Jun. 16, 2011 11:08 pm
Updated: Jun. 18, 2011 2:52 pm
Such a lifetime ago, it would seem... Wonder if I can make a little sense of the changes during my life...
Grandpa's house had a hand pump in the kitchen for water from the well. In the winter, you melted snow on the grate from the wood burning furnace (the only vent in the old farmhouse, by the way) since the pipes to the well would freeze - AND the well?
When we got a SECOND black and white tv, we were fortunate... despite the older one looking like what the Ricardo's would watch! (for you young uns, I refer to "I Love Lucy... find it archived somewhere!)
Our parents owned one car, which was most likely at work with dad... Mom had to shop on his days off!
All meals were cooked ON THE STOVE, as there were no toaster ovens, microwaves or such!
Soda pop came only in returnable bottles... with a 2cent deposit (or was it a nickel?)
I drank Radar's favorite soda... grape NeHi... but liked the cream soda best!
There were no cell phones... the only phone in our 4 bedroom house was in the kitchen - we were on a PARTY LINE! and the cord on the phone was all of about 2 feet long!
I remember the first time I ever ate GROUND BEEF, and I remember mom hand cranking a cast iron meat grinder, to make her own after that!
Coffee was brewed on the stove top, unless you were "wealthy" and had AN ELECTRIC PERCULATOR. At some point, "instant" came along, but still had to boil water on the stove top!
In Britain, mid 60's to early 70's,
I remember visiting Aunt Flo who still lived in the house my mom's family lived in before, and during WW2. Outside toilet (WITH plumbing) running cold water in the kitchen, coal in the fire for heat in the "living" room. Only two bedrooms, matchbox sized,
for 7 children and their parents. Original gas lights on the staircase wall, which had at some time been converted to the "newer, and better, ELECTRICITY" running the wires through the gas pipes...
One of my teachers had a car that had to be "cranked" to start it... I'm talking in the late 1960's here folks... and DEAD serious! The car had no battery! I believe it was a "Morris 1000."
Singing in the choir at school, which I believe helped me appreciate music.
I remember being in AWE that my girlfriend's parents had a microwave (early 70's now...)
Cell phones were introduced, and were as big as a brick!
Drip coffee makers became available for the home, no longer just the restaurants. Mrs. Olsen became spokesperson for "Folger's Coffee... TM"
Gasoline was less than $1 per gallon, and when the gas shortage hit us here in the US, you'd have to line up in the street a block away just to top off your tank (if you didn't run out while waiting!)
My family bought the first Color TV.
A computer filled an entire room... not just a table! Homes didn't HAVE computers...
I remember when great times involved family and friends... potlucks, reunions, or Sunday visits. I remember when "family" could be my worst nightmare, during the dreaded DIVORCE.
When I married, and much later, when I divorced... Though we remained "best" friends, I remember when Sally succombed to cancer...
Becoming a hairstylist at the ripe old age of 30, and the MANY, MANY lives I've "touched" since then. Many only in passing, but some who over 20 years became more like family, than "clients." Those days are behind me now, also... but oh so fondly remembered!
Most of all, I remember a very fortunate lifetime, travelling across the Atlantic 14 times... once even on the Queen Elizabeth (not a typo, QE-2 didn't exist then!)
I remember sooo many friends who have come and gone... Some whom I simply lost touch with... and sadly all too many who have moved on, to wherever that is... How can that be? I'm only 54!
I remember joining the AllRecipes website, and developing a passion for cooking... "Meeting" some of you, and being thankful that you're in my life now... Starting my blog, and enjoying these times when I sit at my computer (what? I HAVE ONE?) and babbling
on about any and all - mostly food tho' I would hope!
I remember the GOOD times of the past decades... and I'm thankful that the "not so good times" only surface occasionally... I call myself "crazy," but I really should call myself FORTUNATE to have done the things I've done, and known the wonderful people I
know and have known!
Be HAPPY all, the rest should just follow and unfold... Despite the trying times, there's always the scent of a flower on the air, a bird to sing for you, a sky painted beyond description... There will ALWAYS be beauty if you take time to look... and while
you do... REMEMBER WHEN!