The Good Old Days!?
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I love Daddy stories.
Your Daddy called you Lynnie, right? Am I remembering this correctly?
That's right, he did.
Most of the people I work with call me that too. But I have no idea why they started it. 
While she was pregnant with me, my mother was working at the infamous mental hospital in Chattahoochee (so bad they made a movie out of it starring Gary Sinese); she was just in the pathology lab, away from the evil stuff, but I wonder if some of it didn't "get on her" a little bit).
Anyway, during those months, on her doc's advice not to gain too much weight, she lived mainly on black coffee with saccharine, and lettuce with lemon juice. Pretty far along, her boss made them watch Hitchcock's Psycho, and it scared her so badly she fainted and fell off her stool.
I remember standing on the car seat beside my Daddy too: the insides of cars seemed as big as houses. Most summers I had black feet all summer long from going barefoot 24/7--that ground-in dirt would not ever wash all the way off. I think we had EXTRA sugar in our Koolaid, and we ate lots of fried chicken, fried green tomatoes, fried okra, fried squash fritters....
Despite all these childhood horrors, I think I turned out sort of okay, but that whole Psycho bit worries me sometimes. MWAAAAAHHHHAHAHAHAHA
Anyway, during those months, on her doc's advice not to gain too much weight, she lived mainly on black coffee with saccharine, and lettuce with lemon juice. Pretty far along, her boss made them watch Hitchcock's Psycho, and it scared her so badly she fainted and fell off her stool.
I remember standing on the car seat beside my Daddy too: the insides of cars seemed as big as houses. Most summers I had black feet all summer long from going barefoot 24/7--that ground-in dirt would not ever wash all the way off. I think we had EXTRA sugar in our Koolaid, and we ate lots of fried chicken, fried green tomatoes, fried okra, fried squash fritters....
Despite all these childhood horrors, I think I turned out sort of okay, but that whole Psycho bit worries me sometimes. MWAAAAAHHHHAHAHAHAHA
We would leave the house at sunup and play baseball, football or basketball all day and go to a different house every lunch time and not come home until the streetlights came on. None of us ever got picked up from by strangers or anything like that. I am sure those thi ngs happened back then but you never heard of it.
The doctor told Mama Scooterbug she was probably doing me more harm stressing about quitting smoking than by smoking one a day until she could quit completely.
Seatbelts are a good invention and have saved me a couple times, but I agree wholeheartedly with the rest of it!
Noone could get to us w/o dealing w/ a gang of other kids or a large dog, so kidnapping was a non-issue (even if the would-be kidnapper found us in the middle of all the cornfields).
Cell phones were completely unnecessary. Grandma Scooterbug had a chuckwagon triangle to summon us from outdoors and sleigh bells from indoors for meals. Any other messages or items (including beer) were delivered via kid express.
Seatbelts are a good invention and have saved me a couple times, but I agree wholeheartedly with the rest of it!
Noone could get to us w/o dealing w/ a gang of other kids or a large dog, so kidnapping was a non-issue (even if the would-be kidnapper found us in the middle of all the cornfields).
Cell phones were completely unnecessary. Grandma Scooterbug had a chuckwagon triangle to summon us from outdoors and sleigh bells from indoors for meals. Any other messages or items (including beer) were delivered via kid express.
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Ran behind the truck spraying DDT in the summer. Ate ice chips off the wooden bed of the ice truck. Smoked grapevine and rolled up cornsilk for play cigarettes. Suffered a Tonie home permanent every year before school started back. Thought the box with 16 Crayola crayons was the greatest thing.
