Today the weather made a giant leap into spring, with a jump in temperature of almost twenty degrees. We had been having unusually cold weather, until now. Today it was about 65, and even warmer down at the bottom of the hill where my daughter lives. It is great treat to walk down and stroll in their back lot, full of blooming flowers and shrubs, with a huge plum tree covered with blossoms. We are seeing blossoms on our old apple tree, which we had cut back quite severely last year, but it seems to be coming back nicely. We try to walk some every day, just to keep active. Tomorrow we are going to have a visit from my granddaughter's little boxer dog Kaya, and we are looking forward with pleasure to seeing them all again. Believe me, she will keep us active. That little dog tears up and down the hill and seems never to get tired. We find it amusing to see how she and my old cat get along - like two old friends.
Someone asked me how my mother managed to bathe her children in just an old round tin tub, without running water or even much of a way to heat it. The fact is, she had an old wood-burning stove with a reservoir at the side, and the water kept hot there all the time. She simply dragged out the tub, set it up between two chairs, and filled it up about half full and started with the youngest and worked her way up. I don't remember the water being emptied and refilled, until all the children had been soaped and rinsed. My older brother and sister must have bathed another day, because I was always the last one in. Of course, there were four years between my younger brother and myself, and three more before the next baby appeared. The last baby came along when I was fifteen years old, truly a surprise baby.
That old tin tub served many purposes in those days, as a laungry tub and a container for potatoes and a means of carrying produce in from the garden. I don't remember that it was particularly big, just that it was always in use.
My husband is waiting for me to make up the shopping list for tomorrow. So bye for now.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
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I have wandered here from another blog? Your story of the tub brings back memories of staying with my Great-Grandmother and her making us wash our feet before bed in the toilet...we used to whine and cry but she would hold us over that toilet and make us shake our feet around in the water. Your stories are wonderful...I am assuming you were in the military? I was in the Air Force and met my husband while in. I will be visiting again soon.
Hi. I was indeed in the military, long, long ago. I served in the 2nd Signal Battalion at Arlington Hall in Washington D.C. from August 1944 to September, 1945. I met my husband in Dallas in 1945 and we were discharged together in May 1946.. Then in 1951 he was recalled back into the Air Force and decided to remain in, so I was a military wife until 1969. You can read about Arlington Hall in Google. It was a secret base. We were decoding Japanese war messages until the atom bomb was dropped and we were no longer needed there so we were sent to Dallas to work on military records.
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