David: I have missed something here. Does this problem only occur if you have a website that requires a password for access. I am just a browser and emailer, does this affect me? Marsha

It was called "Winkie Dink" and was a big hit around 1955. ----- Original Message ----- From: Harry Buchanan <102477.1340@compuserve.com> To: <DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Saturday, August 28, 1999 8:44 PM Subject: Do you remember? > All this talk about the colored plastic strips has got me thinking of > something else. > > Back in the B&W TV days there was a kid's program on Sat morning where you > put a piece of plastic on the screen and then used crayons to draw on it. > It was an interactive cartoon where you helped the hero escape by drawing a > ladder or a parachute or whatever he needed. Does anybody remember the name > of the program? I think this was in the early 50's. > > It sticks in my head that this was Tom Terrific with Mighty Manfried the > Wonder Dog and the Villan was Rotty Appleton "rotten to the core", but I > think I'm getting two shows mixed up. > > HarryB > > > ==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== > What do you mean my Birth Certificate expired ??? > > >

Hi Folks, A little more on the IE 5.0 computer security problems for those of you who don't understand why you should be concerned about this. 1st, your website passwords (which most of us usually store in our FTP software), credit cards #s (if you buy or pay for things online are usually stored (usually unknown to you) in a registration or account file), personal financial data, etc...... What this means is that someone can assume your identity and do whatever......and "whatever" includes the email at the bottom of this page from today from a County Coordinator to Rootsweb. Now who ever would think that a little ole grandma & Genealogy CC would be providing pornography and pirated software from her Rootsweb County Website or her personal website for that matter. You wouldn't even know it unless you had direct access into you website server directory and checked your file listings on a regular basis. This stuff will get you in BIG TROUBLE with the law, and at a minimum, your account closed at about ISP. I can just see the local paper headlines, "Grandma Hazel - Porn Dealer on Genealogy Website". 2nd, the folks who would 'hack" into your computer do it for 'kinky fun' and have a 'meanstrike' a mile wide. They love nothing better than to make your life miserable, that's how they get their 'jollies' ,eg, erasing harddrives, corrupting config, regis & sys files, collecting email addresses, etc. No understanding them.........it's just 'sick fun' for these folks. So folks, please don't take this stuff lightly or you may find yourself with some weird stuff on your websites like the genealogy lady below. or your Family Tree displaying King Kong as your 3g-grandfather. Please be careful out. Dave =============================================== >Resent-Date: Sun, 29 Aug 1999 03:46:43 -0700 (PDT) >X-Sender: glennrp@netmail.home.com >X-Mailer: QUALCOMM Windows Eudora Light Version 3.0.6 (32) >Date: Sun, 29 Aug 1999 06:45:32 -0400 >Old-To: RootsWeb-Help-L@rootsweb.com >From: Glenn Randers-Pehrson <glennrp@home.com> >Subject: Re: How are other people info loading on my sites?? >To: RootsWeb-Help-L@rootsweb.com >Resent-From: RootsWeb-Help-L@rootsweb.com >Reply-To: RootsWeb-Help-L@rootsweb.com >X-Mailing-List: <RootsWeb-Help-L@rootsweb.com> archive/latest/13658 >X-Loop: RootsWeb-Help-L@rootsweb.com >Resent-Sender: RootsWeb-Help-L-request@rootsweb.com > >At 07:59 PM 8/28/99 -0700, you wrote: >>This makes the second time this year that I have gone to one of my sites and >>found other info loaded onto one of my pages. The first time was WFT - >>wrestling - I don't even watch wrestling much less know sites for it - think >>that was on my Morgan Co, AL site. This time it is on my one of my family >>history pages abt some boy named Joey and an album and listing of tv etc he >>has appeared > >Sounds like your passwords have been stolen. Change them, and be glad >that the cracker didn't use your directories to upload a bunch of >"warez" (pirated software) and pornography (examine your directories >carefully to make sure they haven't!) > >Glenn > > >============================== >Search more than 274 MILLION NAMES and find your ancestors at Ancestry.com! >Get started today at http://www.ancestry.com/rootswebtext.asp >

At the request of our founders of the DC area (of which Dickson has become an "adopted" part too!), I am working on a book of various things to be offered (we hope) later this year. Right now, we would like to include "old time family recipes" from the area...if you wish to contribute, please send them on to me and will get those together.....you, your family, will be given credit for the contribution...and the rest of us will have ourselves some fun cookin and eating them! Thanks a bushel, and as my Pa used to say (as he tucked his napkin under his suspenders), "Thank the Lord for supper!" jan Listowner: Tnstewar-L@rootsweb.com Tnstewar-D@rootsweb.com

