Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Happy New Year All
I loved reading about all the old and new Christmas traditions. I have said to my friends for years that I would never trade the experience of growing up in a small town in the fifties no matter how much I railed against it when I was a kid and complained of small mindedness, ignorance, and espcially thinking there was nothing to do. While some of my city friends were no doubt doing pretty sophisticated things in high school, they'll never know the thrill of dragging Main on a Saturday night, or sitting and gossiping for hours at The Triangle. This New Year's find me with a hell of a cold and hacking cough. Outside we have wind chills of 0 to -4 degrees. My friend Bruce is on Interstate 95 driving back from Boston in incredibly treacherous conditions. In spite of the fact that I live just literally a stone's throw from the big Ball Drop, you can be sure I'm staying put. I'm going to nurse my cold, drink some hot tea, check in with Bruce periodically on the cell phone and watch the whole thing from my living room. The past year has been a wild ride for all of us and here's hoping that something promising and good is coming out of the pretty much mess we're in now. Grateful for family, and friends both old and new, and wishing all of you a Happy and Prosperous 2009.
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Hi Richert, I saw the crowds standing in the streets freezing to death and wondered if you were among them. What a view that must be from your apartment.
I can sympathize with you. I've had a cold since the day after Christmas and have been coughing so bad I thought I might have whooping cough. I've been using my mother's old remedy of layering on the Vick's. But it isn't working.
So Ron convinced me to try his grandmother's remedy of frying onions and putting them on my chest. Big mistake!!! I'm still coughing and everything in the house including me, smells like onions.
Hope you soon feel better and that Bruce has a safe trip.
Renee, I'd like to see a picture of you with onions on your chest! That's really funny! Where they like onion rings or sauteed? I think Ron was just hungry....ha, ha, ha!
Richert,
Hope Bruce has a safe trip home, also.
Do you remember, Fran and I always had to work every summer and on Saturday's in Dad's store and you would come every day and talk to us until Dad said that we could go home and we would either walk to the Rose Bowl and get a cherry coke
and chips, or if we didn't have any money, we would walk on home and play records and talk and get a
coke at home... Those were the good
old days.. We really never had any money, but we were always happy..
Hope y'all have a wonderful New Year.....
I do indeed remember that. And as you said those were certainly good old days. For the record my cold is a bit better but still have the cough. Bruce made it home safely after a 10 hour drive in snow and ice. The most amazing thing is that he found a parking place on New Years Eve right in front of his apartment! Renee the fried onions are hilarious. I don't know what I would have done if you had said they worked!
I do indeed remember that. And as you said those were certainly good old days. For the record my cold is a bit better but still have the cough. Bruce made it home safely after a 10 hour drive in snow and ice. The most amazing thing is that he found a parking place on New Years Eve right in front of his apartment! Renee the fried onions are hilarious. I don't know what I would have done if you had said they worked!
Renee,
The onion remedy is too funny. If I had tried that, I would have had to order out and have them delivered.
Richert, Glad your cold is a bit better and Bruce made his drive safely.
Bettye, I remember sitting around in the Rose Bowl but we had so little money...I never had a cherry coke. I had very little treats when we went to the show. If I did, it was popcorn or a coke,
but not both. But I think I went to the "picture show" every time a movie changed.
EJ, we must have been rich because I remember getting a cherry coke every time we went in there! Now that I think of it, I probably charged it!
Margaret,
Do you remember, as soon as I got home, I would call you, and we would meet each other and walk to the Rose Bowl to get our cherry coke and chips... Every Friday night, when we got dressed in our cheer leader outfits, we would walk and meet each other and walk on to the football field... We did have such good memories, even if we did have to walk everywhere we went...
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