MrEd wrote:
And just how are you supposed to do the laundry on Monday when you have to go to work? In my neighborhood, everyone did their laundry on Saturday, not during the week.
It was great going though our neighborhood on Saturday and seeing all those clothes out on the line. Not all Mothers worked outside the home, in fact most didn't, but they still did the laundry on Saturday.
As for hanging clothes outside in winter, when was the last time you tried hanging clothes in a couple feet of snow or the wind blowing 30mph and gusting to 45mph, or how about in thunderstorms in the summer when it was raining like mad? There are so many things that shoot this down that I can't list them all.
One thing I would dearly love to see either you or your grandmother try, is hanging cloths in a white out. Ever try that? That would really make your day.
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Well, as they say, there's always one in the crowd that chooses to be contrary. I started out by saying these were procedures taught to ME by MY grandmother when I was a child....based on her experiences and lifestyle. It was posted for humor and nostalgic purposes. Since you choose to 'shoot this down'...do so at your pleasure. I will not 'shoot down' your examples of exceptions because we all have had different experiences.
BTW, My grandmother died in the mid 80's. I had never asked her if she had hung clothes in a white-out, in several feet of snow, or in really strong winds. It would have made my day if she had done so and I had been there to help her.
You have your memories. I have mine. :wink:
slatten49 wrote:
Well, as they say, there's always one in the crowd that chooses to be contrary. I started out by saying these were procedures taught to me by MY grandmother when I was a child....based on her experiences and lifestyle. If you choose to 'shoot this down', do so at your pleasure. I will not 'shoot down' your examples of exceptions because we all have had different experiences.
BTW, My grandmother died in the mid 80's. I had never asked her if she had hung clothes in a white-out, in several feet of snow, or in really strong winds. It would have made my day if she had done so and I had been there to help her.
You have your memories. I have mine. :wink:
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I remember as a child playing in the backyard in winter time running into frozen pant legs hanging on a clothesline. When we were kids we played outside all 4 seasons, it wasn't until I became an old man that I set on my butt in front of a computer too much.
Most kids today wouldn't know how to get a gang (bunch) of guys and gals together for a ball game or kick the can, or hide and seek.
To ask them to take out the trash has resulted in lawsuits against parents, (Child Abuse).
I applaud your experiences and memories. They can take us back to simpler times, maybe not all better times, but good times.
Memories are often the foundation of the future. :thumbup: :thumbup: :thumbup:
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I remember as a child playing in the backyard in winter time running into frozen pant legs hanging on a clothesline. When we were kids we played outside all 4 seasons, it wasn't until I became an old man that I set on my butt in front of a computer too much.
Most kids today wouldn't know how to get a gang (bunch) of guys and gals together for a ball game or kick the can, or hide and seek.
To ask them to take out the trash has resulted in lawsuits against parents, (Child Abuse).
I applaud your experiences and memories. They can take us back to simpler times, maybe not all better times, but good times.
Memories are often the foundation of the future. :thumbup: :thumbup: :thumbup:
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Thank you, Armie. :thumbup: I plead guilty to becoming defensive when challenged about the wonderful memories I have of my grandparents...as well as other memories that have served me well over the years. As I stated, it was meant to be both nostalgic and humorous.
Again, thank you, Sir :!:
slatten49 wrote:
Thank you, Armie. :thumbup: I plead guilty to becoming defensive when challenged about the wonderful memories I have of my grandparents...as well as other memories that have served me well over the years. As I stated, it was meant to be both nostalgic and humorous.
Again, thank you, Sir :!:
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MrEd wrote:
And just how are you supposed to do the laundry on Monday when you have to go to work? In my neighborhood, everyone did their laundry on Saturday, not during the week.
It was great going though our neighborhood on Saturday and seeing all those clothes out on the line. Not all Mothers worked outside the home, in fact most didn't, but they still did the laundry on Saturday.
As for hanging clothes outside in winter, when was the last time you tried hanging clothes in a couple feet of snow or the wind blowing 30mph and gusting to 45mph, or how about in thunderstorms in the summer when it was raining like mad? There are so many things that shoot this down that I can't list them all.
One thing I would dearly love to see either you or your grandmother try, is hanging cloths in a white out. Ever try that? That would really make your day.
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I grew up in Southern Wisconsin, in the 30's & 40's. You did your washing on Monday; Ironed on Tuesday, Baked on Wednesday; cleaned on Thursday; and shopped on Friday. The week ends were for family, and for me Sunday was church.
Snow on the ground did not deter you from hanging out, but if it was snowing - you hung them in the basement. The furnace was down there, thus it was heated and they would dry at least by overnight. If it rained, you hung your clothes in the basement. And, oh yes - I have hung sheets out when the wind would wrap them around you - they take extra pins then.
We also had a cistern, and often would draw the rain water off (which was soft water) for the washing machine.
Times have changed :| :| :|
BearK wrote:
I grew up in Southern Wisconsin, in the 30's & 40's. You did your washing on Monday; Ironed on Tuesday, Baked on Wednesday; cleaned on Thursday; and shopped on Friday. The week ends were for family, and for me Sunday was church.
Snow on the ground did not deter you from hanging out, but if it was snowing - you hung them in the basement. The furnace was down there, thus it was heated and they would dry at least by overnight. If it rained, you hung your clothes in the basement. And, oh yes - I have hung sheets out when the wind would wrap them around you - they take extra pins then.
We also had a cistern, and often would draw the rain water off (which was soft water) for the washing machine.
