missing things

I miss full service

Remember pulling into the gas station, the guy would come out and fill up your tank, wipe your windshield, check your oil, take your cash/card back inside, and bring your change back?
And a glass!! Or a coaster, or something, just to make ya feel like you meant something as a customer

After 6-8 trips, you had a set of something!

Plus, those of us that *were* those guys that did that, we were always able to get a set of whatever it was that month! Hey, don't laugh, those dishes got me thru two years of college!

I miss Whip-poor-wills...I can remember as a kid sitting on my aunts porch in rural Mississippi and listening to them call as the sun set...and bobwhites...

And going barefoot in the summer..feeling the fine dust between my toes..and after a good rain...the squishy mud...*sighs*

The Boys work at the Shell Station do you want a case of the lil towels they were handing out last month? They look like, what were those things called you took a shower with before there were the *puffs* we use now? Wash Cloths.....I have even heard them referred to as "Wash Rags." Well anyway, that's what they look like and a cheap version of them too boot!

Ever hold a buttercup up to your chin to see if you like butter?

How about blowing those things that the dandilions<sp> turn into?

Have you asked anybody lately if they have a deck of cards? They look at you like your a dinosour! Seems playing solitaire on the computer is much more funner *smiles*

Nice memories on the quail

Had a covey or two of em on our place for decades!! I used to love to sit in the backyard and talk to em, they would do their thing, and I could almost duplicate it whistling. I would sit under the big Sycamore tree and we would carry on quite a conversation.

Yeah, goods times those, and relaxing!

And as for the missing things...
I was gonna say Deb!! But she's posting heheheheh
*winks*

Sunday drives after church and stopping at the Tropical Freeze for Papaya Ice Cream..or a coconut shake..(made from REAL coconut milk!)

Fishing from the bank of a 'cow' pond...thinking you had the BIG ONE...and ends up being a snapping turtle!!

Dirt clod fights.....

and this is something I get to see everyday...the wonder on the faces of some of the kids I haul to school...when we see wild deer or turkeys in a field...I LOVE those OOHS and AHHS Makes feel like I am watching God smile...

Sometimes it is the most simple things that make us remember who is in charge...

AMEN Danse!

Uriah Heep wrote:And as for the missing things...
I was gonna say Deb!! But she's posting heheheheh
*winks*

I miss you too darlin!! (((hugs)))

Great thread here! What happened to sitting on the front porch? That is where my Grandmother went every night after dishes.

I miss flower gardens, and the lady that was not mad when I, as a 4 year old, picked all of her tulips for my grandmother.

I miss my grandmother.

ohhh and my Aunt Tillie's butternut cake with butternut frosting. Do you now how much work it takes to get butternuts?

I miss...and still insist on..glass glasses. Does anyone remember the jewel colored aluminum tumblers? Those were cool and everything seemed colder and better in them.

*sighs*

There are so many things to remember....someday I will remember this too.....

I found this somewhere...don't remember where or even if I have it all right..

I remember butterfly kisses...
I remember a baby's laugh..
I remember mom's hugs...
I remember daddy's hands, strong and gentle or firm, as the need arose...

That is all I can recall of this but it went on and on...

sounds like a country song...
and if it aint, it should be

You are so right!

We should value each day like it was our last..and never be afraid to tell someone..even a stranger.... that you love them..and that they are valuable just because..

Never be in such a rush that we do not smile at everyone we meet..for we never know when we shall see them again in this life.

I have many regrets that I have not followed these rules daily...I hope we never have to face these regrets again.

and never be afraid to tell someone..even a stranger.... that you love them..

Every time i do that, I get my face slapped and the police show up!

Sorry for the derail but ya knew someone had to do it...

things I miss...

DevilsOwn!!!

and I'm currently missin' all you guys.. hope everyone had a great Mother's Day

I hope you did too! Im sure the little ones enjoyed their day.

And a Happy Mothers Day to you too Sis......and Jen! And all you Moms out there!

Love you (((hugs)))

When growing up in Upstate NY, my parents would gather all three kids up on a Sunday and take us to "harvest" the fruit of the season. This usually entailed half a day spent picking blackberries, blackcaps and rasberries along the railroad track, blueberries in the sand dunes, etc. Each of us would have to fill one container with the "fruits" of our labors before we could go home and have the rest of the weekend for ourselves. At the time of course, (about 7 years old til 18), it was yet another chore that we HAD to do before given our time. When we got home, Mom and Dad would clean and prepare the berries. Mom would always reserve enough of the fruit to make a cobbler or dessert for that night. It wasn't until my mother passed, that I realized just how much I missed it.

I was married, with three children of my own by then, living in Texas. We flew to NY the weekend before she passed, said our goodbyes. My father always loved the woods, and at my suggestion, took us all on a trek in the woods behind his home. My sons, being "growing" boys, wanted to take some snacks with them for when they got hungry. I assured them that with Grandpa there, they would not be hungry. No sooner than reaching the edge of the woods, my Dad found a scrub/crab apple tree, picking a couple he handed one to each boy and proceeded into the woods. The walk took us approximately an hour and a half. In which time, the boys experienced the nutrition and taste of wild onions, carrots, mint, apples, beechnuts, berries and yes... even birch/maple twigs. When we got home, I asked what everyone wanted for supper, surprisingly enough, both boys said they were too full to eat. It was the first and only time the boys enjoyed an outing like that. Still after 15 years, they can recall parts of it and relish the memory, almost as much as I do.

Glad to see you on the forums! What a great story! I am sure everyone will enjoy it as much as I have.

Excellent story indeed!

Sad that nature is vanishing at the speed it is, glad they got to experience some of it.