[maxmom]

Originally Posted by maxmom

Wow, love this thread!
While I was reading, many of the memories came back to my.We used to live in a 3 floor apartment, the balcony had a fence to the ceiling, so that was my playpen, every morning my grandmother would wipe the floor so I could play, I could see the neighbors coming and going . No pampers back then, cloth diapers, remember the cloth line with all my brothers diapers, my mom used something to get the whites whiter, it was purple I think, and she used to had a bucket where she boiled the clothes with soap and water. Most of all I can remember the smells and tastes of thing...oh boy ...cod fish oil every day to keep colds away, the great smell of rain and fresh grass in the morning....
The ice cream truck...the sound of the harmonica (?)from the guy that sharpened the scissors, he would always ride a bike, and had a wheel with a pedal that he would spin to sharpen, all the ladies running down the street every time they heard him coming....

found this..