Favorite Childhood Memory

[DianaB]

Oh Gayle......How funny!!

One Halloween after Glen and I had gone to bed we had three people in costumes come to our house. First of all they just beat on the sides of the house......then when we let them in all they would do is laugh......a spooky, witchy laugh......or say nothing at all. We couldn't figure out who they were and eventually they finally left. We did take some pictures of them and later found out that it was two of Glen's aunts and his little brother!! What happened was .......Glen's uncle's birthday is on Halloween and they went out for his birthday and decided to stop by our house on the way back to town!! They sure had us puzzled!!

I don't remember ever having anyone get seriously hurt from something I did......except for a good spanking!! I was always into things that I shouldn't have been!!! My Mom had her hands full with me.......sometimes I think that she still sits back and shakes her head at me!!

One time when I was probably 5th or 6th grade I was at a neighbor's house and he was pounding on a 22 shell!! I stood up on the porch.....which was about 6 inches taller than the driveway!!! He did finally get it to go off! It's a wonder that neither one of us was hurt!! Oh the things that my parents never knew and my kids will never know!!!

[gja1000]

LOL Diana, those Halloween costumed relatives are pretty funny! I bet you really were puzzled! When my sister in law pulled the gorilla costume on us, it was in the spring, not anywhere near Halloween, so we were just bumfuzzled!

When I was living with my grandparents we had one of those old time phones with the crank. Our "ring" was one long ring, two short rings and then one long ring. When you turned the crank, everyone on the party line could hear the phone ring and you had to listen for your "ring". My aunt's "ring" was one short ring, two long rings, and one short ring. I don't know how many were on our party line, maybe 10 homes, I'm not sure. Anyway, when I was about 4, and everyone was out of the house doing chores, I would get on the phone and crank away, which of course caused A LOT of ringing in everyone's house on the party line. One time a man got on the phone when I was ring ring ringing and told me if I didn't get off the phone he was going to come cut my ear off. Let me tell you, that was the last time I played with the phone. That scared me to death!!!

[DianaB]

So funny, Gayle!!!

We used to have an old lady who lived across the street from us and she had a fence around her yard and garden. If our ball went into her yard we had to knock on the door and ask permission to get it. Well.....her strawberry patch was close to the fence and some of the boys reached their arms through the fence and was picking her strawberries and eating them.......she yelled at us that she was going to call the police. She didn't but it was a threat that she often used. We never did know her very well......she was a grumpy old woman!!!

My first bicyle was a full sized bicycle with training wheels that I got for Christmas. Riding it in the house was impossible so it was put in the garage. The next summer my Dad said that if I wasn't going to ride it then he was going to get rid of it. I told him that if he would take the training wheels off of it then I would. I hated the bumping back and forth that it did with the training wheels on it. So I took it out in the front yard because we lived on a gravel road and tried and tried and tried to ride the bike. I can remember falling and falling which wasn't easy with a full sized bike......but I did learn to ride it!!

When I got a few years older......I came home from school one day and there was a nice new bicyle in the front yard. My Mom used to ride bicycles with a friend for exercise so I assumed that it was the friend's bicycle. It ended up that it was for me!! It was the first bicyle that I saw that had the narrower tires. Dad called it an English Racer!! I was so excited!! My Dad was always a softie for me!!!

[Janet]

Isn't it fun thinking back on these old memories? I'm enjoying reading all of yours. When I was young, so young in fact that my younger brother and I slept on the same army cot, we camped in a 9x9 tent. It was my mom and dad and Brad and I. We always went to this place called Sandy Beach and that is were we learned how to swim. I think we were there just about every weekend for quite a few years. We then got a larger 9x12 tent and then we got a 13 foot camper. We really had more room in the tent...lol. There was always another family that we knew that would go camp with us and that's how we spent our vacations too. Then Mom and Dad joined a campers club and we made so many new friends that have lasted till this day. When Mom passed there were only about 5 members left and most of them were women who had their sons or sons-in-law pull their campers for them. I have a lot of great memories from those years including meeting Cassius Clay (Muhammed Ali).

[gja1000]

OK Janet, you are going to have to tell us about meeting Mohamad Ali!!!!!

[DianaB]

I agree.....do tell!!!

I can remember going camping at the lake. My Mom and Dad were in the tent and my brother and I had a mattress in the back of Dad's company station wagon. In the middle of the night a storm came up and Mom and Dad got in with us. My Mom had just gotten contact lenses and told Dad that they were in the tent......so he ran back out in the rain to get them......then she remembered something else......so Dad ran back and got it too. Then Dad remembered that his wallet was in the tent too but he decided to just leave it. The tent collapsed in the wind and we all spent the night in the car. The next morning there was Dad's money all over the ground and things scattered all over.....plus other people's stuff floating by in the lake. We found out later that there had been a tornado not too far from us. Glen remembers when the tornado hit because it damaged his Aunt's house that was at the lake. It's funny that we both have different memories of the same thing!!

[Janet]

I don't remember too much as I was really young. We always camped at Sandy Beach and it is on Lake Freeman. It's not a big lake where celebrities would come to so it was a shock that one was there. He was known as Cassius Clay then. We were up there for the week on vacation and playing around the boat docks scooping minnows for fishing when a boat pulled up to fuel. The attendant told us to stand back for a few minutes until the boat got tied.

Cassius Clay got out of the boat along with a couple of other people and greeted us kids, there was me, my brother Brad, Jim and Johnny Sanders and their little sister and another kid that I don't remember their names. We all got his autograph, but I didn't know who the heck he was...lol. I mean, come on...I was a girl and I didn't watch boxing. I don't know what ever happened to the autograph or if my brother still has his packed away somewhere. See, it wasn't exciting, but just a part of my growing up.