I think the song that starts out "All the chapel bells are ringing... is The Three Bells", can't remember the guy who sings it. Ed Brown? Ames? Anyhow the bells ring when Jimmy Brown is born, married, and "his soul wings its way to heaven". Sherry (Enjoy the stories!)

Thank you, Kim......I'm learning about one new thing every day about this little compjuter gem! Ramona, I guess the two stories I sent only went to you - could you forward them to the rest? And Ramona asked me to share the story of the side-saddle riding, so here goes: My great-grandfather's older sister was HARRIET MASON GRAY. Her husband, ALEXANDER GRAY, had lost a leg in the Battle of New Orleans, Jan. 8, 1815.... Page 1: "Father told me he had seen ALECK plow in the fields until blood would run down his wooden leg. Father would laugh and tell how HARRIET would call her girls before daylight on Monday mornings and say, 'Get up gals, it's already late. Today is Monday, tomorrow is Tuesday and then next day Wednesday - the week half gone and nothing done.' She was a widow for many years and many stories were current of her eccentricities and doings. She scorned the side saddle made for women and rode astride a man's saddle in the present style. Once she was thrown by a horse on a country road and landed astride the fork of a tree in such a way that she could not dislodge herself and so had to wait until a traveler came along and released her. Once during the Civil War some soldiers came by her farm when she was absent and took several of her horses. As soon as she learned of it, she followed after and overtook them and made it so hot for their commander he gave back the horses." Kay

----- Original Message ----- From: <KLMPIANO@aol.com> To: <KENTUCKY-LEGENDS-L@folklore.rootsweb.com> Sent: Saturday, September 18, 1999 11:43 PM Subject: [KYL&F] Hair-cuts and the Use of Tobacco > >From Grandfather's Journal, page 60: > > "As there were no barbers the men cut hair for each other with the family > shears. As a result the tendency to wear long hair and mustachios and beard > was prevalent. Older men got their wives to trim the edges of their hair and > beard which, as most men chewed tobacco, was usualy stained by its juice > (older women smoked clay or corncob pipes and their teeth and lips were > nicotine stained - so it was six of one and half a dozen of the other." > > Kay > >

----- Original Message ----- From: <KLMPIANO@aol.com> To: <KENTUCKY-LEGENDS-L@folklore.rootsweb.com> Sent: Sunday, September 19, 1999 12:00 AM Subject: [KYL&F] sunbonnets > Grandfather's Journal, page 57: > > "While the girls and younger women often wore hats to Sunday meeting > almost all women and girls wore bonnets - specially in summer - and prided > themselves on their ability to cut out from the cloth and make their bonnets > - from the common everyday slat bonnet to the nicest quilted pattern for > Sunday wear - and do them up, too - along with other items which had to be > starched and ironed. > Made their own starch from potatoes and used about an eight pound iron > which was heated on the open wood fire. Those old irons had iron handles > which got hot, too, and a heavy cloth was used to prevent burning the user's > hand - until a detachable handle was invented - that was something!" > > Kay > >

This has nothing to do with Folklore or Legends, or anything else we discuss. I just found it amusing. Kim To Technical Support: > > > Last year I upgraded from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0 and noticed that the > new program began unexpected child processing that took up a lot of space > and valuable resources. No mention of this phenomenon was included in the > product brochure In addition, wife 1.0 installs itself into all other > programs and launches during system initialization, where it monitors all > other system activity. > > Applications such as Poker night 10.3, Drunken Boys Night 2.5 and Saturday > Football 5.0 no longer run, crashing the system whenever selected. I can not > seem to keep Wife 1.0 in the background while attempting to run some of my > other favorite applications. I am thinking about going back to Girlfriend > 7.0, but un-install does not work on this program. > > Can you help me, please? > > > Thanks Joe > > Dear Joe : > > This is a very common problem men complain about but is mostly due to a > primary misconception. Many people upgrade from girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0 > with the idea that Wife 1.0 is merely a "UTILITIES & ENTERTAINMENT" > program. > > Wife 1.0 is an OPERATING SYSTEM and designed by its creator to run > everything. It is unlikely you would be able to purge Wife 1.0 and still > convert back to Girlfriend 7.0. Hidden operating files within your system > would cause Girlfriend 7.0 to emulate Wife 1.0 so nothing is gained. It is > impossible to un-install, delete, or purge the program files from the > system once installed. > > You can not go back to Girlfriend 7.0 because Wife 1.0 is not designed to do > this. Some have tried to install Girlfriend 8.0 or Wife 2.0 but end up with > more problems than the original system. Look in your manual under > "Warnings-Alimony /Child Support." > > I recommend you keep Wife 1.0 and just deal with the situation. Having Wife > 1.0 installed myself, I might also suggest you read the entire section > regarding General Partnership Faults (GPFs). You must assume all > responsibility for faults and problems that might occur, regardless of their > cause. The best course of action will be to enter the command > C:\APOLOGIZE. > In any case avoid excessive use of the "Esc" key because ultimately you will >have to give the > APOLOGIZE command before the operating system will return to normal. The > system will run smooth as long as you take the blame for all the PS. Wife > 1.0 is a great program, but very high maintenance. > > Consider buying addition software to improve the performance of Wife 1.0. I > recommend Flowers 2.1 and Chocolates 5.0. Do not, under any circumstances, > install Secretary With Short Skirt 3.3. This is not a supported application > for Wife 1.0 and is likely to cause irreversible damage to the operating > system. > > Best of luck > Tech Support