Oh, do I ever remember sleeping in the yard. One of the most fun things we could do. My cousins and I would also use those nights to catch lightening bugs. We're lucky to be in an urban area that is relatively "safe" and our grandson pitches a tent in our backyard. He ususally lasts 'til about 4. He also wraps tinfoil around his bicycle spokes to make noise! (Do some things never change but rather just improve?) When it got cooler weather we slept 3 to a bed on a screened in porch. Grandma hung plastic across the screens so it wouldn't be too cold for us. For added measure, she'd pile the quilts on so we slept snug as bugs. To this day I have to have "weight" on me when I sleep and at least one foot out from under the covers. The fool people who bought the farm from the family enclosed that porch...geez what their grandchildren are missing out on. :-) Ira's car story brought another memory back to my husband who's from some good old German stock. When his grandparents bought their first car they didn't have a garage to keep it in--all the "equipment" had to be kept safe. One of the relatives who lived about a mile away had an empty barn so the car got stored up there. When they needed the car, the oldest son who was the designated driver had to walk the mile to get the car, go back to pick everyone up, then when they were finished using the car, he'd drive it back to the barn and walk the mile back home. Another of my car memories is the water cooler in the passenger's window to make air conditioning. We lived in Harlingen, TX (bottom tip of TX) and drove to northeastern OK every summer in "comfort" because of this even though the water sprayed to the back seat sometimes! We had a window water cooler in the house too. Sharon in a really hot Texas

