Miz Mick's Place: February 2007

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

adventure

After seeing Miss (or Mrs Cameron-I was about 5 years old) Buddie and I decided to run away. I guess dad must have whipped him for something. We seemed to stay in trouble a lot. Well, we had to make plans. I forgot to mention that, if Buddie lied, I swore to it! We were always good friends, especially when we were young.
Any way to get back to where I was.

Buddie knew of a cave close to the creek where we could live and be happy.
NO MORE PROBLEMS WITH GROWN- UPS! We got busy and swiped food from the kitchen,-(what little there was)and stacked our clothes all in a little wagon. Now we were ready to go. The thought never crossed our minds about how little the wagon was or how little we had in it.
Next Buddie said the cave was to small for both of us so we had to dig it out more so we went to the cave and dug with our hands,-it was only sand but hard packed.

We put all our stuff in it and crawled in. After a while Buddie started talking about building a raft so we could go on down the river.(or creek whichever it was) But we would put it off until tomorrow.
So we went home to sleep. What about, 'all good plans of mice and men?'

Ours came to an end 'cause some one told on us and mom had a talk with us. She explained that we might get in the cave and the walls could fall in on us and smother us. We listened and never went back our first adventure place! But we were just getting started.

I'll go now and rest my two fingers; only one on each hand but i'm getting pretty fast! So i'll see you at miz micks place .
See ya'...

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

A LITTLE BIT OF HISTORY

AS HARD AS IT IS TO START, I HAVE TO DO IT. MY OLDEST BROTHER WILL BE 81 IN NOVEMBER AND I AM 79 THIS YEAR. THE SISTER JUST YOUNGER THAN I AM will be 77 in October.

WHEN THEY (MY BROTHER AND SISTER) WERE VERY YOUNG, BOTH HAD WHITE HAIR. MY HAIR WAS A BROWN SO, OF COURSE, I HATED IT. THEIR HAIR WAS A LITTLE CURLY AND MINE WAS STRAIGHT AS A STRING.

NOW WE HAD A LITTLE SISTER THAT WAS A REDHEAD,- WELL MORE OF A CARROT COLOR,- SO OF COURSE WE TEASED HER AND, OF COURSE, IT PAID OFF. SHE CRIED, YELLED, STOMPED HER FEET AND RAN TO DAD. WE WERE IN TROUBLE AGAIN!

JOAN WAS SPOILED ROTTEN, BUT WE NEVER RESENTED HER WHICH WAS ODD, BECAUSE WE HAD TO LET HER WIN IN GAMES. AFTER A FEW YEARS SHE WON ANYWAY, MOSTLY OVER ME.
SHE DIED IN HER 50'S. THAT SEEMS SO YOUNG TO ME NOW. I GUESS YOU NEVER GET USED TO DEATH, ESPECIALLY IN YOUR IMMEDIATE FAMILY.

NOW FOR THE YOUNGEST OF THE FAMILY. OUR LITTLE BROTHER WAS NAMED AFTER OUR WELFARE WORKER, MOTHER SAID, BECAUSE SHE WAS SO VERY KIND AND GOOD TO US; SO HE WAS JAMES CAMERON. HIS FIRST NAME WAS AFTER DAD, OF COURSE.

HE WAS ABOUT 3 YEARS OLD WHEN WE LIVED BY A PARK. MOM MADE FLOWERS FOR THE OLDEST OF US TO SELL . MAYBE THE MATERIAL COST MORE THAN THE FLOWERS WERE WORTH SO THAT DIDN'T LAST LONG, THANK THE LORD. I HAVE TO ADMIT THAT I WAS EMBARRASSED .
JAMES WAS A LITTLE THING THEN AND CUTE AS A BUTTON. ONE DAY WE WERE HAPPY WITH NOTHING TO DO BUT GO TO THE PARK, AND JAMES STARTED SINGING "GIVE ME BACK MY GREEN BACK DOLLAR." PEOPLE STARTED GIVING HIM MONEY, 'CAUSE HE WAS SO LITTLE AND SANG WELL, YOU KNOW, GOOD TONE, ETC. WELL WE WERE SO TICKLED THAT WE RAN HOME AND SHOWED MOM AND DAD THE MONEY!

THAT WAS MY FAMILY GROWING UP, BUT THAT'S NOT ALL THAT HAPPENED TO US, NOT BY ANY MEANS. I'M TIRED SO I'LL LOOK FOR YOU AT MIZ MICKS PLACE.

see ya...

Sunday, February 11, 2007

i'm dropping you a line

I finally made it to the blog again. This is to let everyone know that I now have a monitor again. The man at the store said mine just died. See for yourself!

This one is really big and I may trade it for a smaller one.