Kay, You should click "reply to all" if you want your message to be viewed by all listers. When sending a reply, look at the address in the "TO..." window at the top of your message, that shows you who will receive your message. Kim -----Original Message----- From: KLMPIANO@aol.com [SMTP:KLMPIANO@aol.com] Sent: Saturday, September 18, 1999 11:53 PM To: KENTUCKY-LEGENDS-L@folklore.rootsweb.com Subject: [KYL&F] messages Everybody.... I wonder if I"m doing something wrong when I just hit the "reply" button - does my message only go to that one person or the whole bunch of us? I know I'm not getting all the messages because people start talking about subjects like they have already been mentioned .... and I don't have a clue. Help me!!! Aaaarrrrgggghhh! What am I doing wrong? Kay

Carl thank you for the information on the chat room--I will check that out. Kay I think it is the time difference between California and the rest of the subscribers is the reason it seems no one is getting your messages. They are coming through--and I love 'em--Thank You. Would you share the story about your Ancestress who did not ride side saddle either---and what happened to her. That story tickles me everytime I think of it. I don't remember "Behind the Green Door" I must look that one up. I only wore crinolines a couple of times--the one I mentioned was because of a dare Randy Whitley challenged me to do. He and I were Buddies in grade school---and I can't remember why in this world we thought we would dress up and go to the High School Sock Hop; but we did. We had fun too---we got in the line dance doing La Co Ca Racca---or however you spell it---I now know it means cockroach. But it was fun. That is why I always loved Keith Whitley's song "Homecoming '63" so well. Keith made part of that video at the Sandy Hook High School Gym. Randy and Keith are both gone---and I will forever miss them. And Joann it was a real Sock Hop---shoes off at the door. If anyone can think of anything to start a conversation let me know. Brain-freeze has set in on me today. Lynn are you having a good time with your company---I know you are--tell them HEY from us all. A NOTE TO OUR TEACHERS HERE ON LEGENDS: My hat is off to all of you; in today's world teaching seems to have become as dangerous a profession as being a Policeman or State Highway Patrolman. What does that say about our Nation? A sad thought---but one that must be addressed. Sincerely, Ramona