Howdy everyone! I have been watching the conversation about the old things people remember and have concluded that a lot of you had a much different life than I did growing up. We lived in a small town in Montana where the main industries were ranching and the railroad. My Grandfather was a conductor on the Milwaukee Road RR, and the Northern Pacific line came in to our town, too. The Northern Pacific had a roundhouse about a block away from my Grandfather's store that my Grandmother ran because Grandpa was often out of town on a train, as conductors had to travel a lot. It was the nature of their jobs. We lived at the edge of town,,,Across the tracks in an area known as WOPTOWN, named in honor of all the immigrants that settled there. My grandfather was from Norway, so he fit in there very well. This town really did have distinct sections of town divided by the railroads. Because of the lack of riches in our household and the households of all my friends, we were forced to make a lot of our toys. This was a very entertaining, educational, and enjoyable endevor that took up a lot of our spare time, until we discovered girls, of course! We would scour the alleys and railroads for any item that would be of use to us. A piece of metal strapping with holes in it would make a great whistle, or scraps of lumber could make swords or shields. We made rocket launchers with scraps of pipe and a little wood, then fired our bottle rockets very accurately with them. Many cars, trucks, and trains got blasted with our bottle rockets. I preferred the type that exploded at the end of their flight. Zebra and Black Cats were the best. We collected rocks and fossils and did a lot of fishing and hiking. We hung around the lapidary shops in town and learned to cut agate and make jewelry from our treasures. I still have cutting equipment I acquired many years later. (Interestingly enough, Vanessa, my wife, graduated from gem-cutting school nearly 3 decades after I saw my first agate cut!) We did have a television, though. I still remember the Froggie-doo show, Captain Kangaroo, afternoon matinees, Gunsmoke, Car54, The Second Hundred Years, the Munsters, 77 Sunset Strip, and a zillion other shows. We didn't see many evening shows in the summer time, though, because my Father ran a drive-in theater. The Sunset Drive-in. This was just outside of town then, but in later years became prime property because it was at the junction of two highways. I went by the old site 2 years ago and the rusted old sign is still there saying "Sunset" and an arrow pointing toward where it once was. The grandest gift of all, when I was a child, was my first BB gun. We were very close friends and it traveled many miles with me until I was old enough to have a real rifle. All my friends were about 8 or 9 when they got their first rifles, but my Father didn't hunt so I was a little older when I got my first one. My buddies all agreed that if we could come up with the money to buy bullets, we would all share their rifles. We collected pop bottles, scrap metal, shoveled snow, cut yards, ran errands, cleaned up the rodeo grounds, sold Grit newspapers, hunted agates to sell to lapidaries,and did almost anything to make money for bullets. Since my family had 30 acres across the river from town, and another section (640 acres) farther out of town, we did a lot of our shooting on our place. It was a fair trade, a place to shoot in trade for something to shoot with. We never shot any livestock or anyone, and never had any sort of accident with our guns. We had been taught to respect them, and looking back, I think we were probably more mature at that young age than a lot of adults are now in the handling of our guns and other events in our lives. We were tough and determined. One of the best places to fish was at Fort Keough. The Yellowstone was slow and deep on it's south bank at this place. There was an island nearby that we could get to in the summer that flooded in the springtime. I never saw a snake on that island and think they all drownded in the spring floods. I remember seeing huge blocks of ice left over from the spring floods. Some of them were as large as our house!. The Yellowstone would freeze solid or nearly solid in the winter when the temperatures were 40 or 50 below zero, then when the warm spring winds thawed the snow and ice, the river would rise and the ice would break apart, then jam up just north of town, between our place where we kept our horses, and town. The ice jams were quite a sight. Blocks of ice would float and tumble and churn, crashing into each other and forcing other sheets to be thrust up into the air until they broke or gravity took charge and caused them to come splashing down into the slowly swirling mess. We spent many days of our youth watching the ice flowing and jamming up. When the ice jammed, it caused flooding. There was a dike built around the river-side of town that occasionally was flooded over. City and county officials would monitor the ice to advise people when to evacuate if necessary. We kids really were thrilled when a lumber yard was flooded for we knew that in the coming summer we would have plenty of lumber for our tree houses and forts. All we had to do was collect if from in the trees and backwashes downstream. One time, the local officials feared a really bad flood because of a heavy snowfall that winter. They calculated where the ice needed to be broken up and set a tremendous charge of explosives in a small crater they chipped into the ice. When they set the charge off, the shock waves broke every window for several blocks that faced the river. A few years later, they were confronted with the same problem of heavy ice and snowfall and asked for assistance from the air force. The air force calculated where the worst part of the ice jam would be and notified the locals that they would just fly over and drop one little bomb on the ice and end the problem. After the fiasco with the explosives a few years earlier, all the residents taped windows and borded windows and sent their dogs and children across town fearing the worst from this bombing. (That is, the children that weren't with hiding up on a hilltop across the river watching!) A big bomber came flying up the river with it's giant engines roaring, then swooped down low, lower than the hilltops to the north of town, and dropped it's payload precisely on target. The bomb hit the ice, broke through, and made a throaty "Whump" sound, not even loud enough to make you cover your ears. The ice rose up around where the bomb struck and when it settled down, the jam was broken. And the river ran free. In the summer, at the drive-in we watched the northern lights glitter on the horizon to the north and layed on the ground and stared in awe at the starry heavens above us. At one time, some of the guys could name all the constellations. They said there were 88 of them, but I couldn't ever identify that many. I don't even think we could see that many from Montana, but we tried. We would lay on the ground behind the screen where it was really dark and look for shooting stars or on rare occasions we thought we could see a Sputnik or Telstar, but never knew for sure if we did. Not all life was play. We had to tend to our horses no matter what the weather. We had to walk to school in the winter. School didn't close until it was 40 below zero in Montana. We had to shovel snow and break ice all winter. I learned to drive a truck at an age of about 9 to feed cattle at a round-up. ( Since I was driving in a circle, nothing could really go wrong, but I thought of myself as a man after that!) We knew of slaughter houses and train wrecks and the horrors that could befall someone who didn't think before acting. Life was really tough, compared to today, but I go back as often as I can, camp out in the mountains, and look at the stars. Stan Magnesen Yelowstone@aol.com

