tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post998078329293849990..comments2023-09-30T07:56:14.482-05:00Comments on StitchinByTheLake: Letters From The Past - Number 2StitchinByTheLakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501479854150315011noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-34533518058835888902009-03-06T16:19:00.000-06:002009-03-06T16:19:00.000-06:00Oh..How Wonderful! What memories I am reliving to...Oh..How Wonderful! What memories I am reliving today because of your wonderful post. I, too had a house in the hedgerow and my sister and I had so much fun. <BR/><BR/>We lived on a farm and my parents turned a run down, dilapitated old farm and big farmhouse into a successful business and beautiful home. They worked really hard but they always took time out for us kids...like showing how to sew and embroider....how to ride a horse...how to milk a cow..teaching us manners and respect and much more. Those were the days....I so wish it was like that now.<BR/><BR/>Your post was very enjoyable. I will keep looking ...I hope you write more.Susannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08760379367756142891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-38399337618371930492009-03-03T13:58:00.000-06:002009-03-03T13:58:00.000-06:00Your letter paints a wonderful picture as i read i...Your letter paints a wonderful picture as i read it. Looking forward to the next part!!Linda - Behind My Red Doorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14440663909785788611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-50728557278232583832009-02-28T19:17:00.000-06:002009-02-28T19:17:00.000-06:00Jonquils? We still have snow! And when I plant bul...Jonquils? We still have snow! And when I plant bulbs of any kind, the squirrels eat them anyway...do you have a remedy for that? BTW, Aunt Julie has a couple more quilts to show off...I hope to get photos from her soon so I can post them!Aunt Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07925702578948250425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-61059677763772710622009-02-28T12:45:00.000-06:002009-02-28T12:45:00.000-06:00I came by to say thank you for your visit and I'm ...I came by to say thank you for your visit and I'm so happy that I did. I read your story and it was like I had stepped back into my childhood. I only wish my grands could live like this. But, they would probably think they were being punished. :) I'm going to put you on my blog list, as I want to catch the next chapter. Come by anytime for a visit, you're always welcome. And pease sign my guestbook if you have the time.<BR/><BR/>Hugs,<BR/>ChrisAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-84741927735092402412009-02-28T08:26:00.000-06:002009-02-28T08:26:00.000-06:00Nice hearing about your childhood growing up. Thos...Nice hearing about your childhood growing up. Those were the good old days. I remember our phone # began with YU4. And I loved the party lines -- sometimes. Of course we didn't love them when we needed to use the phone and couldn't. What I liked best about it was that me and my girlfriend (and cousin) were on the same party line and we would use it to make conference calls! One of us would plan to call someone at a particular time, the other would pick it up and we would all talk to each other (an early and free version of a conference call!)Janet,https://www.blogger.com/profile/17796999156668844943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-36131190335654795142009-02-28T06:48:00.000-06:002009-02-28T06:48:00.000-06:00Morning friend...ohhhh I did so enjoy reading this...Morning friend...ohhhh I did so enjoy reading this...brings to mind such a simplier time and so many memories...great post girl.<BR/>Hope all is well on your side fo the mountain...have a great weekend.Pickethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00988937069675602267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-63359113757021449622009-02-27T17:49:00.000-06:002009-02-27T17:49:00.000-06:00What fun reading this post and recalling things fr...What fun reading this post and recalling things from my childhood. You brought back many memories for me. I remember how excited we were when we got our first phone. It was a black rotary phone like the one you pictured. We could not afford a private line so we had a party line. We would have to take turns using the phone with 4 other families that shared our party line. I have not thought of that for years. <BR/><BR/>You should write a book.Grammy Staffyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02574485995391510872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-87184046125305341262009-02-27T15:30:00.000-06:002009-02-27T15:30:00.000-06:00Your jonquils are our daffodils I think ,I so enjo...Your jonquils are our daffodils I think ,I so enjoyed todays entry ,we are so privelidged ,to have started out with nothing and seen it all since then ,we were happy with so very little ,these storys should be told for future generations ,who will hardly believe it ..love Jan xxJanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13887084136241374777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-81249571864669659972009-02-27T11:36:00.000-06:002009-02-27T11:36:00.000-06:00Sounds like a delightful childhood. Your memory o...Sounds like a delightful childhood. Your memory of playing in the woods reminded me of this from my childhood. We had a hallow not to far from my home growing up and we played down in there. We made forts. My brother's had two stories. There was a creek that ran through it that you could wade in. It was great fun. Thanks for sparking the old memory. Have a great day!em's scrapbaghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02111534162397777000noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-55570272006645726082009-02-27T05:32:00.000-06:002009-02-27T05:32:00.000-06:00I really enjoyed reading this. Keep the saga goin...I really enjoyed reading this. Keep the saga going.