Musings on an overcast day
Posted on Tuesday March 27, 2018 at 04:43AM
Some days I get a little discouraged because overall people seem sort of unhappy. Not all people, and certainly not all the time, but more often then not, and over things I don't understand. So, in interest of creating a little light, I thought I'd share with you some things that I love about growing up in small town Saskatchewan in the sixties and seventies.
1.I used to take a note to the grocery store and pick up things for mom, and cigarettes for dad and tell them, just put it on the bill please.
2. I used to curl, and my feet would freeze to numb and then I'd walk home unable to feel my feet. The boys could make the curling broom echo like a gun shot, something I found to be really, really impressive. Maybe some of the girls could too, but I don't remember that.
4. I once streaked into a school council meeting that for some reason was being held in the gym. It was an accident. Nobody told my mom until I did, even though she was a janitor at the same school. Maybe 10 years later, almost 30 years ago since I told her. You really cannot die of embarrassment.
5. The Duck Inn Cafe is the place I miss the most from my childhood. Regina made the best macaroni salad and the best chocolate pie. I spent a lot of time there. Fries and gravy were so good then, and I've never had it like that since.
6. When we used to go to the farm to visit Grandma Paxman, sometimes Geordie would drive us down the half-mile on the upturned hood of the car, pulled by a ski-doo. Otherwise we would walk, and I didn't mind. Pussy willows grew on the side of the half-mile, and I loved it out there.
5. My dad sang The Lion Sleeps Tonight, and did it really, really well. I still think of him when I hear it.
6. The Skyline used to be a happening place--I am sad it is closing. I think the first time I saw Downwind, they were playing there.
7. Our friends parents could tune us in, and did, if my mom wasn't around.
8. I stole raspberries once from Mr. & Mrs. Hortness on the corner. She caught me, and gave me a pail so I could keep them, and told me I could have whatever I wanted, just to knock on the door and ask, never to feel like I have to steal. I think about her still.
9. Before everyone had phones, to get a community message around, they used to pay us kids a couple of quarters to go door to door and knock on the doors of people who didn't get out much.
10. A lot of us used to sing together. We were pretty good too. Most of our families were musical. My mom had a great voice, and she always sang in the car.
Well, like Billy Joel used to sing, "the good old days weren't always good, and tomorrow's not as bad as it seems..."
It is easy to be nostalgic, but I love now too.
1. With the internet, I can sing and write with people from all over.
2. I am able to work from my home, and make a decent living.
3. I can get information on virtually any topic that interests me.
4. I have a much larger social network than I could ever keep in touch with without the internet.
5. I live in a small town, work with people from all over, and live, I think, the best possible of both worlds. Eggs delivered to my house, fresh honey, local greenhouse and local meat. It is a good life.
6. I was able to go back to school for my Masters beginning when I turned 50.
7. Phone bills are not what they used to be...and that's a really, really good thing.
8. The things I like to do are all accessible. That walking path is fine with snow shoes, and really lovely year around.
9. Lots of music around, all one has to do is join in.
10. We live in such an interesting time in terms of diverse populations.
Author: Solomon Matthewson Consulting
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