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Boy It sure muist have been nice having all that cereal etc, watching tv. Tom only 3 cows to milk, you ought to try feeding and cleaning the barn out after about 40 cows as this was one of my chore when I was about 4 o 6 years old , my father and uncle milked that many by hand twice a day, no electricity. Tv didn’t know there was such a thing until about 1949, got to see my 1st one about 1955. We did have a battery powered radio that was turned on late pm sometimes, music ,well crank up the old box and put on a disc or I should say a record, one that I remember is an old fiddle tune ( The old hen cackeled and the Rooster crowed).
Aubrey G Cole
Aubrey, if you aren’t careful you’re going to tell your age ! Speaking of a hen and rooster, and I have heard that song, if a girl or woman started to whistle the old folks would say: ” a whistling woman and a crowing hen would come to no good end.” You know what, I have never been able to whistle but my wife and three daughters make up for it. I don’t know why I can’t whistle but when I was a little boy playing in the yard I had one of those bow and arrow sets with rubber suction cups on the arrows. I fired one into a maple tree and since I was very close on the object the arrow bounced back with the feathered end hitting me right in the mouth knocking my two front teeth loose and splitting my gum and upper lip including that little strip of flesh from the gum to the lip right under the nose. I can’t whistle and as a child was ashamed to admit that, especially to other guy’s. Whistling was supposed to be a guy thing you know ! Ed
Hello Ed;
You know I guess I did tell my age but for some unknown reason i’m not ashamed of it , Heck I am 66 yrs young and I would guess that you are close to that, as far as whistleing neither can I , my cousins ond bro could but me I can get out very little. you know I wish I had saved all those old records and record players might teach these young one where music came from. Tv’s etc I believe just interupt our kids learning process as most them do not know how to play games, go fishing etc as we did and the chores we had as children think we could get kids nowadays to do them?? I can remember when family and friends would get together on week ends and play music etc and boy that was a treat to watch and hear them playing all those old song Wheels, The crawfish song, Under he double nickel,Rolling stone blues, one I forget the name but had a line , Blues stay away from me,blues why don’t you just let me be, I don’t know why these blues keep on haunting me. Let my little light shine, Etc makes me wish that I could play as my fa and uncles did but I am tone deaf. Ed we are not getting older just getting younger everday
as always your friend
Aubrey G Cole
Ed;
I forgot to comment on the Bow and Arrow, when I was a kid I remember how we kids made them all the time and would , or as we thought have a great hunting trip doun in the wood etc. In my family there was a bow and a Quiver of arrows that had been passed down, and my alcholic cousin got ahold of it and sold it for something to drink, it was made of cedar and the arrows were feather with turkey feathers.
Aubrey G Cole
Aubrey, you have me just a little as I will be 63 the last of this coming July. I happened to have been the last one of my generation born at home and in the home house. Those old two story farm houses always had a front porch and when you went into the front hall the parlor was on the left. We had a wind up victrola in there . I have a 1912 Edison Diamon Disc Player and at present some over 100 Disc’s or records. Mr. Edison made his own records for his own players but you could get an adapter to play standard 77’s.
Did you ever hear “Who tied the can to the old dog’s tail,” or “Anne in Her Little Sedan?” My prize is one right after WW1 where Edison actually breaks his rule and cuts a record honoring the allies in their efforts to defeat those who would enslave the world in terror. Quite a statement from him and on opposite side the national anthems of each allie is played.
I rode tobacco sticks for horses, shot them for guns and threw them for spears. That took some imagination, but then we even got on barrels and “walked” them down a hill. It was a lot less dangerous when you got inside and just let someone push you down. Now days my grandchildren just get “bored” and that is when I try to introduce them to real excitement. Ed
Ed;
Been there and done that and I can say this I sure do miss those old days, miss getting up for breakfast and having homade gravy, fresh eggs , chicken thar my g-mo had gotten up early, killed , dressed and fried, and those catheads, and those dinners on the ground after church on sunday. My cousins and I used to sneak off to the barn , jump on a young heifer or steer and see who could ride the longest, one year in march we sneaked off to the creek , broke the ice and went swimming.Those were the days. What about all those old Hank Williams, Jimmy Rogerssongs and rub a dub dub.
Oh well I am tryong to teach my g-kids some of this stuff like how to make a willow branch whistle, dream catchers how to knap flint, how to tan hides etc as a lot of it is now begining to be a lost art.
Aubrey G Cole
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