<BR/>And I was so tickled that you called the flowers "jonquils"!!! I'm the only person I know (except for my daughter who got it from me) to call them jonquils. My mother, who grew up mostly in Nashville, always called them that.Journeyinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01632561478458922369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-9046796183480311012009-02-27T00:57:00.000-06:002009-02-27T00:57:00.000-06:00no real flowers for us yet- it is so cold here ton...no real flowers for us yet- it is so cold here tonight that I keep crawling in my bed to get warm- last spring with papa hubby so sick we planted plastic flowers in our planters so that he could see some thing cherry looking out window- they are still there and have weathered the winter well- LOL<BR/>now papa hubby is in heaven's garden and we will always remember what blessing those flowers were for him- hugs from MemeOma aka Memehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06978222821146300735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-31029079440260355282009-02-26T22:49:00.000-06:002009-02-26T22:49:00.000-06:00This was so neat reading. I just went to visit my...This was so neat reading. I just went to visit my 95 year old granny today and used her rotary phone. Dialing was so different instead of pushing buttons. We have come a long way but it sure is a lot more complicated than it used to be. I remember playing in the woods and riding bikes everywhere. We can't let our children do that now. So sad. Such sweet memories.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10594313154015365616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-19326734941087698432009-02-26T19:05:00.000-06:002009-02-26T19:05:00.000-06:00I love these posts your doing, Marlene! I remembe...I love these posts your doing, Marlene! I remember that we only had one phone and it was in the hallway--black rotary--TE5-3481! I remember my best friend's number too. I was jealous because they had a wall phone in their kitchen. My folks still had that old black phone when I got married! (They've since advanced, LOL!)<BR/><BR/>We were watchng Life On Mars last night, and I wondered what it would be like to go back and live in 1973. I was in Junior High School then. I'm wondering what kinds of things I would think about getting or doing and then realize I couldn't because there would be no such thing! <BR/><BR/>I'm really enjoying hearing about your life growing up--I hope you keep sharing!Mary L. Briggshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18295245391337869803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-91924066220629629082009-02-26T15:22:00.000-06:002009-02-26T15:22:00.000-06:00Marlene,I really enjoying walking with you down th...Marlene,<BR/><BR/>I really enjoying walking with you down the memory trail today...lets do it again some time soon.<BR/><BR/>ameliaAmeliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10585878295754436629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-19327330652098560442009-02-26T13:37:00.000-06:002009-02-26T13:37:00.000-06:00I've got a blizzard where your jonquils are, Marle...I've got a blizzard where your jonquils are, Marlene!<BR/><BR/>This post reminds me of the book Roxaboxen that I loved to use when I was teaching! I love it. Cant' wait for more.Tracy P.https://www.blogger.com/profile/07750283241399825265noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-88087040782039187422009-02-26T13:10:00.000-06:002009-02-26T13:10:00.000-06:00Love Part II, Marlene!! Can't wait for more.I'm a ...Love Part II, Marlene!! Can't wait for more.<BR/><BR/>I'm a bit younger than you, but when we first moved to AR from CA, they still had party lines here... which was quite funny to me.<BR/><BR/>My parents didn't make much money, either. Dad was a policeman, and mom stayed home with 11 kids. We didn't have much, but I never really realized it until I was older. I am amazed at my parents now, as I look back on life, and how they provided for us in so many ways.<BR/><BR/>Looking forward to the next segment...Jacquiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07306641980039598264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-22843761158443291902009-02-26T12:39:00.000-06:002009-02-26T12:39:00.000-06:00I loved reading your memories today, as I also did...I loved reading your memories today, as I also did the other day. We are the same age and so many of those things I remember also. The phone number was funny and so was the city and state without zipcodes. Mine was <BR/>Parma 29, Ohio. I think the older we get the more these memories mean so much. I treasure everything my Mother and Grandmother told me about their lives and mine when I was little. We need to do that to our Grandkids also so they will know about our lives!