Afternoon all, Well I have arrived back home in the wee hours from a fruitless fishin trip. Now it is true that most of the time I do not get bent out of shape over not catching anything, and very true my philosophy is that it is more about fishing than about catching fish....but the fact is that after a while it gets a wee bit old...and we have gone through a drought season and the fish have not been friendly for too long a time. Lest you think this sob story has nothing to do with genealogy, let me assure you it most definitely DOES. I tell you they were hitting NOTHING, not artificial bait, not worms, not livers, not gizzards, not catfish bait, NOTHING. Nothing was drawing them to our boat, not lights, not canned corn, NOTHING. Since I tore up our trolling motor (never mind THAT story...trust me), we did not have the luxury of that tool. I told my husband when we got home he needed to get down on his back and wiggle under that boat and look up and see had someone painted a sign saying, "Hey Fish!!! Warning!!! Eddie is after you!!!!" cause I tell you those fish know these days when we are coming and they make sure they are not home. Goes that way in genealogy too....long dry spells and you make noooo contacts, not using queries, or lists, or surname postings or much of anything. And you get to wondering if all your grandpas at some point in reality were mutations from the trees or descended from a UFO. We've talked about that from time to time, and told each other stories about our "miracles" that occurred out of the blue to encourage each other. Most of us who have been doing this long, have also learned that it seems to come and go in cycles... suddenly there is manna from heaven and we seem to be getting more information than we can possibly log in...and then just as suddenly dries up. So that line of conversation we have followed... But what I am thinking on now are the words my husband was spouting while I was getting frustrated tonight...now see if this doesn't sound like a "lin e" LOL!!! (and pun intended) to you.... "well whether we catch anything or not, I am just going to enjoy this lovely peaceful night with my lovely wife!" LOL!!!! (I tell ya that man will say anything to stay out on the boat another hour or so...he also said "they tell me, they don't start bitin till about midnight!" LOL!!!!) Anyway, when you really think on it though, (and he really did mean a lot of it! He loves being out on the peaceful water)..... if you get your mind off the fact you have not reeled in a fish for months, the night WAS lovely. The trees on the mountains around us dark and velvety, and the tops of them a faint lacy dark edge bordering the deep blue of the sky...the moon a big shiny dinner plate hung over all and sending glimmering light to dance on a still water...the sound of the crickets and the whipporwills and out so far not a sound of a passing car...yes, it really WAS lovely, and worth the experience, fish or no fish. Well, maybe that is what a list can be too.... not the same kind of lovely perhaps, but whether you are reeling in any fish or not, still a wonderful experience. Many of us enjoy the company of the list, the good humor, the stories told, and the memories shared, the collective grouping of descendents of the settlers of Stewart Co. or Dickson or anywhere in the DC area ....and maybe, just maybe....that is really a whole lot of what it is about. Maybe on the list too, it isn't so much about catching anything...it is about the pleasure of the company...and fishing! Have a great day! jan

Pat: That's okay, I wasn't there either. At least I don't think so. (giggles) Marsha -----Original Message----- From: patmc <patmc@sstelco.com> To: DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com <DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com> Date: Saturday, August 28, 1999 10:41 PM Subject: Re: Remember when? >Marsha, >I remember the name but nothing else about it but my husband does! He just >informed me that Capt. Midnight was Peter Graves. The one who played in >Mission Impossible. I didn't know that myself. > Pat > >----- Original Message ----- >From: Kenneth Banasiewicz <bwhiz@mindspring.com> >To: <DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com> >Sent: Saturday, August 28, 1999 10:18 PM >Subject: Remember when? > > >> My mother tells the story of when she got married in 1955. My uncle was >younger and just not into the mushy stuff. Therefore, he was sent fishing. >At a critical moment in the ceremony, he came in and asked "Is this mess >over, it's almost time for Captain Midnight". Who remembers him???? >> >> Marsha >> >> >> ==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== >> Hi Ho! Hi Ho! Now where did my ancestors go ?? >> >> > > >==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== >My family Coat of Arms ties at the back ...... >is that normal ??? >

Marsha, I remember the name but nothing else about it but my husband does! He just informed me that Capt. Midnight was Peter Graves. The one who played in Mission Impossible. I didn't know that myself. Pat ----- Original Message ----- From: Kenneth Banasiewicz <bwhiz@mindspring.com> To: <DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Saturday, August 28, 1999 10:18 PM Subject: Remember when? > My mother tells the story of when she got married in 1955. My uncle was younger and just not into the mushy stuff. Therefore, he was sent fishing. At a critical moment in the ceremony, he came in and asked "Is this mess over, it's almost time for Captain Midnight". Who remembers him???? > > Marsha > > > ==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== > Hi Ho! Hi Ho! Now where did my ancestors go ?? > >

My mother tells the story of when she got married in 1955. My uncle was younger and just not into the mushy stuff. Therefore, he was sent fishing. At a critical moment in the ceremony, he came in and asked "Is this mess over, it's almost time for Captain Midnight". Who remembers him???? Marsha

