Hodgepodge #510

 

By golly, it's Wednesday once more!  
... and y'all know what that means, right?

Let's play The Hodgepodge!

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What's one thing you're excited about in the coming month?

Not much for me personally.
I'm thrilled my son and DIL are flying to Santa Fe and will be renewing their wedding vows at the church my parents used to attend.

Troy's taking Lois up to Los Alamos and I've begged them to take photographs -- in particular, my family's PO Box.  "You've got mail!"

What was your life like when you were 10 years old?

The biggest take-away, I think, was the realization not everyone liked me -- evidence by the bullying my friend Craig and I endured from our teacher, Mr. Hinojosa.  Today, I think he would have been canned.  

My self-esteem nosedived; I'm pretty sure that may have played a part with my parents moving to the North Community.

Come Summer my grandmother passed and daddy had to buy a new car (Fairlane 500) he could ill afford to get us to Minnesota.  It was the first time I saw my father cry ... it scared me so!

What else?

I'd been zealously saving my quarters to buy a German Shepherd (from the Sears catalog!).

Instead, my folks surprised me with a Miniature Schnauzer puppy, I named 'Pepper.'

Everyone was singing "Cathy's Clown" ... dreaming of "A Summer Place."  Oh, and for whatever reason, my mom took me to Mrs. Combs' salon where my braids fell to the pink-and-black tiled floor.

Mortified, I felt my life was over.
Thank goodness, the Great Conductor had other plans.

What's something from your childhood you still enjoy today?

Reading,
my Hudson Bay blanket,
and this sweet egg cup

What state (that you haven't been to) do you most want to visit?  Tell us why.

I've already been to all 50,
but given my reluctance to fly, I'll go with Florida; perhaps Tennessee's Appalachian mountains.

Do you like to drive?  Tell us how you learned to drive.

I don't dislike driving, but I'm more rattled by other drivers' behavior than I once was.  After dark's out of the question.

Learn?  Sunday afternoon's my father would take me up to the deserted parking lot at his workplace.  Shortly thereafter one (or both!) of us decided Drivers Ed class was a better idea.

I've few memories of that time, but vividly remember the handsome Highway Patrolman who came to speak to our class ... how he coined the term (they) use for a traffic light: "Stale green."

60 years later, I still use that term!

Insert your own random thought here:

Stay safe, and thanks for visiting!

Hugs, Myra