by Danna Shirley
I saw a
magazine titled “Good*Old*Days” and it reminded me of my own good-old-days
childhood. I thought I would rack my 76-year-old brain to recall some of those
precious memories of:
· Drawing a hop scotch with chalk in the driveway and playing with my “taw” made up of chains hooked together.
· Playing tether ball in the backyard where Dad had poured cement into a tire to hold the pole up.
· Playing jacks on the kitchen floor and trying to go “around the world” before catching the ball. I had them in a leather pouch I bought on one of our many family trips from CA to AR and OK, stopping at an Indian Trading Post on Route 66. No interstates in the 50s and 60s. I still have that pouch but the ball doesn’t bounce anymore. 😊
· Lying out on the hot pavement in the summertime looking at the stars and trying to figure out shapes and animals.
· Making mudpies in the backyard.
· Running through the sprinkler on hot days.
· Jumping rope.
· Riding my bike.
· Sliding down the grassy hill on a piece of cardboard at the top of my street.
· Dolls: paper dolls, drawing my own fashionable outfits, coloring them, cutting them out.
· Dolls: playing house, dressing up my dolls; Barbie came along much later for my own daughter
· Paint-by-number pictures.
· Learning to embroider. My first efforts didn’t turn out so well.
· Playing “Go Fish” and “War” and as I got older, “Canasta” with my sisters.
· My favorite toy was a monkey
· Playing school down in the basement where my dad had lined one wall of the garage with blackboards.
· Watching cartoons: Bugs Bunny, Popeye, Road Runner, etc.
· Westerns: my favorite was Roy Rogers, Dale Evans, and the Sons of the Pioneers
· The early sitcoms: Dobie Gillis, Ozzie & Harriet, Gilligan’s Island, Hazel (I wished we had a Hazel in our lives)
· We had milk delivered to our house and he had a key to get in and put it right in the refrigerator.
· Helping my dad do chores around the house. I was his little helper.
· We got new dresses, hats, gloves, purse, and frilly socks to wear to church every Easter.
· Making chocolate chip cookies and eating more of the dough that the cookies.
· Cheerios is still my favorite cereal.
· Vacations: my mom was a school teacher so she always incorporated educational trips to various places: Grand Canyon, Painted Desert, Carlsbad Caverns, Meteor Crater, Niagara Falls, Smithsonian, Independence Hall, Plymouth Rock, the Liberty Bell, and many more over my years of living at home.
I guess I did a good job of racking my brain. What are your childhood memories? Why don’t you plan a trip or two for your family to enjoy America right in your own backyard?