This and That

I'm afraid I'm not good at the moment with categories.  Life as I know it has becomes rather demanding and commenting or remembering under subject headings has slowed down my contributions.  Bear with me if I just ramble.

The word was Toidy.  Jody, how about Lorne Karl?  I can still smell the fumes and see the glare and hear the snoring.  Do you remember bleached jeans and clove necklaces?  How about Rosedale Cleaners and Alpaca Sweaters?

I could add volumes to the true confessions and probably the reason the Safeway closed and the Drug Store moved had to do with losses on Shrimp in a can, scented (forest) candles, super balls that bounced real high and double bubble and beemans gum.

I remember mowing the lawn with a push mower and I was sure the front yard was an acre.    When I saw it a few years ago, I was surprised I had room to go up and back and still turn the mower around inside the white picket fence.

I remember the gas fireplaces in the living room and the honeycomb kind of ceramic that the flames were in kind of like a window in the Kirtland temple.  One day Jody and I had come back from a cub outing on a cold winter day and were warming ourselves by the gas fireplace when we talked with dad about the latest war (either Korea or Vietnam) in the states and the draft.  It was unsettling thinking we may be called up when we got old enough if Canada got involved.

How about one particular night lying in bed in the room that was next to my little cabin room and listening to sirens out in the street wondering if we were being bombed.   I also remember knowing that mom and dad were asleep upstairs and had a horrific thought that some day when I grew up I would be alone in my own house at night.  I couldn't grasp how mom and dad could sleep without their parents there.

One morning in the winter after we had been out skating in the backyard, dad made us smelts in the frying pan.  We ate them up and asked for more.  It was a good contrast to the cold outside.  I use smelts for ice fishing bait and have never had the urge to partake again.


Well that's random enough for now.

Lan

except heres a picture from our backyard that may be a Smith memory for another generation of smith's.  Double click on the picture to view it larger.