Monday, September 14, 2009

Cartwheel Conversation

With Rachel and Phyllis...

Phyllis and Rachel - July 20, 2009
Christi: Did you ever do cartwheels?
Phyllis: I wasn't limber.
Rachel: I could do cartwheels.
Phyllis: I could stand on my head.
Rachel: I could too.

P: Once there was something called a Deucenberg.
R: Oh that was something special.
P: I think I saw one once. Packards were pretty special too.
R: Oh, yes! 20's and 30's.

Remembering the Media

Here's a list of favorite ads and shows we came up with in class one morning.

August 30, 2007
Berma Shave had progressive signs that were really catchy. Anxious to see what the next one said.

November 15, 2007
Radio-
Jack Armstrong- The All-American Boy
Benny Goodman
Amos and Andy- Comics
Dick Tracy
The Drama Hour
Jack Benny
One Walag King
Tommy Dorsey
Orson Welles

Hall of Fame

Dance Halls

Movies-
Will Rogers
Lone Ranger
Tonto
Abbot and Costello
The Strand
The Oshkosh
The Fox Theater- second

Rachel - Memories of Music

It held an important part of life for my sisters and me when we were growing up. Sundays always found us gathered around the piano. I can remember our dad complaining about playing too loud. But as I consider my growing up on a farm in Nebraska, timed were difficult in the thirties... Not much joy but lots of hard work raising chickens and a garden in Nebraska. Come to think of it, we raised most of our food: Mama baked bread. Boughten bread was a treat! In fact, my children and grand children would be amazed at how primitive living on a farm in the twenties and thirties was! We were very busy. Life was a chore. I envied the town kids. They had it made in their workless days. There was no electricity - until the early thirties -which made a Big difference.

Although times were hard during the depression, we didn't know any better and accepted life as we had it. We were a lot different than kids today, 75 years later.

There was quite a while when singing around the piano was common at our house.

Phyllis and Books

Phyllis:

As a child, I read voraciously. I read books by different authors I liked and books about Indians. I didn't like books about "love" stuff - romances which were very popular with some. I was poor in geography and history - couldn't remember dates and associate time with periods in history. I didn't know who was contemporary and who was ancient history. I would also get confused about places. When I heard about Medford, Oregon, I was surprised that it was the place I had been reading about in history - or so I mistakenly thought it was.

I remember the first book I ever bought - Rebecca, I think it was. It was a major purchase and I started buying a lot of books. But oddly, I don't remember ever having favorite books.

I had a very favorite librarian- Miss Santee. A quote someone made about her: "And still they mazed and still the wonder grew - that one small head could carry all she knew."

Our Class, January 17 2008

Phyllis, Alice, and Rachel are discussing fears.

Alice wonders: "Why do I have a poltergeist in my room?" Lamps are going on and off. The stereo goes on at 10 or 11pm. Many years ago, her farm (bought for $8,000) was reputed to be haunted. Alice had 11 children and didn't ever keep them from a thunder and lightning storm. In an electrical storm you could smell the sulphur and watch the lightning jump from one cow to another.

Phyllis:
Was afraid of heights, and remembers being on a Ferris wheel, suspended out, unable to see the ground below. She remembers the stress of trying to get it just right, making valentines for Valentine's Day.

Rachel and Phyllis remember tasting paste - it had a little metal top and brush.

Somehow we got on the topic of favorite tastes.

Phyllis remembers her mother making marble cakes. "That was really great because you got to lick two pans."

Favorite recipes.
Alice - Spanish rice- baked in a loaf pan (bacon, tomatoes, rice, onions, tomato juice, garlic). Alice canned Hale Heaven peaches.

Phyllis- Old time cream of tomato soup- real tomatoes fresh from the garden. A pinch of baking soda to kill the acid. Phyllis remembers helping Mother with canning - how she would scald tomatoes and slip off the skins.

"Kids these days don't know what it's like to go to the garden, pull up a carrot, wipe it off on your pants and eat it," piped up Rachel.

Alice's Ginger Cookies

Cream together-
1c butter
1c white sugar
1c brown sugar

Add-
2 eggs
1/3c corn syrup or honey
1t vanilla

Mix together then add to creamed mixture-
1c flour
2t ginger
1/2t cinnamon
1/2t nutmeg
1/2t coriander- good on pears and applesauce
1t baking powder
1/2t soda

Add enough flour to make a still dough. Drop by teaspoonful into plain sugar.
Place on baking sheet- 350 degrees honey, 375 degrees corn syrup for 8-10 minutes.

Louise: Before the Hurricane

Prior to Pearl Harbor we used to spend the summer in Madison Ct. on Long Island Sound. My Dad came on weekends and often brought guests. The adults would have a dinner of various seafood (clams, crab, mussels, etc) and my brother, Bob and I would have hot dogs or peanut butter sandwiches and tomato soup. We could walk to the public beach where there was a large pier and breakwater. We had a small wooden boat that my brother could row. We helped clean the cottage and walk to the library on days we didn't spend at the beach. The library was unique in that it had a glass floor upstairs and you could see downstairs through the frosted floor. There was a small stream behind our cottage that opened to the sound. When Bob and I heard a hurricane was expected, we decided to take the rowboat out to get a better look. Bob was rowing as fast as he could and we were almost to the end of the wharf and breakwater when we heard a motor boat coming behind us. It was the uniformed man from the the beach port. "What in the world are you doing out here when we have a hurricane warning?"

"We just wanted to watch the hurricane," We said. He put a rope on our boat and towed us in to the beach. He took our little boat and put it upside down on the top of the bath house and secured it with some rope and sent us home. I don't think Mother was aware that we had taken the boat out. Another thing about our stay at the "Koch Cottage" was that they had pretty pink glass compotes that I used to make dessert by filling with fruit cocktail and Canada Dry ginger ale. We used to take empty mayonnaise jars...