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    Old 09-21-2011, 05:14 PM
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    I remember making molasses candy with my cousins and grandmother up in Maine. We couldn't wait for the first real snowfall. When it came, we ran outside with the big cast iron skillet and packed it with snow. Then we would drizzle designs on the snow and the candy would harden in those shapes. I still make the same candies to this day.
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    Old 09-21-2011, 05:28 PM
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    Durning the warm summerevenings it was great sport to catch "fire flies" in a jar.
    Only thing I could never understand is why once I had a few of them caught they would not light up the jar so I could have my own lantern.
    I always set them free and then they would glow as they took off.
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    Old 09-21-2011, 05:37 PM
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    Originally Posted by mrsponcho1
    We lived in the country and very seldom got to go to town. I can remember occasionaly when my Dad was with us, we would stop at the drugstore. We didn't get to go inside, but he would bring us a chocolate soldier. Boy, were they good. Anyone else remember them?
    I do remember them! We had a small grocery store in Big Cabin, OK that had the "pop" cooler outside. You had to slide the top to the left (and right if your favorite was on the other side). While others picked Coke, the chocolate soldiers chilled and formed ice crystals... slushy like a milkshake!
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    Old 09-21-2011, 09:18 PM
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    Originally Posted by Aubo
    One of my favorite memories is one of my cousins and I playing in her back yard. She had a dog, so there was a tie out back there hooked to the porch. My cousin and I had to only be about 6 and 4, respectively, and my little cousin only about 3. We would 'fish' off the porch, and use my little cousin as the fish. We'd make him run around the yard and throw this tie out at him as our line, and then we'd take turns running out and hooking it to his belt loop, and drap him across the yard and onto the porch. And once, we made him eat a worm since he was the fish. We told him he could never see grandma again if he didn't eat it, and he did!


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    Old 09-21-2011, 10:06 PM
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    I remember the first time I had a slurpee, the price was 10 cents and I thought "I can have a slurpee everyday for the rest of my life! How great is that!!!" a year ago I went to 7/11 and bought me and my neice a slurpee and it cost over $3! Inflation!!
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    Old 09-22-2011, 02:40 AM
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    We would put on talent shows for my mother and she would be so proud of us. There was four of us so splitting a dollar worked out perfectly. We were poor. My brother died at 39 so now there are three of us and one of the first thoughts I had at his funeral was how in the world we were going to split a dollar among the remaining three of us fairly. Random memories....random thoughts. ~Erika.
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    Old 09-22-2011, 03:47 AM
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    We used to come home and have hot soup and bread...YUMMY
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    Old 09-22-2011, 03:54 AM
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    I was raised in the city so when we went to N.Carolina (I was about 4) to visit my mother's parents' and siblings' farm I was amazed! Slopping hogs, outhouses (hated those), no phones, gathering eggs with my mother in the chicken coop, milking a cow. I thought all those things were made at the grocery store. And no neighbors. Lots of room to run!
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    Old 09-22-2011, 04:19 AM
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    My fondest memories... have to do with.. family.. food and gatherings. Everything made from scratch..nothing from a can nor a box....and with 40 plus people always there to eat. Thanksgiving the best and the most people gathered because we always had the out of town/state hunters also..I remember having 3 huge huge turkeys cooking, 12 to 15 pies and all the homemade fresh baked buns.. this was on my moms side.. after they got older...my dad took over..then came me after my dad passed on..and now my DDIL..can't wait till it is her turn..what a thing to pass on..I love it.
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    Old 09-22-2011, 04:50 AM
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    Do you remember the WKRP in Cincinnati show where the guy says "As God is my witness, I did not know turkeys could not fly", as he had dumped a bunch of live turkeys out of a helicopter for Thanksgiving?

    Same premise: As God is my witness, I did not know baby chicks could not swim like the baby ducks could. I put them in the little pool so they wouldn't be left out of the fun. Grandpa found them all, drown-ded!!!!!! He didn't holler, he just explained why chicks don't swim. Duhhh, no webbed feet!!!!!

    Same farm, same Grandpa and Grandma. Mama Ewe had a little black lamb - we named him Sammy. Fed the little critter, chased around with him. Time to come home from Waterloo, Wisconsin to St. Paul, Minnesota. Later that Fall, Grandpa and Grandma came to visit. We were all sitting around the table talking about school and fun and stuff. Grandma says "How do you like the supper?" "It's good, Grandma." "I'm glad you like it - it's Sammy!

    I turned 73 years old on Monday and to this day I cannot eat lamb! I was about 7! He was such a cute little black lamb!

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