Peewee wrote:
Had a civics class in 8th grade with no field trips. Those happened mostly in grade school for me. We got to tour a bakery and a Coke-a-Cola bottling plant. I was impressed by both. The bakery made much more than just loaf bread and the aroma was wonderful.
The Coke machinery was fascinating, everything was automated. And we got free samples from both. The bakery made us tiny loaves of bread and it was still warm from the ovens. Kids were very well behaved when I went to grade school.
That began changing around the 8th grade. I had Mrs. Lightsey for Civics. The prettiest teacher I ever had and her older sister had dated my uncle in high school. I paid attention to every word she said and aced her class. She had us memorize and recite the Gettysburg Address. I can't remember her face but I remember her voice. It was like music to my ears. My first and only crush on any teacher.
It's funny what we remember. I remember Krystal hamburgers cost a nickel, and my brother says they were a dime. We both agree dad bought two dozen at a time and they were always gone by the time we got home. That sounds like a lot but they're like White Castle's maybe 2x2 inches with a couple of sliced pickles and a shot of mustard and diced onions that looked like grains of rice, delicious!
Different companies and competitors since the 30s. White Castles began in Chicago and Krystals began in TN. That's how much I love those little things, I looked it up.
White Castles were first on the market. Chicago was the meatpacking headquarters, railroads started the Union Stockyards in 1865 and it closed in 1971. So where's the beef? It was in Chicago first, by rail. And they also had plenty of cold weather and ice to preserve the meat. I wondered why leather goods went up in the 70s and now I know. Boots, saddles, and cowboy gear all went up in the 70s. It wasn't because of Urban Cowboy (1980) or Gilleys, or Dallas, but they didn't help. And the middle class got frozen out. Now it a rich man's game. And western became western with a big English influence. Real cowboys never posted when they rode.
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I remember taking "social studies" I Jr. High, and Hi School. American Government was a required course in order to graduate as well.
The last part of your post reminded me of a time in my life that a lot of great memories come from.
See, I wanted to go to school in my early 20's, so I went to become a farrier, and blacksmith.
What a brilliant idea!!
Anyway, when I was first dating Mrs. Bunker, she wanted me to meet her at a bar we had here called "Midnight Rodeo".
I'd been working all day, and was covered in horse, wearing my denim jacket with a big stain on the back of both shoulders from rubbing on horses, my beat up black Stetson that had been bit, stomped, wallered in shit, and mud covered Justin work boots.
I told her I felt like a turd in a punch bowl because everyone in there was starched, pressed, and polished.
She told me I was the only cowboy in the building, and drug me out on the dance floor. And if I remember right, I had a paper towel wrapped with black electrical tape on a finger where a nail cut me.
I hung out with sure enough ranch cowboys, and you're right. They just do their thing, and live life.
Now.......this woman who has a fetish for a tired, smelly horse covered man is a Mailman uniform washer!!😂😂
Funny how life changes, ain't it?