That picture of the old house I was tagged in reminded me of the old house we lived in when I started to school. It wasnt quite as bad but almost. it didnt look like it had ever been painted had holes in the walls and cold in the winter. Momma had several flat irons that u heat to iron clothes. She would heat them up and wrap them and put at the foot of the bed to keep our feet warm. We had a pet squirrel it stayed in the attic and when we would go out in the yard to play it would come out and play with us. I will never forget that squirrel, we were poor but we didnt know it because everyone was. The worst part about this story is Momma bought some new kitchen chairs I think they were the only new chairs she ever had we had to go to the train depot over by Perkins and pick them up, She was so proud of them and I had a pocket knife and I carved my name on the back of one of them and she saw it and I ran and jumped in bed but that didnt help I sure got a whipping, not a spanking, a whipping. Later I looked back on this and I didnt blame her because I needed it. Back then you could buy quite a bit of candy for a penny but I didnt have a penny. The good old days.
Posted on: Tue, 06 Jan 2015 16:21:11 +0000
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