Being in the city now for a couple years, dad & mom had adapted.We had two quarts of milk delivered a couple times a week. Instead of the gallon jug of cow’s milk.
The front porch of the house had a slight slope to make sure the rain water that blew up on it would run off. One freezing morning after a blowing rain, dad put on his house coat and stepped out bare footed to get the milk, he kept on going, slid off the porch taking the milk with him. He was embarrassed more than anything, the milk did not break and he was not hurt (except his pride).
Burlington I got my OWN first bike, a 20” Indian make, used of course, but it was MINE!
Back then in our church, Movies were a sin, but when I could get the 9¢ to get in I found a way to sneak off (I was always ready to risk a small sin). Once I had the privilege, as I have said here, to meet Roy Rogers and ride Trigger around the stage. (Got into a little trouble for that)
The young marrieds, Dick and Kat came to visit and we all went fishing. Dick caught an eel, I thought it was a big snake, so I saw my first eel.
A wayfaring man named Dougan stopped a couple times. He sold needles, safety pins etc.
The most exciting time in my young life happened there, the WAR ENDED. I knew it was my mama’s prayers that done it, she was one faithful mama praying for the war to end and our BOYS to come home. Such celebration. Horns, bells, yells, laughter and tears. My brother Jr. was home on leave from the USN and rode his motor cycle around unrolling toilet paper, and blowing the little horn.
Hattie, a nurse, a friend of mama’s, lived near by and visited our home. I heard she had a bag she used instead of going to the bathroom,wow. I found out later she had a Colostomy, that was way back in the mid 40’s.
I had a runny nose, my Sister-in-law Ruth was visiting, I needed a Kleenex. I saw a blue box in the closet and grabbed something out of it. Weirdest Kleenex I had ever seen. I was trying to tear it apart to blow my nose when Ruth saw me.
“Jackie, what do you need?”
“Something to blow my nose on.” She took the one I had, and got me a handkerchief. I learned later I had Kotex. Yeah, I know----- pretty dumb.
(The boxes do look a little a like to a 6 year old anyway!)
Lots more happened in Burlington of course, but I do not want to bore you to death.
Sometimes boys learn and do not know they are embarrassed!
We moved in about 1949
1949 Kurtis Bonneville Racer (Courtesy of ‘Roses are Read’)