Marsha, I never tried the tinkertoy pieces. Probably would have be louder. ----- Original Message ----- From: Kenneth Banasiewicz <bwhiz@mindspring.com> To: <DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Saturday, August 28, 1999 8:19 PM Subject: Re: Do you remember? > Oh yeah. And those tinkertoy pieces worked good too. > > Marsha > > -----Original Message----- > From: patmc <patmc@sstelco.com> > To: DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com <DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com> > Date: Saturday, August 28, 1999 6:56 PM > Subject: Re: Do you remember? > > > >Sent: Saturday, August 28, 1999 6:54 PM > >Subject: Re: Do you remember? > > > > > >> Yeah, I used to love to do that! Mom and Dad couldn't keep cards to play > >> with because of us kids and our bikes. Guess we're giving away our age, > >> huh? But it was fun!! > >> Pat > >> > >> ----- Original Message ----- > >> From: B.J. Clay <bclay@pan-tex.net> > >> To: <DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com> > >> Sent: Saturday, August 28, 1999 7:03 PM > >> Subject: Re: Do you remember? > >> > >> > >> > Pat, how about attaching playing cards to spokes of bicycle with > cloths > >> > pin to get the "motor sound". I would complain about getting old but > >> > the alternative is a real downer :) B.J. > >> > > >> > > >> > ==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== > >> > GENEALOGY is like Hide & Seek: > >> > They Hide & I Seek !! > >> > > >> > > >> > > >> > > >> > > >> > > > > > >==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== > >My family tree must have been used for Firewood !!! > > > > > ==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== > Hi Ho! Hi Ho! Now where did my ancestors go ?? > >

Someone else remembers "Winky Dink"!! Did you have the Winky Dink kit, too? Sandy Ellis > > Back in the B&W TV days there was a kid's program on Sat morning where you > put a piece of plastic on the screen and then used crayons to draw on it. > It was an interactive cartoon where you helped the hero escape by drawing a > ladder or a parachute or whatever he needed. Does anybody remember the name > of the program? I think this was in the early 50's. > > It sticks in my head that this was Tom Terrific with Mighty Manfried the > Wonder Dog and the Villan was Rotty Appleton "rotten to the core", but I > think I'm getting two shows mixed up. > > HarryB > > > ==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== > What do you mean my Birth Certificate expired ??? > >

All this talk about the colored plastic strips has got me thinking of something else. Back in the B&W TV days there was a kid's program on Sat morning where you put a piece of plastic on the screen and then used crayons to draw on it. It was an interactive cartoon where you helped the hero escape by drawing a ladder or a parachute or whatever he needed. Does anybody remember the name of the program? I think this was in the early 50's. It sticks in my head that this was Tom Terrific with Mighty Manfried the Wonder Dog and the Villan was Rotty Appleton "rotten to the core", but I think I'm getting two shows mixed up. HarryB

Oh yeah. And those tinkertoy pieces worked good too. Marsha -----Original Message----- From: patmc <patmc@sstelco.com> To: DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com <DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com> Date: Saturday, August 28, 1999 6:56 PM Subject: Re: Do you remember? >Sent: Saturday, August 28, 1999 6:54 PM >Subject: Re: Do you remember? > > >> Yeah, I used to love to do that! Mom and Dad couldn't keep cards to play >> with because of us kids and our bikes. Guess we're giving away our age, >> huh? But it was fun!! >> Pat >> >> ----- Original Message ----- >> From: B.J. Clay <bclay@pan-tex.net> >> To: <DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com> >> Sent: Saturday, August 28, 1999 7:03 PM >> Subject: Re: Do you remember? >> >> >> > Pat, how about attaching playing cards to spokes of bicycle with cloths >> > pin to get the "motor sound". I would complain about getting old but >> > the alternative is a real downer :) B.J. >> > >> > >> > ==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== >> > GENEALOGY is like Hide & Seek: >> > They Hide & I Seek !! >> > >> > >> > >> > >> > >> > > >==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== >My family tree must have been used for Firewood !!! >

Pat, how about attaching playing cards to spokes of bicycle with cloths pin to get the "motor sound". I would complain about getting old but the alternative is a real downer :) B.J.

