January 6, 2010

My mother was kind of old school, and somewhat introverted, so we had an understanding--I could be in the house to eat and sleep, other than that I was well into my twenties before I saw the inside of my house again during daylight hours for more than five minutes at a time. Dinnertime was also interesting at my childhood home. Both my parents grew up in families with 13 children. If there was anything you learn in a household of thirteen kids, it was you learned to eat fast. Dinner was at 5:30 and the dishes were done by 5:35. I was back on the baseball field before the teams switched sides. I loved being outside and I loved playing games--baseball, football, hot box, basketball it did not matter. . .now when watching my children a big part of my spectating problem is being relegated to the bench (but that is another story). It is tragic that that so much of our youth is wasted on the young. My brother was born when I was four. I got one quick peek at him when they brought him home from the hospital, and did not see him again till he was about five. I was kidding when I told her, "I got chunks of guys like him in my stool." Post partum mother's have no sense of humor. My mother also had a real eye for fashion. She would dress me in all the latest styles and trends, Bright yellow, orange, and red plaid pants, turtle necks, and black square beatnik glasses. A person just gets use to the beatings after awhile....