .

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   Rake King  Yes I do, and the March of Dimes was chasing polio in their beginning. After seeing this terrible disease, why would some parent refuse to give their children the vaccine? Only ignorance can explain why.
June 28 at 15:51 EST .

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   Balogreene  I'm late to this game. In college, one of my best friend's mother had gotten polio in 1956. Her aunt took her and her brother in for a time, until her mother came home, and was able to deal.
At her wedding, our senior year, she and her husband did the first dance, then her father came in to dance with her, her husband picked her mother up from her wheelchair and danced with her. Then husband and wife danced, while her father pushed her mother around the dance floor in her wheel chair. There was not a dry eye in the house.
July 4 at 18:42 EST .

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   Rake King  That's a beautiful story Balo. My bachelor uncle dated a woman who wore braces on both legs. Watching her struggle every day, make you thank God you were spared.
July 4 at 20:59 EST .

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   MeiDei  There was a fair held to benefit Sister Kenney. My father let me go with a dime & told me not to gamble. I went w/my older brother and he lost all his money; I changed my dime for 10 pennies & was lured to the gaming tables by the big prizes. Long story short: I paid my brother .25 cents to go home & get his Radio (? ) Flyer to load up my "winnings" to bring home. I had some very nice clocks, a big walking doll & a fancy one you put on the bed, a set of silver nut pickers, a set of crystal & silver coasters, a full set of Wearever pots & pans, a big stuffed animal & a dime to give back to my father. Moms who wear aprons use them to cover their smiles when little girls are exquisitely disobedient & strict fathers sometimes make exceptions. My first and nearly last big winning - I'm not a gambler. BTW over 65 years later we still have the pots & pans, the nut pickers and the coasters. The walking doll I gave to my younger cousin after her little sister was killed in an auto accident - the clocks were given as Christmas gifts, except for one (of two ) travel clock which is in my luggage.
July 6 at 10:00 EST .

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   Bettijo  The U.S. standard railroad gauge (distance between the rails ) is 4 feet, 8.5 inches. That's an exceedingly odd number. Why was that gauge used?

Because that's the way they built them in England, and English expatriates designed the U.S. railroads.

Why did the English build them like that?

Because the first rail lines were built by the same people who built the pre-railroad tramways, and that's the gauge they used.

Why did 'they' use that gauge then?

Because the people who built the tramways used the same jig and tools that they had used for building wagons, which used that wheel spacing.

Why did the wagons have that particular odd wheel spacing?

Well, if they tried to use any other spacing, the wagon wheels would break on some of the old, long distance roads in England, because that's the spacing of the wheel ruts.

So, who built those old rutted roads?

Imperial Rome built the first long distance roads in Europe (including England ) for their legions. Those roads have been used ever since. And the ruts in the roads?

Roman war chariots formed the initial ruts, which everyone else had to match for fear of destroying their wagon wheels.


Since the chariots were made for Imperial Rome, they were all alike in the matter of wheel spacing.

Therefore, the United States standard railroad gauge of 4 feet, 8.5 inches is derived from the original specifications for an Imperial Roman war chariot.

In other words, bureaucracies live forever. So the next time you are handed a specification, procedure, or process, and wonder, 'What horse's you-know-what came up with this?', you may be exactly right.

Imperial Roman army chariots were made just wide enough to accommodate the rear ends of two war horses.

Now, the twist to the story:

When you see a Space Shuttle sitting on its launch pad, you will notice that there are two big booster rockets attached to the sides of the main fuel tank. These are solid rocket boosters, or SRBs. The SRBs are made by Thiokol at their factory in Utah.

The engineers who designed the SRBs would have preferred to make them a bit larger, but the SRBs had to be shipped by train from the factory to the launch site. The railroad line from the factory happens to run through a tunnel in the mountains, and the SRBs had to fit through that tunnel. The tunnel is slightly wider than the railroad track, and the railroad track, as you now know, is about as wide as two horses' behinds.


So, a major Space Shuttle design feature of what is arguably the world's most advanced transportation system was determined over two thousand years ago by the width of a horse's you-know-what

And you thought being a horse's you-know-what wasn't important!


Now you know, horses' you-know-whats control almost everything...


Explains a whole lot of stuff, doesn't

   June 27 at 12:02 EST .



   MeiDei  Great post! : )
June 27 at 14:34 EST .

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   Wrightwinger  I miss Calvin and Hobbs...
   June 27 at 11:10 EST .

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   Rake King  I am very sad today, as my old bud from my Army days that we have corresponded with each other for 57 years, pass away. We were station in two posts in Germany (Baumholder and Mannheim ) 1955-1957.

