tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967955433805290702.post5593840194293621913..comments2023-11-05T06:41:15.544-06:00Comments on paulinescountrytales: What I Did On My Summer Vacation.Paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04007728342316668058noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967955433805290702.post-68823225302507496782013-08-11T15:27:27.020-05:002013-08-11T15:27:27.020-05:00Really loved this post. Your summers sound a lot l...Really loved this post. Your summers sound a lot like mine. We used to pay Annie Over too, but I haven't met many people who know what I'm talking about if I mention it. And China Berries -- Thomas talks about the China Berry tree, something we didn't have in Kentucky, that grew in their front yard in Alabama. Thanks for this wonderful post.Lorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08506026496063245730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967955433805290702.post-67699616472259264802013-08-10T19:27:42.820-05:002013-08-10T19:27:42.820-05:00I so enjoyed this post! I never went anywhere, ei...I so enjoyed this post! I never went anywhere, either. Still don't. I grew up here and stayed here and don't go further up north than Dallas, further south than Austin, further east than Bryan and I just don't go west. lol So my summers were also spent walking barefoot on the hot asphalt going from one friend's house to another, trying to find someone who would go outside in the heat. I would follow my brother around when I was young and we would walk the creek down to the park and play army with the neighborhood boys all day....follow the ddt truck on our bikes at night thinking it was so cool to be in the "fog", and I, too, had a pair of metal skates with the key....used them so much that when I would take them off, I still felt like I was skating. I was skinny! My parents didn't make us come in til it was dark, which was nearly 9 in the summer. They never worried about us. We sat on the entrance to our subdivision and would wave at truckers going by and act like we were pulling a horn chain to get them to honk at us....the highway ran right by our subdivision at that time. We also knew every one by name, knew every street name in town by the time I was ten, and could give any stranger directions to anyplace in town, and did very often. Those were wonderful days when no one ever locked their door and didn't need to. We also all watched out for each other, and parents watched out for each others kids. You never hear of child abuse or spousal abuse....if there was any, it must have been well hidden. Everyone went to church every time the doors opened. I miss those days.Leave It To Davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10510401202733633537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967955433805290702.post-18416612746537290462013-08-10T13:48:59.503-05:002013-08-10T13:48:59.503-05:00Your long-ago summers sound absolutely delightful....Your long-ago summers sound absolutely delightful. The things you did were better than going on a vacation. That's what summer and childhood is all about.Jonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02619128793632680659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967955433805290702.post-54737484438093903902013-08-10T10:08:49.096-05:002013-08-10T10:08:49.096-05:00WOW what great memories. Most folks never had vac...WOW what great memories. Most folks never had vacations. Ours were always some church function.<br />Oh the memories you conjure up. You seem to be a master of the words. You have a book, just your summer 'vacations'. I think to us the vacation was just 'NO SCHOOL'. NOW AT THIS AGE I WONDER WHY, I could not wait to quit school.<br />Love this one a LOT!jack69https://www.blogger.com/profile/12884137603402812926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967955433805290702.post-92230853950462330442013-08-10T09:34:44.647-05:002013-08-10T09:34:44.647-05:00sounds SOOOO wonderful...sounds SOOOO wonderful...TexWisGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13641962051044162710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967955433805290702.post-15567969072170898012013-08-10T09:17:28.730-05:002013-08-10T09:17:28.730-05:00I know my summers were similar - the kids of today...I know my summers were similar - the kids of today I feel kind of sorry for - they miss all that good stuff.Chatty Cronehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02232040517217024681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967955433805290702.post-37320137944230572182013-08-10T07:17:47.364-05:002013-08-10T07:17:47.364-05:00Great post. Your vacations were similar to mine.Great post. Your vacations were similar to mine.Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02272388069537746789noreply@blogger.com