Memorable little things:
Kitty Kallen hit the charts with "Little Things Mean a Lot" in 1954. I remember it very well.
Throughout life little things have always meant a lot. At times the smallest of items, actions or personal completions just make you smile all over.
The hand wave in my youth was something else. When a local policeman took time to wave, hey that was a thrill. Then there was the fireman! AND then at the top for most boys was an engineer from the old steam engine as it chugged by; then there was the trucker!
Then my first ‘experiment’ wrapping a copper wire around a little flash light bulb, holding the light to the + post of a battery and touching the bottom with the other end of the wire, the light lit up! WOW that was something to a 2nd grader.
There is a big construction job across from Mavrick’s house. He waves at the truck drivers. Now they hve stopped to shake his hand, the boss gave him an orange jacket and other stuff, that kid caught their hearts, I think he will remember that. I know Matt and Kiersten will, the house stays dusty and cars red from the dust. LOL
A few weeks ago son Mark left a gob of dirt and rust here. You could tell by the shape it was a little 3” truck. It sat on the shelf in the basement for a while. THEN it got to me, I had to see it. I wish I had taken a picture of the GOB!
I soaked it in soapy water, then in Mineral spirits. One could tell it was a combo of metal and plastic. I scrubbed and scraped it. I could tell the name, it is a Buddy L toy, I have never heard of it, but evidently well built.
Here it is taken apart.
In the center above is first the windows (faded green) just above is the rusted body. I had already cleaned the little vehicle.
Now the finished rehab. The finish is rough because it was most eaten by rust.
This little fellow is 4” long and about 1 ½ inches high. Fits in the palm of my hand.
Yep, sometimes it is the little things that tickle your funny bone.