His nickname was "Gold Tooth" because when we were going out on the town, he would polish his gold tooth with Brasso saying "that will catch the eyes of the fraulein's.
He returned home to teach in the St. Paul, MN system, and retired in the West until two years ago when he came back to his birth place.

Today I am very lonely. I am sure many young people would think I am lucky, but being the last standing of a group of wonderful men is not a happy time, knowing they have all gone to meet God. "A Band of Brothers", indeed.
   June 24 at 17:40 EST .

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   HopeandGlory  I'm so sorry for your loss RK . . . God be with you and "Gold Tooths" Family. . . . (((HUGS ) ) )
June 24 at 19:16 EST .

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   Gerty  Please, Mr.RakeKing--don't feel lonely. There are so many here on the Connection who have come to regard you as "friend".

Sad, yes. The lost of a comrade brings a unique sadness because it is based solely on choice. Even though I do not know Gold Tooth I mourn with you for your loss.
June 24 at 19:46 EST .

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   Rake King  Thank you both, and for Ken's family.
June 24 at 20:00 EST .

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   MeiDei  RK I'm sorry for the loss of your friend. May the peace that passes understanding comfort you, may your sorrow find new avenues of joy in the days ahead & may the void in your heart be filled with fond memories.
June 25 at 02:23 EST .

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   Gram77  Prayers for you and "Gold Tooth". It seems that you two had great times and it is very difficult to lose some one given all you shared together.
June 25 at 10:39 EST .

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   Wrightwinger  May the good Lord comfort both you and Ken's family and friends. Words often fail us at times like this... And there are no words that can mitigate the death of a old friend. Take time to remember the good things and times and shared experiences...grieve a bit...and know that you're in our prayers.
June 25 at 10:43 EST .

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   Rake King  Thank you all for your comforting words and wishes. All the memories I can remember have raced thru my mind, along with faces of young men who held the line of the "Cold War" in the last two days. I went and got my Army Picture box out and refreshed my memories of the guys, all glad to serve even though drafted...that alone was amazing about them.

It is time to move on and honor the next day with pleasant smiles for everyone, while inside still dealing with grief. "Farewell defenders who like thousands before them ...held line, until relieved.
June 25 at 13:52 EST .

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   Gerty  As a Summer project this year, I have decided to up-date our family tree. It is not as grandiose as some--I only go back to the time my grandparents arrived here from Italy in the very early 1900's. This was a fun project over nine years ago but now find I am amazed at the number of additions and changes that need my attention.

Additions as the result of marriages and births, and deletions caused by deaths do not present a problem, but some other changes do! How do I make note (or should I )of divorces? Worse still, how do I account for the birth of a family member whose mother or father is not married to the biological parent?

My first thought is to just keep tract of the DNA and leave the legality to the lawyers in the family. But I'm not sure.

Any ideas?
June 24 at 15:25 EST .

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   Rake King  Life is full of facts, and whitewash is very thin and requires many coats to hide its background.

Too many, and mine included, have omitted the more interesting members, like the horse thieves, bank robbers and politicians. Throw it out there Gerty and the "Chips Fall As They May".
June 24 at 17:49 EST .

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   Balogreene  Gerty, my very own grandfather did not have a father (hard to believe, but it is true ). He was born in 1900. His grandfather was listed as his father on his birth certificate. All we know is a nice Christian lady from Muskegon Michigan, went down to Illinois to a summer camp with "Christians" and "Jews". She got pregnant, and a marriage was nixed on both sides. Interestingly, she eventually married a Great Lakes ship's captain and had three more children. The girl died young, but the boys took care of my grandfather's family as long as they lived.
On daddy's side, three brothers came from France, they were Huegenots, and landed in SC. Two went north, and were never heard from again. His mother's family had divorces, or deaths or something, there are some weird branches in the family. But, you're right, it is often unexplained.
Daddy's family has a few people who have done research, they've been brutally honest (sort of ), but, the people they have talked about, were married once, lived into their 80's and had a ton of kids (Daddy's family started in this country no later than 1760 ).
We know my mormor's family (mother's mother ) came here in the 1890s. It's morfor's family (mother's father ) that appeared around the Civil War out of whole cloth.
If only people had not tried so hard to preserve their "morality".
June 24 at 20:35 EST .

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   MeiDei  For history lovers, a computer colorized video complete with soundtrack:
http://www.liveleak.com/ll_embed?f=d6d9d5385aee
Hope it works!
Politicians of old did not spend much time or money on hair/beards.
June 17 at 17:35 EST .

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   RedWhiteBlue  Beautifully done. The song is soulful. Thanks for posting this.
June 22 at 23:40 EST .

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