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TAG : Growing Up

Hay Barn on the Family Farm

I could never imagine growing up anywhere except on a farm. The food we had was different from what we enjoy today. The radio took us into the imaginary roles that we played depending on the hour of the day or day of the week. The hay barn was a castle that I could reign in and in my mind close ...

Always Planned On Being a School Teacher

My childhood dream career while growing up was always to be a school teacher. I can remember us kids playing school from an early age.By the time I reached third grade, the first-grade teachers were letting me help grade the first-grade students’ papers. I can still picture all the ...

The Relevance of Time

The other day, I was enjoying a quiet moment at home. My 8-year-old son walked by. I grabbed him, tall as he is, and wrapped my arms around him pulling him down on my lap just like when he was little. "Son," I said, "you must stop growing up. I don't want you to get big and leave me!"He smiled ...

Great Childhood Summer Memories

When I was growing up, life was pretty simple. Playtime was wherever our imaginations took us, and I have summer memories of playing outside for hours with my younger sister.A few blankets attached to the clothesline made a house with rooms for us and our dolls. We had many sheds and a big barn ...

Growing Up During the Depression Era

When I was growing up in the small farming community of Glasgow, Missouri, during the depression era, my parents didn't have a steady income. My dad did day work and also had a team and wagon for hauling. Eventually he bought a Model T truck. Some weeks he made several dollars, but would then ...

Remembering the Family Farm During the Great Depression

My parents had a family farm on 80 acres in Cushing, Wisconsin. I was born in 1922; a doctor and a midwife delivered me at the farmhouse. I lived through the Great Depression, when money was scarce to make the mortgage payments. The man who received the mortgage payments said, "If you can't pay ...