Random Late Night Thoughts

Dean Martin used to pump gas at the gas station by my house.

When I was about 10 years old and the weight of a jockey, I rode our neighbor's horses as trainers led them around the ring for exercise.  The granddaughter of the neighbors who owned the horses just came for a visit. 

There was a time that I left home in the morning for work, or was it school, make that school, and my parents lived at 634 Market Street and when I got home there was nobody in the house, and as it turns out they had moved from 634 to 640 and they'd neglected to tell me.  My Dad came running out saying "here we are, over here!"  When Daughter Becky asked if I'd ever emotionally recovered from this, I must admit that perhaps I haven't!

In sewing class, we had to make something so I made a white shorts all-one-piece set and there was a parade up Market Street and we were all out on our front porch to watch the parade and one of the neighbors called to tell my mother that I was out in my underwear.  Nosey neighbors.

Becky, you should comb your hair.  Don't type that.

After I held off marrying Freddy (because my mother got sick every time we said we were going to get married) he decided he would head to California to play ball and when he came to tell me that he was leaving, I grabbed his coat and the buttons on the front ripped off.  I felt so bad about it I bought him a new coat.  We ended up getting married and although my mother was sick the rest of her life, we were very happy. 

I was on vacation from my job at the mill and one day I went to pick up my friend Margaret who also worked at the mill, I was driving my dad's jeep, a real jeep, like the ones they used in the war.  I was wearing a strapless dress and all you could see was my shoulders, as I pulled up to the mill I drove between buildings with offices with windows, and the offices were full of men, many of whom thought I was driving a jeep without the benefit of wearing any clothes. 

The Italiains all lived in one area, the Polish in another area, so it was normal for everyone to be segregate, so it was also normal that Freddy and Deano would know each other.  Deano's uncle delivered milk and eventually Freddy and Dean helped.  Once we even went to Dean's uncle's farm to get milk and Freddy went to pick up a big can of milk out of a vat of ice cold water, he dropped it, it broke open and the milk came out and went into the water and the water went into the can. 

My mother never liked the man who collected the rent on the garage.  I'm not sure why.

I think that's enough for tonight.

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