At that time, mothers made their daughters bloomers of black sateen. (A shiny black cotton material.) At noon hour, the boys and girls had a baseball game. This one day, a girl was running to the bases when the rubber in her black bloomers broke. They started going down around her legs. She pulled them up, ran to the girls outhouse and took them off. Then she came back to the ball game to resume playing.
When we laugh about this, I say they had to have time out for the bloomers.
Back in 1955 a call went out from the editors of the then Capper’s Weekly asking for readers to send in articles on true pioneers. Hundreds of letters came pouring in from early settlers and their children, many now in their 80s and 90s, and from grandchildren of settlers, all with tales to tell. So many articles were received that a decision was made to create a book, and in 1956, the first My Folks title – My Folks Came in a Covered Wagon – hit the shelves. Nine other books have since been published in the My Folks series, all filled to the brim with true tales from Capper’s readers, and we are proud to make those stories available to our growing online community.