Times have changed :| :| :|
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As Bob Hope sang..."thanks for the memories." :thumbup:
slatten49 wrote:
As Bob Hope sang..."thanks for the memories." :thumbup:
Thanks,now that song will be in my head for the rest of the day.
Great post Slatten!! Brings back memories of my grandparents!! The only time my grandad ever threatened to whip me, was when I wouldn't quit climbing the chlothsline poles while Granny was hanging out the wash!! I remember the bottle with the sprinkler head on it that she used for starch. I never understood why she ironed her sheets. Good memories!! I have one of the irons she used before electric ones!!
archie bunker wrote:
Great post Slatten!! Brings back memories of my grandparents!! The only time my grandad ever threatened to whip me, was when I wouldn't quit climbing the chlothsline poles while Granny was hanging out the wash!! I remember the bottle with the sprinkler head on it that she used for starch. I never understood why she ironed her sheets. Good memories!! I have one of the irons she used before electric ones!!
My great aunt & uncle lived on a farm with no electricity.
MAN could that dear lady cook up a storm on one of those wood burning stoves. My uncle had a pair of Clydesdale Horses. He was a good horse man. They also had chickens and an outhouse. A tire for a swing - great memories.
BearK wrote:
My great aunt & uncle lived on a farm with no electricity. MAN could that dear lady cook up a storm on one of those wood burning stoves. My uncle had a pair of Clydesdale Horses. He was a good horse man. They also had chickens and an outhouse. A tire for a swing - great memories.
I often wonder if all of this 'improvement' has spoiled us, or ruined us.
They made it back then, and were happy. It seemed like they might have worked a little harder, but life was so much simpler. Me, I don't mind the extra work it takes to be 'simple'. My grandparents were my foundation. If it weren't for them. I wouldn't have the values I have today. I remember talking to my Granny once when I had a young family, and was struggling to get by. I had taken a janitorial job at night for extra money. I felt like it was beneath me to do that kind of work.
Granny looked me in the eye, dead square, and said: Sammy, it doesn't matter if you are cleaning a toilet, driving a truck, or the damn president. If you are working as hard as you can to make an honest living, and support your family, there is nothing to be ashamed of!!
I can't wait to go see her in heaven!! I just hope I can get there!!
alex
Loc: michigan now imperial beach californa
archie bunker wrote:
I often wonder if all of this 'improvement' has spoiled us, or ruined us.
They made it back then, and were happy. It seemed like they might have worked a little harder, but life was so much simpler. Me, I don't mind the extra work it takes to be 'simple'. My grandparents were my foundation. If it weren't for them. I wouldn't have the values I have today. I remember talking to my Granny once when I had a young family, and was struggling to get by. I had taken a janitorial job at night for extra money. I felt like it was beneath me to do that kind of work.
Granny looked me in the eye, dead square, and said: Sammy, it doesn't matter if you are cleaning a toilet, driving a truck, or the damn president. If you are working as hard as you can to make an honest living, and support your family, there is nothing to be ashamed of!!
I can't wait to go see her in heaven!! I just hope I can get there!!
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I'll just say this, you can go a lot further riding a horse than you can walking
archie bunker wrote:
I often wonder if all of this 'improvement' has spoiled us, or ruined us.
They made it back then, and were happy. It seemed like they might have worked a little harder, but life was so much simpler. Me, I don't mind the extra work it takes to be 'simple'. My grandparents were my foundation. If it weren't for them. I wouldn't have the values I have today. I remember talking to my Granny once when I had a young family, and was struggling to get by. I had taken a janitorial job at night for extra money. I felt like it was beneath me to do that kind of work.
Granny looked me in the eye, dead square, and said: Sammy, it doesn't matter if you are cleaning a toilet, driving a truck, or the damn president. If you are working as hard as you can to make an honest living, and support your family, there is nothing to be ashamed of!!
I can't wait to go see her in heaven!! I just hope I can get there!!
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This younger generation became
soft when they couldn't fail, they couldn't lose, they HAD to have all the latest gadgets, NO, they are even beyond soft - they're pudding.
Why did people succeed back when they "literally" worked themselves to death - because neighbors, relatives, friends came and pulled together with them. How many families are now so divided by miles, that a family reunion would be rather thinly attended? When I was about 8 or 9, we went to a Hanson reunion. There were over 300 close, and distant relatives attending - and then they weren't all there. Today, I'm not sure that there's more than a hand full in the area.
Break up family ties, loosens morals, breaks up families, broken - just plain broken. Different time, now foresure. Yes, it was hard back then, but the
tie that binds was strong, and gave you strength.
BearK wrote:
This younger generation became soft when they couldn't fail, they couldn't lose, they HAD to have all the latest gadgets, NO, they are even beyond soft - they're pudding.
Why did people succeed back when they "literally" worked themselves to death - because neighbors, relatives, friends came and pulled together with them. How many families are now so divided by miles, that a family reunion would be rather thinly attended? When I was about 8 or 9, we went to a Hanson reunion. There were over 300 close, and distant relatives attending - and then they weren't all there. Today, I'm not sure that there's more than a hand full in the area.
Break up family ties, loosens morals, breaks up families, broken - just plain broken. Different time, now foresure. Yes, it was hard back then, but the tie that binds was strong, and gave you strength.
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Very well said,it's a shame what has become of us.Had I known how things were going to turn out I would have taken a much simpler way of life to retain the close family ties.
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