Jimmy Stewart was playing in "The Glenn Miller Story", the bandleader. "Green Door" by Frankie Vaughn. ---I saw Frankie Vaughn when I went to England on the QE2. He performed the first night I was on the ship. Television can never take the place of the radio and the way it let your imagination create the story for you. Such wonderful programs!! Do any of you remember "Beulah"? At home, it came on for 15 minutes every day at noon, while I was home from school during my lunch hour. I loved the show. Then I listened to Homer and Jethro on the "Midday Merry-go-Round" from Knoxville, TN........... Pat -----Original Message----- From: Mbdiggin@aol.com <Mbdiggin@aol.com> To: KENTUCKY-LEGENDS-L@folklore.rootsweb.com <KENTUCKY-LEGENDS-L@folklore.rootsweb.com> Date: Saturday, September 18, 1999 8:57 PM Subject: [KYL&F] Poodle skirts >Hi Ramona, >I am here and I mentioned the Poodle Skirts this morning before I went to >work. I just got home. I do remember when we wore our sweaters backwards. >How about fountain pens that had the lever you pushed to fill the pen with >ink? I had a Shaeffer and a Parker and thought I was rich. Remember the >James Stewart movies with June Allyson? My favorite was the one they played >The Little Brown Jug in. What was the name of that movie? I loved all those >movies he played in that represented the Big Band Era. Some of my favorite >songs were: When the moon hits your eye like a big Pizza Pie 'That's Amore' >and Behind the Green Door. Which reminds me of when my Grandpa and I used >to "watch" the radio and you could just see what was happening. We listened >to 'THE FAT MAN' where as an introduction to the show the announcer would >say," He's stepping on the scale, weight 350 pounds, The Fat Man," We also >listened to The Squeaking Door, Amos & Andy, and a few more that don't come >to me right now. Enough for this time. Just wanted you all to know I was >here. >Mary > >

Is this the song? "All the chapel bells were ringing, in the little village town And the songs that they were singing, were for baby Jimmy Brown. Then the little congregation, prayed for guidance from above Bless this hour of medication, May ?????? " (then Jimmy Brown meets his love..... for Jimmy and his bride ....and then Jimmy Brown dies. (can't remember the words).................pAT -----Original Message----- From: Sherry Arlotta <arlottas@ix.netcom.com> To: KENTUCKY-LEGENDS-L@folklore.rootsweb.com <KENTUCKY-LEGENDS-L@folklore.rootsweb.com> Date: Sunday, September 19, 1999 1:17 AM Subject: [KYL&F] (no subject) >You all are bringing back so many great memories from the 50's and >before. As a little girl I wore many feedsack dresses and pinafores. >Joann, I had to wear heavy scratchy wool pants underneath my dresses too >when I went to school in the wintertime. I'd walk through the snow to >meet the bus, then would get so uncomfortable on the warm bus. It seemed >to take forever to get coat, mittens, hat, boots and scarf off in the >cloak room once I got to school. Then at recess time it all had to be >put back on again. Can anyone remember the games they played at recess? >Red Rover, Red Rover......Little Sally Saucer...Kick the Can. >Those hoop petticoats were a real challenge for me.....the first time I >sat down in one (at home, thank goodness), the whole front of my dress >popped up, so I had to practice wearing it before I could go out in >public. Used to heavily starch those can-can petticoats so they would >stand out farther. Remember those circle skirts made of felt? I'd >completely forgotten about the fake fur collars with the little fur >pom-poms. Also wore a white one made of angora with the button-up >sweater on backwards and the black and white saddle shoes. Remember when >pink and black clothing was all the rage and when we used to wear pony >tails and our blue jeans rolled up? And then there was Dick Clark and >American Bandstand. It's amazing, but that guy doesn't seem to have >aged. Think he's definitely found the anti-aging secret. Remember how >the kids on the show used to rate the songs? Some songs I >remember......Sixteen Candles....Blueberry Hill....Itsy BitsyTeeny Weeny >Yellow Polka Dot Bikini...It's All in the Game.....Honeycomb....That'll >Be the Day....Unchained Melody....Winter Wonderland...Battle of New >Orleans. I still have all my 45's too. But what was that song that >started out "All the chapel bells were ringing"? I must be experiencing >a "senior moment" because it was one of my favorites and I can't >remember what it was. Did anyone ever go on a hayride in the fall on a >crispy, cold evening, then have a weiner roast and roast marshmallows >over the fire for dessert? They were such fun! Other memories....sock >hops....the dance, the Stroll....my first really fancy formal dress, it >was blue, completely covered with nylon net ruffles. Remember when >frozen custard first came out? That's coming back again. A new place >just opened up about a mile from my house. Guess everything comes back >eventually. Just wish some of the values we all grew up with would come >back into vogue again. > >Sherry in Arizona > >

