“As We AGE… WE Remember Better TIMES”

Oct 5th “As We AGE… WE Remember Better TIMES”

New Move – New Sites

There is a TIME… for everything, in our Lifetime… a time for LOVE, a time for WORK, and a special TIME for FUN!

So with that thinking… there just has to be an extra special TIME for FUN … for children … and … If children can ever have some extra special “fun times” – it surely should be… before the age of seven!

This new move for us, to north Saint Louis was exactly what I wanted.

Where we lived in the Pine Lawn area… a subdivision of blocks of houses and we were at the bottom of those hills and no stores, strictly residential housing… nothing different… each house nicely planted with nice grass and trees and flowers… each to the liking of of residents living in a dream world!

So now being the oldest child and having more knowledge of what to do… when told by an adult…was NOW able to run to the “Bakery Store” for our morning “cinnamon rolls” and I wrote about the “book mobile”… that I discovered, on the way there … and that is another story… you will LOVE!

Another story I wrote about was the “scary” times walking to the “Drug Store” for hand packed ice cream for all of the family!

Sure am glad that I paid attention to where we were walking and going in those long walks my mother would take us on.

Walking around our brand new neighborhood has always been fun me, from the earliest of days of our going on long walks, evento now and into these days of my seventies, and beyond and those years do seem to just kinda creep up on us… as we are always getting a day older and a dollar short… alone or with other neighbors… that also enjoy sight-seeing … as we will walk and talk in our own “slow poke” walking manner.

During the early 1940’s – we, Americans were engaged in the “WAR” and there were times when the air-raid sirens, sounded and immediately… all lighting inside our house had to be turned off, and those specially made thick drapes, had to be pulled tight shut – not a peep of light to penetrate – or else?

One such evening there was someone banging at the front door, yelling… to… “turn off all lights and pull the drapes tight shut!”

We not only had everything off, but just to see what was going on outside, that night, we all went out and walked to the corner.

There were some other neighbors out and some kids, too.

So, right there in the middle of the street – no traffic – no lights anywhere – you could almost hear a pin drop, outside?

The weather was warm, so I started doing some somersaults, right there in the middle of the intersection.

It was like I was on stage.

And some of the kids joined in, each of us showing off what we could do!

The “search lights” were all over the black skies, looking for enemy planes, and we kids were having so much fun… down here on earth!

“God Bless America!”