Guest guest Posted September 11, 2006 Report Share Posted September 11, 2006 Jenna, you don't owe me an apology. I do keep in mind the experiences I had growing up weren't like any others. At age 4 with a brother and sister, we moved into a 4 room house 15 miles from town and only had one wire for electricity. The well had a pump on it and if we wanted to bathe, we stood under the faucet and pumped away. The outhouse was about half a football field away, and I was told that I dropped my little brother in it once. Yuucckkk! We ate what we grew and caught. There wasn't running hot water in the house until after I left home. I'll bet none of you were brought up like that, but if you were, I'm sorry you had it to endure. Don't apologize to me, dear Jenna. To get that Olive branch to me, all you should have had to do is throw it high into the air. The cold front would have picked it up and delivered it at least part way. They were forecasting rain for Sunday, then Monday, now Tuesday (maybe). BTW, the folks around here don't care about the color of a Dove, they all taste the same. <g> Dennis in Eastexas " It's not Rocket Surgery " [ ] Apology to Dennis > Dennis, > I would like to apologize for all of my sting ray related remarks. My > tree hugger sympathies led me to rabidly write that which I am truly > sorry for now. Things were done differently in those times and I have > no right to judge how anybody behaved in another time and another > place. I hope that you will accept my appology. I am standing in Az > waving a olive branch in the direction of Texas....but I am surmising > that you cant see me! > I tried to send off a couple of white doves with peace and friendship > offerings ...but they told me to get real it was too da*n hot and they > weren't flying anywhere much less Texas which they pointed out is also > under this heat wave. They then waved a sign that they are on strike, > and closed the door to their cage with a loud bang! > SO I am reduced to seding a message in this post that I hope you > forgive me that we can still be friends. And I will try and keep my > mouth shut from now on!!!.........jenna > > > > > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 11, 2006 Report Share Posted September 11, 2006 Jenna , you and Dennis certainly brought back some old old memories. When I was young my three brothers and one sister stayed with our grandparents quite often. My grandparents owned a farm way out in the country. Far enough that electricity wasn't run out that far. To take a bath we used a #3 tub. Gee those things were cold to your back. Now this was during the great depression. Those were some of the best days of my life. Thinking back, I know it was very hard on my parents and grandparents. Joyce from Texas Re: [ ] Apology to Dennis Jenna, you don't owe me an apology. I do keep in mind the experiences I had growing up weren't like any others. At age 4 with a brother and sister, we moved into a 4 room house 15 miles from town and only had one wire for electricity. The well had a pump on it and if we wanted to bathe, we stood under the faucet and pumped away. The outhouse was about half a football field away, and I was told that I dropped my little brother in it once. Yuucckkk! We ate what we grew and caught. There wasn't running hot water in the house until after I left home. I'll bet none of you were brought up like that, but if you were, I'm sorry you had it to endure. Don't apologize to me, dear Jenna. To get that Olive branch to me, all you should have had to do is throw it high into the air. The cold front would have picked it up and delivered it at least part way. They were forecasting rain for Sunday, then Monday, now Tuesday (maybe). BTW, the folks around here don't care about the color of a Dove, they all taste the same. <g> Dennis in Eastexas " It's not Rocket Surgery " Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 12, 2006 Report Share Posted September 12, 2006 Dennis, My first years of life was much like yours. My dad was difficult (impossible for me) to live with. He wanted lights out at dark. My older sister had a tiny lamp and she would sort of hover over it to do her homework. That wasn't acceptable. I thought if I had homework, I was still too young, and wasn't permitted to do it I would just die. For me world war 2 came along and changed everything. We moved and both mom and dad worked in a shipyard. I think I was 7. They worked long hours and I was left alone. We had moved into a " housing project " where we had electricity and running water. Sometimes I think of this in wonder. The housing had as many people per square inch as could be packed in and all the kids were left alone. To my knowledge there was never a problem with the kids and I don't think people even had second thoughts about leaving kids alone. I don't think that would work now. Because dad was as he was I did what my older 6 siblings had done, left home to live with my older sister. As for feeling sorry for the fish, every piece of meat you eat came from a living being. Being caught on a hook is probably not the worst way to go. Fish and birds with a hook in their mouth would be a slow painful death. Apparently there has been more news releases of this than I saw. I'm sure saving the hook was not part of this. There could be many reasons that the ray was cut. 220 pounds of flopping fish stuck into a person's heart would be a problem. Betty I do keep in mind the experiences I had growing up weren't like any others Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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