Clotheslines This is funny & quite true. We are probably the last generation that will remember what a clothesline was. Great memories for some of us! Its the poem at the end thats the best. Remembering Moms Clothesline There is one thing thats left out. We had a long wooden pole (clothes pole) that was used to push the clotheslines up so that longer items (sheets/pants/etc.) didnt brush the ground and get dirty. I can hear my mother now. THE BASIC RULES FOR CLOTHESLINES: (If you dont even know what clotheslines are, better skip this.) 1. You had to hang the socks by the toes... NOT the top. 2. You hung pants by the BOTTOM/cuffs... NOT the waistbands. 3. You had to WASH the clothesline(s) before hanging any clothes - walk the entire length of each line with a damp cloth around the lines. 4. You had to hang the clothes in a certain order, and always hang whites with whites, and hang them first. 5. You NEVER hung a shirt by the shoulders - always by the tail! What would the neighbors think? 6. Wash day on a Monday! NEVER hang clothes on the weekend, or on Sunday, for Heavens sake! 7. Hang the sheets and towels on the OUTSIDE lines so you could hide your unmentionables in the middle (perverts & busybodies, yknow!) 8. It didnt matter if it was sub-zero weather... clothes would freeze-dry. 9. ALWAYS gather the clothes pins when taking down dry clothes! Pins left on the lines were tacky! 10. If you were efficient, you would line the clothes up so that each item did not need two clothes pins, but shared one of the clothes pins with the next washed item. 11. Clothes off of the line before dinner time, neatly folded in the clothes basket, and ready to be ironed. 12. IRONED? Well, thats a whole OTHER subject! And now a POEM... A clothesline was a news forecast, To neighbors passing by, There were no secrets you could keep, When clothes were hung to dry. It also was a friendly link, For neighbors always knew If company had stopped by to spend a night or two. For then youd see the fancy sheets, And towels upon the line; Youd see the company table cloths, With intricate designs. The line announced a babys birth, From folks who lived inside, As brand new infant clothes were hung, So carefully with pride! The ages of the children could, So readily be known By watching how the sizes changed, Youd know how much theyd grown! It also told when illness struck, As extra sheets were hung; Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe too, Haphazardly were strung. It also said, On vacation now, When lines hung limp and bare. It told, Were back! when full lines sagged, With not an inch to spare! New folks in town were scorned upon, If wash was dingy and gray, As neighbors carefully raised their brows, And looked the other way. But clotheslines now are of the past, for dryers make work much less. Now what goes on inside a home, is anybodys guess! I really miss that way of life, it was a friendly sign when neighbors knew each other best... by what hung on the line.
Posted on: Mon, 27 Jan 2014 05:31:20 +0000
Recently Viewed Topics
© 2015