Mr. Norwood sounds a kind man who might just have had a little understanding of children try to help!😊 Your grandmother sounds like an amazing lady, too! We certainly grew up in a better time than now, Debbie! I love reading your short stories! You have a great memory, too! ❤️😊 Reply
Susan, I do have a great memory for back then but, as I have said I can not always remember what’s what in today’s world. True, funny how we can recall 50 years ago but no something that took place last week without thinking hard about it. Love, Debbie Reply
You had me smiling, just anticipating another good story, before I even got to your blog! lol Those indeed were the GOOD OLD DAYS, back when parents/gandparents held their littles to accountability ! No pushing the blame off on someone else each time! Two stories that stick out in my old mind now, #1. When I was small, probably 3-5, my two older sisters who were 4 and 7 years older than I, kept getting ME into trouble by doing mischievous things…When Mother would ask us 3, the older two would point and explain that I DID IT! So, I got a number of spankings! However, it didn’t take Mother long to catch the 2 sisters in the act, and when they blamed me again…they, well they, got the punishment for doing it, AND for lying! That put an end to that! #2. There was a small grocery store only 1 mile from our farm, where Mother got all of our groceries, and paid the tab once a month when the Creamery paid us for all of the milk the past month. (We also had a 1-2x a week bakery delivery for bread and other treats) Sounds complicated but was a simple and convenient way back in the 40’s & 50’s. One day, daddy took me to the store to get something quickly for mama. While daddy shopped I gazed at all of the penny candy right on my eye level. I even picked up some, and put back down. Not sure how, as I don’t remember that part…but 1 piece ended up in my pocket! It was cold out, so as I was feeding the dairy cows, in their stanchions, I stuck one cold hand into my pocket to get it warm. BUT, OH NO, …what was in there? HOW did that get in there? OH my goodness, I was so embarrassed and ran to my daddy to let him know what I had found, in MY pocket, no less! He shut off the two milking machine, and drove me back to the store in our old jalopy, where I explained , apologized and returned the candy that was worth 1 penny! A lesson well learned, and told many many times to our kids, grandkids and others. Yes, those were the good old days, when we were held responsible for our actions!…..And understood the 10 commandments. P.S. Did I ever tell you about a neighbor boy that was always bullying me as we walked the mile to school and back each day? Reply
C.J. great story! Thank you, for sharing some sweet memories of great days gone by. Love, Debbie Reply
I love your stories and that you’re able to put so much detail in them !!! It sounds like such a magical time. I really wish I had that strong of a memory, especially for such details ! Thanks so much for sharing your life with all of us 😍 Love you, LeeAnne Reply
Funny how I can remember things from that time of my life but forget what I ate yesterday. Have a good evening. Love, Debie Reply
Thank you so much. This was the same era I grew up in; times have sure changed. Thankful for the upbringing I had, similar to yours. God bless you as you share your life with others Reply
The best of times, in so many ways and the worst at times. But, I choose to focus on the good. Have a good evening. Love, Debbie Reply
Love your stories, and glad this one had a happy ending! 😊 So glad you have so many wonderful memories of time spent with your grandmother and the dear people in the neighborhood that had a part in making you the caring person you are today! Reply
Yes, this is one of those awesome endings, as you know not all of them were. But, I focus on the good times. Have a blessed evening. Love, Debbie Reply
What a charming lesson learned memory, thank you for sharing. It made me go back to a time of my own lesson learned with my grandmother and a dozen eggs. As a child when you realize you’ve done something so wrong with good intentions and no matter the commotion it is a wonderful feeling to have the love of a grandmother who makes sure you know it’s ok. Reply
Jenny, amen she was such a huge influence in my life she passed away when I was 20. Have a blessed evening. Love, Debbie Reply
I loved the whole story and you being honest and trying to help others. You have wonderful memories of your grandmother and mom. I’m sure they were proud of you even during your shenanigans. Life indeed was so different back then, I’m older than you and remember things so well. Thank you for sharing your memories and thoughts with us. ❤️🙏🏻❤️🙏🏻 Reply
Thank you, Elaine. I have so many stories, wonderful stories. Have a blessed evening Love, Debbie Reply