Man,those were the good 'ole' days! Or, I think they were...hmmmm...but, it was also the days of the wringer washer that ate my arm one day, and those frozen clothes on the clothes line, no dish washer after sunday dinner, no take out orders, party lines, no remote controls, ............hmmmmm....but there was fire flys in Grandma's Fruit jars, whistling through Grandpa's comb just like he taught us, snapping grean beans late in the evening on the porch, picking blackberries in the hot sun, screaming "Red Rover, Red Rover, send Johnnie right over", eating warm left over pie crust with cinnamon and sugar on it. Drinking cool well water. Man those were the good ole days. Boy, I guess I will get off memory lane, get back to the future and play Frontierville..............LOL.
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