--part1_3e9ae7c4.2515c1a6_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Here it is! --part1_3e9ae7c4.2515c1a6_boundary Content-Type: message/rfc822 Content-Disposition: inline Return-Path: <kywy@zoomnet.net> Received: from rly-yd05.mx.aol.com (rly-yd05.mail.aol.com [172.18.150.5]) by air-yd02.mail.aol.com (v60.28) with ESMTP; Sat, 18 Sep 1999 21:34:45 -0400 Received: from ns3.zoomnet.net (ns3.zoomnet.net [206.230.102.14]) by rly-yd05.mx.aol.com (v61.9) with ESMTP; Sat, 18 Sep 1999 21:34:34 -0400 Received: from oemcomputer (port-1-04-56k.chillicothe.zoomnet.net [208.31.76.19]) by ns3.zoomnet.net (8.9.1/8.9.1) with SMTP id VAA22473 for <Mbdiggin@aol.com>; Sat, 18 Sep 1999 21:34:32 -0400 (EDT) Message-ID: <009901bf023d$90b7f9e0$115df5cd@oemcomputer> Reply-To: "Ramona" <kywy@zoomnet.net> From: "Ramona" <kywy@zoomnet.net> To: <Mbdiggin@aol.com> References: <cd4d49d2.25159122@aol.com> Subject: Re: [KYL&F] WHILE THINKING OF------- Date: Sat, 18 Sep 1999 21:22:44 -0400 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-Mailer: Microsoft Outlook Express 5.00.2314.1300 X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V5.00.2314.1300 Mary! Leave it to my Kin Folk to make a bad list of things worse! Lordy--send this to the list! This one is so bad---it made me laugh--I'm awful! Cuz, Mona ----- Original Message ----- From: <Mbdiggin@aol.com> To: <kywy@zoomnet.net> Sent: Saturday, September 18, 1999 9:06 PM Subject: Re: [KYL&F] WHILE THINKING OF------- > I remember the Bee Hive Hair Do tale, but not the others. There was also a > story around Greenup that a boy got a cock roach in his ear and his head hurt > so bad that one day when his pop was chopping wood he laid his head down on > the chopping block and told him to chop it off. Well, his dad just hit the > chop block and they said his head was so rotten that it split open and cock > roaches flew everywhere. > Cousin Mary > > --part1_3e9ae7c4.2515c1a6_boundary--

The night was high school graduation. I was wearing my new white organdy dress. Had on my crinolin underneath to hold out the gathered skirt. After the ceremony was over, I was walking down the church steps wearing my 3-inch high, white mesh sandals that I could hardly walk in. My sisters were looking up at me and when I approached them they told me they could see straight up between my crinolin and dress. The skirt of my dress was so stiff the crinolin didn't even touch it..........Pat -----Original Message----- From: Ramona <kywy@zoomnet.net> To: Pat Oneal <peon@icx.net> Date: Saturday, September 18, 1999 11:37 PM Subject: Re: [KYL&F] WHO MENTIONED POODLE SKIRTS? >Hi Pat! >I loved to Jitterbug and one time I will never forget; I tried to out do >every other girl with the fullest skirt possible ( I must have had 6 >crinolines >on--some borrowed from my Aunts and too big around the waist!) and >I could not sit down that night---my skirt-tale would come popping up >over my head! >Did you ever have this wonderful experience? >Sincerely, >Ramona > >----- Original Message ----- >From: Pat Oneal <peon@icx.net> >To: Ramona <kywy@zoomnet.net> >Sent: Saturday, September 18, 1999 11:00 PM >Subject: Re: [KYL&F] WHO MENTIONED POODLE SKIRTS? > > >> Ramona has gone back to my days. Oh, the wonderful popular music we >> listened to, the love songs, the Big Bands, the Jitterbug. I thought >Perry >> Como was the dreamiest singer ever. He sang a song that most of you won't >> recall, but naturally, I do. It was called "Patricia, my darling, >> Patricia". That was music!! The petticoats were called 'crinolins'. I >had >> my first one when I went on the senior trip to Washington, D.C. in '54. >> They didn't have wire in them. They were kinda like your square dance >> crinolins, except they were made of netting. Mine was so stiff and >gathered >> so full you could hardly sit in them. By sewing row after row of crinolin >> together, with each row gathered as full as possible, there was no doubt, >> you had better have a mighty full skirt to top them. >> If you'll notice, they are bringing back the little nylon sweater >sets, >> but they're not quite as nice as ours were. And, yes, for a change of >pace, >> we wore them buttoned backwards. Do you remember the year the 'hot pink' >> and 'chartreuse' sweaters and socks to match came in style. I had one of >> each, and my chartreuse set almost glowed. (Of course, today, everything >> glows!). The white buckskin shoes---oh, my! I thought I was in heaven >when >> my mother let me buy a pair of those. .... >> WOULD YOU BELIEVE---MISS KENTUCKY WON THE MISS AMERICA >> CONTEST........Pat >> -----Original Message----- >> From: Ramona <kywy@zoomnet.net> >> To: KENTUCKY-LEGENDS-L@folklore.rootsweb.com >> <KENTUCKY-LEGENDS-L@folklore.rootsweb.com> >> Date: Saturday, September 18, 1999 12:57 PM >> Subject: [KYL&F] WHO MENTIONED POODLE SKIRTS? >> >> >> >I remember the Poodle skirts and those big petticoats we wore under them. >> >For some reason---the more petticoats--I think the petticoats had a wire >> >sewed into the hem for maximum puffing (is this a word?) of one's skirt >> >or dress. >> >The farther out one's dress or skirt went the more esteemed one was. >> >It was like having the best spit curls--or the most fake fur collars to >put >> >on one's sweaters. >> >Remember when it was the Fad to wear your cardigan backwards? >> >Where is the 50 tunes---Remember--At the Hop? >> >And some great love songs---In the Still of the Night---For Your Precious >> >Love---One Night With You! Oh WOW! >> >Ramona >> > >> > >> > >> > >> > >> > >> > >> >> >> > >