<BR/>Blessings, SandySandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02038852623250026662noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-78515507980643976252009-02-26T12:11:00.000-06:002009-02-26T12:11:00.000-06:00Oh, I'm a bit jealous! You have jonquils already ...Oh, I'm a bit jealous! You have jonquils already and we had a light blanket of snow this morning. I loved reading your story and I must tell you we have a friend who had a baby twenty years after her tubes were tied. Her children were grown, married and expecting babies at the same time. It happens but I know it's God who gives us our babies. We think we're in control - but we're not! Thanks for the trip down memory lane with the pictures of the TV, the phone and the bike. Oh did that remind me of younger days!<BR/>~Adrienne~Adriennehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09401476871614514660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-22601057449044115792009-02-26T10:54:00.000-06:002009-02-26T10:54:00.000-06:00Hi Marlene,Your letter brings back so many memorie...Hi Marlene,<BR/>Your letter brings back so many memories of my childhood. I was right there with you. I feel so for the kiddos now, not to experience what we had. Not much, but so meaningful.<BR/>Blessings,<BR/>BonnieCalamity Jane's Cottage, Bonniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16465660663695604637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-18575155800416680522009-02-26T10:37:00.000-06:002009-02-26T10:37:00.000-06:00What a wonderful entry and so enjoyable. I think ...What a wonderful entry and so enjoyable. I think we're about the same age because I remember many of the same things. I've done some entries about my childhood also, but on a different blog. I think I'll have to do some reruns in the future.Lena . . .https://www.blogger.com/profile/12668036821461012213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-85062265674585831432009-02-26T10:32:00.000-06:002009-02-26T10:32:00.000-06:00I love you post today. It made me think of when ti...I love you post today. It made me think of when times were less stressful. Only a few kinds of ceraal to choose from, corn flakes, rice crispies and puffed wheat. Not the 100's of boxes there are today.<BR/>One of my childhood memories is when I was 4 yrs old. Mom was the boy scout leader. She had gotten Army helmet liners for the cub scouts. One day my older brother (who was 6 yrs older)and I were in the back yard playing. Mom kept hearing a ping, ping, ping noise. When she looked out the window, I had the helmet liner on and was standing against the tree. Wesley was target practicing off my head. That was the last he saw of the BB gun for a long time!<BR/>OsagebluffquilterOsage Bluff Quilterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02221434879848622632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-1397847208580715162009-02-26T10:19:00.000-06:002009-02-26T10:19:00.000-06:00This was a beautiful read. Sometimes I, too, feel...This was a beautiful read. Sometimes I, too, feel that we have compicated our lives way too much. Your parents dedication to their family was pure love for all of you. There should be more of that and less complaining these days and we'd all be better off.Needled Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07749314475716010490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-78058735650544952122009-02-26T10:05:00.000-06:002009-02-26T10:05:00.000-06:00I enjoyed your letter. Such a way with the writte...I enjoyed your letter. Such a way with the written word.<BR/><BR/>I remember those halcyon days well. (we are the same age)Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00549642561593058684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-21667175186521860442009-02-26T09:49:00.000-06:002009-02-26T09:49:00.000-06:00The jonquils are beautiful. even more so as we ar...The jonquils are beautiful. even more so as we are waiting for ice to hit here soon.<BR/><BR/>We used to make leaf houses too. Thanks for mentioning that as I had forgotten all about it. What a great memory to burble up again.Lorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10060722558029419610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3568318030915787600.post-81122205170798097672009-02-26T09:28:00.000-06:002009-02-26T09:28:00.000-06:00You're looking out your window at jonquils, and we...You're looking out your window at jonquils, and we're looking at the list of school closings as we wait for the latest winter storm! Maybe we left Florida too early!<BR/><BR/>Loved your story about your childhood. We, too, were poor, but we didn't know it because almost everyone else lived the same as we did. My dad was a pastor of two small country churches. Often a part of his salary was a couple of chickens, or a roast and some hamburger. My grandma sewed all of our clothes. We didn't have TV until I was a teenager. My favorite place to play was in the huge grove of lilac bushes. We would carve out rooms under the sweet smelling bushes and play house there with our dolls. Yup, we were poor, but we never knew it and I would give anything if my grandkids could experience that kind of childhood! Our world has become so fast paced and cluttered with stuff.....simple is better!<BR/><BR/>And I haven't heard a thing about my machine yet!!Margehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15398347951744910818noreply@blogger.com