Me, too, Dave! What a small world. I went to Elmhurst College in the 60's and I have been told that they still have not won a football game. :-) ----- Original Message ----- From: David L. Snow <DLSNOW@worldnet.att.net> To: <DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Friday, August 27, 1999 10:57 PM Subject: Re: Info on Genealogy and Copyrights. > Hey Susan, a Gen Class at COD. No Kidding.....Good for you. Did my > under-graduate work at Elmhurst. > > Dave > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- > ------------- > At 06:48 PM 8/27/1999 -0500, you wrote: > >Carolyn, > > > >I teach genealogy at the College of DuPage in Glen Ellyn, Illinois. So, my > >opinion tends to be more conservative than some other family historians, but > >I do not consider a discussion group on the internet to be a source. (A > >valuable help, but not a source.) If someone posts a query, and I respond, > >I include the actual source reference so the other person can consult it and > >evaluate it for themselves. I also do not regard webpages, the I.G.I., > >CD-ROM's and published or unpublished indexes as sources. They are aids > >which lead us to sources. If you do not examine a source for yourself, but > >rely on the accuracy of another person to do a lookup for you, you could > >risk the validity of your work. More importantly, you miss the opportunity > >to view the actual document, court record, grave marker, artifact, etc., > >and the possibility of seeing additional information which could be of value > >to you. > > > >That is just my opinion, but I hope it helps. > > > >Susan > > > >----- Original Message ----- > >From: <Familybuff@cs.com> > >To: <DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com> > >Sent: Friday, August 27, 1999 6:21 PM > >Subject: Re: Info on Genealogy and Copyrights. > > > > > >> I am in the beginning stages of writing about our Whitford family. Is it > >> permissible for me to document a source as "Danville Crossing List on the > >> Internet"? I have received data from members of the list. > >> Thank you. > >> Carolyn Whitford > >> > >> > >> ==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== > >> My family tree must have been used for Firewood !!! > >> > > > > > > > >==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== > >My genealogy software won't accept "spaceship" > >as a "Place of Birth"..... Now What ???? > > > > > ==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== > My Family Tree has Root Rot !! > >

I'd like to invite you to visit the Obituary Links Page. There are many sources for obituaries, cemetery inscriptions, mortality schedules, death notices, as well as birth, marriage, and anniversary announcements arranged by state and county. The URL is http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Bluffs/7748/obit/obituary.htm. Thanks, Bill Cribbs Cribbs-Krebs-Creps-Kribbs Family History

Sent: Saturday, August 28, 1999 6:54 PM Subject: Re: Do you remember? > Yeah, I used to love to do that! Mom and Dad couldn't keep cards to play > with because of us kids and our bikes. Guess we're giving away our age, > huh? But it was fun!! > Pat > > ----- Original Message ----- > From: B.J. Clay <bclay@pan-tex.net> > To: <DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com> > Sent: Saturday, August 28, 1999 7:03 PM > Subject: Re: Do you remember? > > > > Pat, how about attaching playing cards to spokes of bicycle with cloths > > pin to get the "motor sound". I would complain about getting old but > > the alternative is a real downer :) B.J. > > > > > > ==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== > > GENEALOGY is like Hide & Seek: > > They Hide & I Seek !! > > > > > > > > > > >

B.J. Yeah, we did good to get one new pair of shoes a year and like you said they had to last! I've put lots of cardboard patches over the holes, glued soles back on and what have you just as long as they made it through until spring and summer! Yeah, and wearing tin cans on your shoes and walking on stilts was hard on them too! Pat ----- Original Message ----- From: B.J. Clay <bclay@pan-tex.net> To: patmc <patmc@sstelco.com> Sent: Saturday, August 28, 1999 6:41 PM Subject: Re: Do you remember? > Pat, I don't know if your folks were like mine but we got a pair of > shoes for school and had to last. I remember putting cardboard in the > bottom to cover up holes. Hop scotch and jump rope would wear them out > pretty fast. B.J. >

Sorry, B.J. I meant to send that online and I goofed! Sent: Saturday, August 28, 1999 6:15 PM Subject: Re: Do you remember? > B. J., > I'm not Sharon but I do remember sleeping outside in the yard in the > summertime and we lived right off a main highway. Wouldn't want to try it > now, probably get knocked in the head! I also remember we couldn't wait > until the 1st day of May to go barefooted! One year it snowed on that day > and we were so disappointed! > Pat > ----- Original Message ----- > From: B.J. Clay <bclay@pan-tex.net> > To: <DanvilleCrossing-L@rootsweb.com> > Sent: Saturday, August 28, 1999 6:10 PM > Subject: Re: Do you remember? > > > > Sharon, I remember the colored film that we taped on the t.v. set. To > > this day I can't believe we were stupid enough to believe it would work. > > I remember our first t.v. It was when I Love Lucy was so popular. My > > Dad had seen the show somewhere and he bought a television. He had the > > man install it that day so he wouldn't miss the I Love Lucy show that > > night :). Can you remember sleeping out in the yard in the summer > > time? Sure wouldn't try that in most places now. B.J.(Massey) Clay > > > > > > ==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== > > Hi Ho! Hi Ho! Now where did my ancestors go ?? > > > > >