Now let's be fair here. In the olden days there were good girls and bad girls. There were some of my ancestors that had children out of wedlock as far back as 1849 and as early as 14 years old. There were kids that went to my high school that got drunk every Friday night and there were several kids in Greenup that went to jail so many times as an adult they were considered to be habitual criminals and went to an adult prison. There were children that were abused, starved, deserted, etc. I didn't believe it when my mother-in-law told me a few years before she died in 1998 at 92 that kids in her day were just as bad as they are now but it was just kept hidden. I was not very popular in school because I didn't drink and had to be home at dark and that was pretty early in the winter time.LOL. Mother was very strict with me, but that was not the case with all children. I remember one time I had a boyfriend that told me to put out or get out. I reminded him that he was in MY car and I guessed he was the one who would be walkin. haha. With all the media we are just more informed of what goes on today and what used to be kept in the family is now open information to the whole world. Sorry I got on my soapbox, but I really don't want to classify all kids of today as bad when per capita they probably aren't much worse than they were back in the good ole days, they just didn't have the same tools to be bad with then that they do now. Instead of guns and knives they used their fists and instead of drugs they used alcohol. I hope I don't get kicked out for sending this, but you know how we Kentuckians are - just don't know when to keep our mouths shut sometimes. Mary

Grandfather's Journal, page 57: "While the girls and younger women often wore hats to Sunday meeting almost all women and girls wore bonnets - specially in summer - and prided themselves on their ability to cut out from the cloth and make their bonnets - from the common everyday slat bonnet to the nicest quilted pattern for Sunday wear - and do them up, too - along with other items which had to be starched and ironed. Made their own starch from potatoes and used about an eight pound iron which was heated on the open wood fire. Those old irons had iron handles which got hot, too, and a heavy cloth was used to prevent burning the user's hand - until a detachable handle was invented - that was something!" Kay

Everybody.... I wonder if I"m doing something wrong when I just hit the "reply" button - does my message only go to that one person or the whole bunch of us? I know I'm not getting all the messages because people start talking about subjects like they have already been mentioned .... and I don't have a clue. Help me!!! Aaaarrrrgggghhh! What am I doing wrong? Kay

>From Grandfather's Journal, page 60: "As there were no barbers the men cut hair for each other with the family shears. As a result the tendency to wear long hair and mustachios and beard was prevalent. Older men got their wives to trim the edges of their hair and beard which, as most men chewed tobacco, was usualy stained by its juice (older women smoked clay or corncob pipes and their teeth and lips were nicotine stained - so it was six of one and half a dozen of the other." Kay

I am going to share with you three folktales/hainttales or whatever you prefer to call them that have been in my mother's family for years. My Great-Grandfather was Robert E. Lee Fraley; after his first wife my Great-Grandmother Verlina Sturgill Fraley passed away Grandfather Robert married my Grandfather Dewey Smith's youngest sister Virginia "Virgie" Smith. Robert and Virgie Smith Fraley had 4 children together; the last children they had were twin girls named Ella and Alice who were born 2 weeks apart and both passed away. My Great-Grandmother Virgie went into a deep-depression at the lost of her babies; but being a good wife and knowing harvest time had come she told Great-Grandfather Robert to go on and get the corn in from the fields. My mother, Uncle Curt, and Aunt Mavis were all helping Great-Grandfather Robert get the corn in. They told me that Great-Grandpa got very quiet and was staring at something a few rows over. After a bit he turned to them and said, "Let us go to the house children, Mother is gone. I have just seen her hoeing with a golden hoe." When they returned to the house my Great Grandmother Virgie Smith Fraley had died in her sleep. 2) It had been a very busy day of canning at my Grandma's home on Rocky Branch in Elliott Co.,KY. This was before Gramma got a gas stove and you all know how hot those big old wood cookstoves could make a house. I had stepped outside to sit on the porch---standing leaning against the first tree in my Grandparent's yard was a man wearing dark pants--a lighter colored shirt--sometype of vest over it---and what looked like a felt hat. I stood there staring at him and he tipped his hat at me. I went into the house where Gramma and Grandpa where having their milk and bread and told them there was a man standing under the tree in the front yard and he seemed friendly as he had tipped his hat at me. Grandpa picked up his napkin--wiped his mouth--and said, "That fellow has been standin' under that tree tippin' his hat for over 50 yer---sit on down here and he'll go along directly." That calm--is how Grandpa said that. I have never forgotten that man's face and often wish I was an artist so I could draw a picture of him leaning against that tree that dark night. 3) There legend of the "Death Horses" that run around my Grandparents home I have heard all my Life. I have never heard the "Death Horses" and do not understand why my family calls the sounds that--they do not seem to be an omen of death. I am told my Mom and the other members of the family that have heard them, that the horses start way back at the head of the holler and then start running very fast toward the house. I am told you can hear their breathe from the hard running they are doing--after they reach Gramma and Grandpa's home the horses circle it---sometimes for a few minutes sometimes for as long as an hour---then they are heard going back up the holler the way they started. Many people in Elliott County KY are afraid of my Grandparents home because of the Legend of the Death Horses. Do any other families here on Legends have folktales of omens and ghosts in their family? Thank you, Ramona

As a teacher for 21 years, I have seen the deterioration of manners and respect . I attribute that to the less and less involvement of the parents and adults in the child's life. And often when I meet the parents, I know why the children have the attitude, manners they do. I have to beg to get parents to talk to me. I do my best to teach manners - my boys hold open doors for others and those going through the door had best say thank you. Napkins are on laps in the lunchroom. Many parents have little to do with their children it seems - there is no conversation going on, no morals being taught, no manners being taught and kids basically raising themselves. I have had parents come in and say to my face they stay in bed all the time and they can not control a 6 year old and the kids drive them crazy. The schools feed the children breakfast (we have had parents say they do not like to get out of bed so the children do not get breakfast) , we feed them lunch, we are expected to teach character education and values (things that used to be taught at home and in church) - the schools are beginning to be expected to do it all and , to be honest, we can not. I have a sign in my classroom that says "Children do not need a better education, they need a better childhood". Guess I need to get off my soapbox now <G> Sandy Grandma Fern wrote: > I probably need to stay off my pedestal about the disrespect that is shown > by teen agers as a whole . However I know some that would eat their supper > standing up if they dared to sass their parents. I have to speak to a bunch > of them tomorrow morning and I hope and pray something will be said that > help them to know there is something in life more that loud noises (notice I > did not say music), Doing it (whatever) because it feels good and seeing how > far they go without getting caught. And I fully agree with you Romona, that > parents (as least some them) can't wait until the kids are gone so that > they can do their thing (Whatever that happens to be) > Someone said for one to Stand up to be seen, Speak to be heard and Shut Up > to be appreciated - I want to be appreciated - So I will shut up - Good > night everyone Grandma Fern

You all are bringing back so many great memories from the 50's and before. As a little girl I wore many feedsack dresses and pinafores. Joann, I had to wear heavy scratchy wool pants underneath my dresses too when I went to school in the wintertime. I'd walk through the snow to meet the bus, then would get so uncomfortable on the warm bus. It seemed to take forever to get coat, mittens, hat, boots and scarf off in the cloak room once I got to school. Then at recess time it all had to be put back on again. Can anyone remember the games they played at recess? Red Rover, Red Rover......Little Sally Saucer...Kick the Can. Those hoop petticoats were a real challenge for me.....the first time I sat down in one (at home, thank goodness), the whole front of my dress popped up, so I had to practice wearing it before I could go out in public. Used to heavily starch those can-can petticoats so they would stand out farther. Remember those circle skirts made of felt? I'd completely forgotten about the fake fur collars with the little fur pom-poms. Also wore a white one made of angora with the button-up sweater on backwards and the black and white saddle shoes. Remember when pink and black clothing was all the rage and when we used to wear pony tails and our blue jeans rolled up? And then there was Dick Clark and American Bandstand. It's amazing, but that guy doesn't seem to have aged. Think he's definitely found the anti-aging secret. Remember how the kids on the show used to rate the songs? Some songs I remember......Sixteen Candles....Blueberry Hill....Itsy BitsyTeeny Weeny Yellow Polka Dot Bikini...It's All in the Game.....Honeycomb....That'll Be the Day....Unchained Melody....Winter Wonderland...Battle of New Orleans. I still have all my 45's too. But what was that song that started out "All the chapel bells were ringing"? I must be experiencing a "senior moment" because it was one of my favorites and I can't remember what it was. Did anyone ever go on a hayride in the fall on a crispy, cold evening, then have a weiner roast and roast marshmallows over the fire for dessert? They were such fun! Other memories....sock hops....the dance, the Stroll....my first really fancy formal dress, it was blue, completely covered with nylon net ruffles. Remember when frozen custard first came out? That's coming back again. A new place just opened up about a mile from my house. Guess everything comes back eventually. Just wish some of the values we all grew up with would come back into vogue again. Sherry in Arizona

Thank you Pat for sharing the story of your sister "gettin' her's" as we always called it. Richard have you ever learned to ride a horse after that mortifying experience? If you did--you're a better man than I! I've rode horses since I was little being in the country a lot---I cannot imagine climbing on a horse in England! Too Polite and Correct! My Great Grandmother Dora Hamilton Kidder taught us to curtsy as young ladies--can you believe that! We loved our Great Grandmother--but were afraid to move in her home; unless called upon to sing or recite a poem. Her daughters were not allowed to ride horses--they rode in a buggy like "Ladies should." And my Grandmother Hazel Marie Kidder Bayes told me Great Grandmother Dora would plait their hair so tightly she and her sisters could not "blink until noon." Sincerely, Ramona

>Richard, > Enjoyed your story. Your 'horse' points are well taken. When it comes >to natural body functions, once you start it's hard to stop!! Speaking of >clothes lines---When I was a teenager, my sister would do anything to >tantalize me. We went to school by running out the back door, down the >steps, across the yard, and through the path. Well, we passed the >clothesline post along the way. She would let me go first then she would go >around the other side of the post. You know the old superstition---"Bad >luck if you don't go round the same side." Of course, I would go back and >go around the same side she did, fussin' and cussin' all the way. > Then one day she came flying down the steps, ran under the clothesline >and, by chance, the pole had dropped from the line. She hit that >clothesline smack-dab across the neck. It threw her back, flat on the >ground. I felt I got my revenge that day!! Pat >-----Original Message----- >From: RichPump <RichPump@wf.net> >To: KENTUCKY-LEGENDS-L@folklore.rootsweb.com ><KENTUCKY-LEGENDS-L@folklore.rootsweb.com> >Date: Saturday, September 18, 1999 11:01 AM >Subject: Re: [KYL&F] Farm LIfe > > >>Pat: I hear that parakeet is pretty good bar-b-q-ed? <G> As for horses, >only >>thing horses are good at is running under #9 clothline and using it as >slingshot >>to sending you flying. Will use tree branch in a pinch. I lived in >England for >>several years. Girlfriend talked me in to going riding (horses) one day. >Being a >>non horseman we had to have a instructor. My horse having been woke up >early and >>having a saddle strapped to his back. Cinched down with the old knee in the >gut >>trick. Upon my settling my 240 lb. on his back, decided he needed to >relieve >>himself. The instructor started yelling to make him quit.